It was late May and Lisa was getting dressed to attend the wedding of a friend. Unfortunately, she didn't have a date and was a little uptight about going to the affair alone, since she didn't know most of the other guests. After showering, blowdrying her hair and applying some light make up and lipstick, she opened her closet to pick out a dress. Lisa chose a beautiful white dress, made of very delicate material and overlaid in lace. It had spaghetti straps and was cut in a low vee neck, and she decided to wear all white underneath her dress as well... sheer thigh highs, lacy bikini panties and a strapless bra. A sexy pair of open toe heels and long white gloves completed her outfit.
Finally she arrived at the wedding, missing only part of the cocktail hour. When Lisa walked through the door, the best man was giving the toast, followed by the bride and groom's first dance. As she sat down at her appointed table, the waiters began serving salads to the guests. A band was playing music and couples were on and off the dancefloor. She was seated next to a great looking guy, who was also alone, and they struck up a conversation during the meal. His name was Marc and from the way he kept smiling when she caught him checking her out, she sensed the attraction was mutual. After dinner he asked Lisa to dance with him, then stood and pulled out her chair as he reached for her hand. The band was playing a slow song as they headed over to the dancefloor, and Marc took her in his arms. She placed her head on his shoulder as they glided around the room. Song after song played and they kept dancing. Suddenly she felt his hands moving toward her backside, then Marc grabbed her ass subtly, pulling Lisa tighter against him. She noticed him staring at her breasts, which were pressed close to his chest and spilling out of her dress. His hard body felt good on hers and she felt safe in his strong arms. Lisa could feel his rapidly growing manhood throbbing against her mound, and she was becoming weak with desire.
