Obviously not

With a fast motion of your hand, you grasp Josh's hand and take it off your cheek, feeling slightly disgusted.

"Okay Josh, now you've surpassed the limit! Go away!" you open the door and look at him, an angry expression on your face.

"But James! It's really me! I swear! You must believe me!" he shouts desperately.

"Sigh, I can't believe you're still continuing with that stupid joke" you sigh, exasperated, before walking to him, grabbing him from the shoulders, and starting to push him towards the door.

"What are you doing?! I'm not joking! Please, Josh, tell hi-"

"Stop! If you continue I swear I'll forcibly make you leave the wedding!" you stop him, fed up with his nonsense, before pushing him out and locking the door.

"Sigh, I'm sorry honey. I don't know what's happened to him. Maybe I should have followed the other's advice and not invite hi-" you start to apologize for the scene to your wife while you turn around, before abruptly stopping when you catch a glimpse of her.

She's still playing with her boobs, groping them as like she'd never done so before, her reddened face tilted back in an expression of pure pleasure.

Looking at her like this you start to feel aroused too, your cock hardening. You approach her, entrenched by her actions, and start to extend a hand towards one of her boobs before remembering why you're here.

"Honey, we don't have enough time for this. The others are waiting for us. And, besides, we need to preserve our energies for the honeymoon" hearing your words she stops and looks at you, a strange expression on her face.

She starts to say something, but before she can you interrupt her with a kiss, her eyes wide open in shock.

"Okay, now I need to go. I'll send my mother to help you with the dress, see you later!"

You hurriedly leave, unconsciously leaving a 35 years old pervert alone with your future wife's body.