As I ran my hands over Shelly's pretty panties, I knewthat I was going to do it. Kind of like a... tribute.I left my clothes there on the floor and ki...ked them into an unusedcorner of the room. I went into the attached bathroom and started theshower. I got into the shower and lathered myself up with her soap andwashed my hair with her shampoo. Using her pink razor, I ran it allover my body. I didn't have much hair to begin with. I wasn't veryhairy and she had preferred a smooth chest, I had. At that point I saw the familiar face of one of the waitressed from Joe's Binkini Bar. I remembered her well. She was about 5'11" with curly, shoulder length brunette hair. She had an athletic build, dark blue eyes and pretty good sized breasts. This was the first time I had seen her in more than a string bikini but my mind recalled her long legs and plump breasts clearly. She was in a pair of tight blue jeans and a snug v-neck t-shirt with some sort of logo on it. It hugged her flat. The couple separated and took a breath. Each had a questioning look on their faces. “Stephen, will you take me into the bus?” Marian asked. “Miss Marian, I can’t promise you anything. I can only give you tonight,” Stephen told her. “That’s all I’m asking for,” she responded. The last seat on the bus stretched from one side to the other. It was a narrow bench seat, but it was big enough for the two of them. Marian sat stiffly, not afraid, but nervous about what she had suggested. Very gently,. I milled around for twenty minutes and then went up the hotel towards the penthouse. I had inquired where the bridal suite was, getting a curious look from the receptionist.I arrived at the door to the bridal suite a little later than expected and knocked on the door. The door opened and the groom stood there smiling at me. I couldn’t help but notice that he was completely naked.He led me into the suite and into the bedroom. The beautiful bride was standing in front of the window looking down..