like James Bond. –G
You look like a Greek God. Take your pick. –A
Pothos. –G
Her reply took a while. The god of passion? Or unfulfilled desire? –A
Someone knows how to use Google. Take your pick. –G
I mirrored her quote at the end.
Guess we’ll find out tonight. –A
You look beautiful, but that dress would look a lot better on the floor next to my bed. –G
I can’t wait. –A
Soon we were heading toward the garden where the wedding would take place for pre-ceremony pictures. The men took pictures first, and then we had to go back into hiding while the ladies took their pictures.
All the while, I couldn’t stop thinking about Avery. I wished briefly she was the maid of honor instead of Veronica. I wanted her clutching my arm as we walked together down the aisle. I wanted to dance with her during the bridal party dance. I wanted to have that special bond the best man had with the maid of honor.
But that’s not how it had turned out.
I had managed to convince Reed to give me an extra copy of the key to the bridal suite. I told him it was insurance in case he lost his copy, and he bought it.
Before I knew it, we were lining up for the ceremony. Quinn’s letter to Reed, whatever it had said, had considerably calmed him. He stood under an arch with the officiant who would be marrying them, looking calm and collected. The rest of us lined up near the last row of guests. Quinn and our dad waited around a corner so she could make her grand entrance. The music started playing, and Reese and Reed’s friend from Wisconsin walked down the aisle first. Avery stood just in front of me, and my eyes landed on her ass.
It was tight and perfect.
I imagined running my fingertips up the bottom of her skirt until I felt her bare ass on my palm.
I watched her ass bounce all the way up the aisle, imagining just exactly what was going to happen between us later that night. And then I took Veronica’s arm and led her down to our positions.
The music stopped and the garden area was quiet but for the sounds of nature. Birds chirped, wind rustled through trees, and a different song started playing. My dad and my sister appeared at the end of the aisle. Reed gasped softly the moment his eyes landed on Quinn, and I knew the two of them together was perfectly right and would be forever.
I was standing behind him, so I couldn’t see his face, but Quinn’s eyes were fixed on his, and tears shone in hers. I imagined they did in his, too, and I even got a little emotional at the image of love standing before me.
I didn’t pay much attention to the actual ceremony because I was focused on avoiding Avery’s eyes. It was incredibly awkward knowing I was planning to fuck her later that night while I also knew it wouldn’t go any further than that evening. Maybe one more time depending on how much fun we had. I didn’t mean to sound like a dick, but I didn’t want a relationship. I wanted Avery’s body on top of mine, and I wanted to get her out my system.
Locking eyes with someone during a wedding ceremony was one guaranteed way to give them hope for something more.
The only expectations I had for that night were that we’d have a great time together. Just the way she had kissed me the night before proved that.
I vaguely registered that Reed and Quinn were saying their vows, something about palms and hearts and forever. It was a very nice sentiment, and I couldn’t have been happier for them. It just wasn’t something I wanted. I wasn’t “marriage material.”
Reed kissed Quinn, and the officiant introduced the new Mr. and Mrs. Reed Porter. The guests cheered and we filed out for pictures in the hotel’s gardens with the newly married couple. I hugged my sister first, and then I man-hugged Reed. “You’re officially my brother-in-law now. You better take care of her,” I said. I knew he would. I couldn’t have picked out a better guy for her.
He nodded. “You know I will, man.”
The rest of the bridal
You look like a Greek God. Take your pick. –A
Pothos. –G
Her reply took a while. The god of passion? Or unfulfilled desire? –A
Someone knows how to use Google. Take your pick. –G
I mirrored her quote at the end.
Guess we’ll find out tonight. –A
You look beautiful, but that dress would look a lot better on the floor next to my bed. –G
I can’t wait. –A
Soon we were heading toward the garden where the wedding would take place for pre-ceremony pictures. The men took pictures first, and then we had to go back into hiding while the ladies took their pictures.
All the while, I couldn’t stop thinking about Avery. I wished briefly she was the maid of honor instead of Veronica. I wanted her clutching my arm as we walked together down the aisle. I wanted to dance with her during the bridal party dance. I wanted to have that special bond the best man had with the maid of honor.
But that’s not how it had turned out.
I had managed to convince Reed to give me an extra copy of the key to the bridal suite. I told him it was insurance in case he lost his copy, and he bought it.
Before I knew it, we were lining up for the ceremony. Quinn’s letter to Reed, whatever it had said, had considerably calmed him. He stood under an arch with the officiant who would be marrying them, looking calm and collected. The rest of us lined up near the last row of guests. Quinn and our dad waited around a corner so she could make her grand entrance. The music started playing, and Reese and Reed’s friend from Wisconsin walked down the aisle first. Avery stood just in front of me, and my eyes landed on her ass.
It was tight and perfect.
I imagined running my fingertips up the bottom of her skirt until I felt her bare ass on my palm.
I watched her ass bounce all the way up the aisle, imagining just exactly what was going to happen between us later that night. And then I took Veronica’s arm and led her down to our positions.
The music stopped and the garden area was quiet but for the sounds of nature. Birds chirped, wind rustled through trees, and a different song started playing. My dad and my sister appeared at the end of the aisle. Reed gasped softly the moment his eyes landed on Quinn, and I knew the two of them together was perfectly right and would be forever.
I was standing behind him, so I couldn’t see his face, but Quinn’s eyes were fixed on his, and tears shone in hers. I imagined they did in his, too, and I even got a little emotional at the image of love standing before me.
I didn’t pay much attention to the actual ceremony because I was focused on avoiding Avery’s eyes. It was incredibly awkward knowing I was planning to fuck her later that night while I also knew it wouldn’t go any further than that evening. Maybe one more time depending on how much fun we had. I didn’t mean to sound like a dick, but I didn’t want a relationship. I wanted Avery’s body on top of mine, and I wanted to get her out my system.
Locking eyes with someone during a wedding ceremony was one guaranteed way to give them hope for something more.
The only expectations I had for that night were that we’d have a great time together. Just the way she had kissed me the night before proved that.
I vaguely registered that Reed and Quinn were saying their vows, something about palms and hearts and forever. It was a very nice sentiment, and I couldn’t have been happier for them. It just wasn’t something I wanted. I wasn’t “marriage material.”
Reed kissed Quinn, and the officiant introduced the new Mr. and Mrs. Reed Porter. The guests cheered and we filed out for pictures in the hotel’s gardens with the newly married couple. I hugged my sister first, and then I man-hugged Reed. “You’re officially my brother-in-law now. You better take care of her,” I said. I knew he would. I couldn’t have picked out a better guy for her.
He nodded. “You know I will, man.”
The rest of the bridal
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