Unable to take it any longer, I leaned in, slowly, closing the maybe six inches between us to about three. Bree’s breath hitched, but she didn’t p...ll back at all. She kept her big brown eyes locked on mine, waiting for me to keep going. I moved in another inch or so and Bree tilted her head up to meet me, her eyes closing as her soft pink lips parted. It was definitely a signal. I moved forward the final inch. Our lips met softly for just a moment. Tentatively, I pulled back a fraction, keeping. It felt strangely erotic dancing with another man. Iwondered if he knew I was a man, and I wondered it hecared.Jenny cut away from her new bride and asked if shecould cut in. My new groom relented and allowed Jennyto cut. Jenny cut in, but began dancing not with me,but with the other groom.The other bride came over to me and asked me to dance.As I watched Jenny dancing with the somewhatreluctant groom, I took the other bride's hand and webegan to dance.The two of us took a considerable amount. Both girls laughed and Karen said, “See… I told you she would hit on you...She likes young dick. She’d love using yours for a night, trust me there, and you would walk away fully satisfied. She loves to fuck.”I was processing what Karen was saying. This was a new side to her that I really never knew. Her freedom about sex and all. I’m not complaining mind you. When we were kids and teens, true we talked a lot about sex, but it was a more reserved style. I for one, was enjoying her new side, as. He hadn’t thought about asking his wife to dress up for dinner. It was a novel idea and he decided that he would ask his wife to do it at home. He had definitely appreciated the way she looked tonight.“All of this formal stuff is just to help us to treat each other nicely. We say please and thank you. It allows us to talk about our day without feeling like we are going to get insulted.”“I guess I can see how that would be,” Jack said. He wasn’t really insulted at home. It was just that his.