“It’s ok Malvika.” He smiled.“Aunty se seedhe Malvika?” I smiled too, sensing what is there in his mind.“Haha. Yeah. Do you mind?” He be...an running his fingers on my bare back.“No dear.” I hugged him tightly.He kissed my neck softly and tried to hold on my tits.“Not here Vikram. Let’s find a safe place.”“Sure Malvika.”While we were heading outside, somebody from the crowd called his name. We turned back to find a bunch of guys standing there.“Kaha jar ha hai Vikram?” one of them asked.“Hey. If I couldn't be with Katie, then I would imagine we were together, and I'd watch the hockey game too.Since all my imagining was making me uncomfortable, I took off my boxers and laid back on the couch in just my jersey. I began to run the stockings through my fingers, imagining Katie's legs in them, rubbing up against me. I put a stocking on over my hand and up my forearm. The fabric was so sheer and smooth I reached out and touched myself with it. It was as if she were standing over me, foot. Easy for him to lift to kiss his bride. A veil I shall leave on through our first night of intense pleasure, no longer as boyfriend and girlfriend, no longer as betrothed, but actually as husband and wife for the first time. The veil symbolizing that this time, for the first time, he is not fucking his girlfriend, he is not fucking his fiancée, he is fucking his bride, his wife.The Song: Our first dance as husband and wife has to be the Pointer Sisters, I’m So Excited. First dance we open up to. The next morning, they were all smiles and lovey-dovey. Theresa feltwonderful and a bit odd looking at woman, who had a cock, and who gaveher the best sex of her life. They both talked how strange it was to bekissing another woman, but also how good it felt. They made love allweekend. They were in love.At work, they worked professionally. On a Friday after everyone left,Mary bent Theresa over her boss's desk, and it was glorious. They soongot a routine at work. Every weekend Mary spent at.