A talk with Ingrid

The band had finished and while there was still music and many people were still in the mood to party, a few revellers had begun to make their excuses and head home. Sean saw Chloe talk into Magnus’s ear and they both grinned and kissed before heading off to find the bride and groom. He watched and it was apparent they were saying goodnight.

He was unsure what to do. Did he stay? He didn’t know where Magnus’s room was so it wasn’t like he could find them and despite an urge to do so, he didn’t want to be found roaming around the house, listening at doors. He decided to give them a head start so it didn’t look like he was chasing them then follow on.

Ten minutes later he couldn’t bear it any longer. He felt too alone and he was too distracted by imagining what was happening. He might as well go to bed, jack off and call it a night.

He went to find the happy couple to say goodnight and thank the parents for the wedding. He found them all together and made an excuse of not being good with **** and wanting to go before he made a fool of himself. To his surprise Ingrid got to her feet and said “Let me walk you out.” She looped her arm through his and headed outside into the cool night air.

“Er, thank you, it’s been a lovely evening” said Sean in a vague attempt at conversation.

Ingrid laughed “Oh Sean you awful liar. I’ve been watching you all night. You were barely aware that there was a party going on at all. You were so engrossed in my brother dancing with your wife.”

Sean’s head snapped around to look at Ingrid whose face was alight with glee.”I, but, how did?” he stammered.

“Oh, so Chloe didn’t tell you. I found out my brother's little scheme and added spice that happened because of it. Let me reassure you like I did her, I have no intention of running my brother's plan and as far as what is going on with the three of you? I’m a big fan.”

Sean didn’t know how to respond and floundered around for the right words to say.

Ingrid stopped and put her hand on his cheek “So unsure of yourself. I can see why you like her sleeping with other men. You feel like she deserves it or you don’t deserve her. Do you know why I was late to the altar?”

“No” he answered nervously, intimidated by her beauty and confidence.

Ingrid came close to him, almost like they were embracing. Her lips were close to his as she said “My lover had such stamina that he hadn’t finished by the time it was due to begin. I was cumming on his big hard cock while my husband waited at the altar. I walked down the aisle with my pussy leaking another man’s cum.”

Sean was incredibly aroused. By the story, by her closeness and by her absolute confidence. “You told him didn’t you? At the altar?”

Her lips parted in a smile almost touching his. “Yes. After all, I only get one chance to cuckold him on our wedding day. It was my gift to him” she said softly then without warning planted a soft kiss on Sean’s lips before pulling back and heading back to the marquee. “I hope you find your accommodations comfortable” she called back. “See you in the morning.”