A moment of silence is broken by Katie, "I can't believe what we did last week!" She giggles, "I can't stop thinking about it!" "You mean the mask th...ng? That was insane; I couldn't believe how hard you came." "I know," as she takes a drink of her wine and scoots in closer to me and whispers into my ear, "I have to warn you," reaching under the table and grabbing my knee and rubbing it, "I'm very horny tonight and you know how I get when I drink wine," and moving her hand up my leg. I grab. One of my college girlfriends is getting married. Would you go with me?’ ‘You want me to take you to a wedding, as your date?’ ‘Of course as my date. What else would you go as, my driver?’ she asked. ‘Please tell me what this is all about. Women like you don’t date guys like me?’ ‘What kind of person do you think I am? It just so happens I kind of like you. I had a boyfriend, it didn’t work out and we broke up. I’m going to the wedding of a good friend and would like you to go with me. Are you. “Works for me! So ... I was a bit dominant with you. Did I know that you were married when it happened? Oh, well, doesn’t matter, huh? You were fucking the groomsmen, after all! Clearly, yours wasn’t a typical marriage. I just meant that ... You know, how ‘possessive, ‘ as you put it, did I get?” I chuckled, while both ladies began kissing my face, neck, and shoulders.“Well, I know that you’re not the jealous kind ... I could tell even then. But you did say things like, ‘you’re my slut now,. Hair down, my eyes follow the sensual curves that make my smile instantly broaden. A floaty dress that only accentuates hourglass curves, its hem resting just above the knee, showing off her delicious legs. Contours that my hands had become to know so well. That mesmerised and left me spellbound. Placing the plates down quietly I slowly tiptoe into the kitchen. Stepping up behind you, my eyes feast on your delicious, heavenly curves. The slip of my arm around your waist greeted by a surprised.