"Put the courier on," I said as I slipped out of my dress. Mark came into the room."That better not be work. They can handle things without you," Mark...said staring at me.I shook my head and disappeared into the bathroom. I had enough of him for the night."Hi," a voice said."This is a bad time," I replied standing in front of the sink in my bra and panties."I know, but we got this package late, and it has urgent in bold red letters all over it," the voice said."Who is it from?" I asked picking. He looked at her up and down "ok " he said and walked off. "You will have to mind him he is a bit edgy lately . I apologize" she turned to leave, but before she did she glanced his way and caught his eyes. ' oh my ' she thought ' I could get lost with him any day . Those eyes are to die for and his body holy fuck I want to strip him right where he is' After working there a month she got her own office and was selling like crazy. As a reward they gave her a raise and some vacation time. She. I kind of hoped not. This was her night and I wanted her to be thinking about her present and future, not our past, at least until after her wedding ceremony.I won’t bore you with the wedding details, but when she looked into her husband’s eyes and said, “I take this man…” my tears were flowing freely. I wished my wife had been standing beside me so she could hold my hand, but she was on the stage, also crying.When the minister told Dave, “You may now kiss your bride,” I remembered our first. I applied some boroline on her hole and my well 'oiled' dick, and pushed. nothing happened. it seemed impossible to push in. but i kept it up. i could tell it hurt her twice as much as in her dry twat. after what seemed like an eternity, i had most of my dick in. dad had finished with his girl, and turned to look at us. i now pulled out, encountering some resistance here as well. then i pushed in, and she let her now common shrill screams. i pulled out and pushed in again. i got a rythm.