Robyn's Rough Start

Robyn covered her chest and pulled harder at the door. She gave up and headed to find another place to get some modesty, but a couple of bridesmaids followed her.

"What the hell?" Belinda asked Tammy. "I didn't even notice she was here. Who invited her?"

"I thought you did."

"Me. I hate that...that...little wench!" said Belinda.

"You actually hate someone?" asked Tammy.

"I know, but I heard she hit on Tom and she's always flaunting her body and she just has to be the center of attention. I bet that wardrobe malfunction was planned."

Tammy smiled. The fact that Robyn was a wedding crasher who Belinda hated would make this an even better gift. "You enjoy the reception. I'll check on her."

Tammy found Robyn with Yvette and Gina pawing at her clothes, which was not helping Robyn.

"Stop, you're making it worse!" said Robyn as the pawing was pulling her dress apart.

"You have more stains," said Yvette.

Robyn reached up under her skirt and started rubbing her crotch.

"Now what's your problem?" asked Tammy as she approached.

"My pussy just grew very itchy for some reason! Oh god, it itches!"

"Oh, sure, I bet someone just slipped some magic powder in your panties or your drink. You're such an attention whore. Stop, there are no men around."

"It's true! It itches!" Robyn slid her fingers up under her thong and started to finger her pussy.

"Maybe, some men should see," said Yvette.

Robyn was so distracted by the itching, she was not paying attention to what the bridesmaids were saying or how ripped and torn her dress had become.