The Reception

You and your husband spend the next couple of hours with a photographer, the bridal party, and your family taking pictures. You feel a bit like a movie starlet posing for the camera. Every so often your bridesmaids fix your hair or help you apply more make up.

Once you are done you are led to a limo where you and your husband make out for a bit on your way to the reception. He gropes your breast through your bodice and you fondle his dick beneath his slacks.

The ride is cut short when you pull up to a fancy mansion complete with red carpet to the entrance. Your friends and family line up for more pictures. When it all is over you and your husband... husband? It seems like only yesterday that you were engaged... you and your husband enter the mansion. Inside you and the bridal party wait to enter the main hallway. A DJ makes announcements as the couples in the bridal party enter.

Then you and your husband burst in strutting to that one song you liked from that movie. “Introducing the happy couple!”

As the music dies down you and your husband lock hand in hand. The music changes to a slow romantic song. Your song. You look lovingly into each other eyes as you feel like floating on air. Waltzing the night away.

The song ends to a thunderous applause and you sit down to dinner. You didn’t eat all day or minth to fit into your dress and it was time to enjoy. The food was divine and they even set aside a plate of appetizers from the cocktail hour. All your favorites. All perfectly tailored to your tastes. The wine and the champagne, excellent.

Ever so often a family member would clink a glass. And you and your husband would kiss. It got a bit repetitive, but those luscious lips never grew old. After dinner you and he danced the night away whether it was slow dancing or just grinding to some dance music, it was amazing. You didn’t want the night to end.