A continuation of the series "Helping My Girlfriend's Sister."
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After taking the most memorable shower of my life, Kate, Gabrielle and I all got dressed, left our room and headed downstairs for my friend's wedding. This was the reason we came to Atlanta in the first place; the amazing sex the three of us had been sharing was just a great addition. As the elevator slowly rolled down to the lobby, I took the opportunity to admire the two beautiful women with whom I'd been lucky to be spending the weekend.
Both girls were dressed in black cocktail gowns. Kate, my girlfriend, was wearing a thin, almost nightgown-like dress. Although held up with thin spaghetti straps, the neckline plunged almost all the way to her navel, which gave me a great show of her beautiful tits. The hemline of the dress stopped mid-thigh, showing off her firm, muscular legs. Kate noticed I was admiring her and smiled. I couldn't help myself; as the elevator continued towards the lobby I put my hand up the back of her dress and cupped her thong-clad ass.
My gesture was obviously noticed by Gabrielle, Kate's younger sister, who was also very well dressed for the evening. Her dress was a bit more conservative than Kate's, but somewhat more form fitting, drawing attention to her somewhat larger tits. She had chosen a strapless gown, showing off her very ample cleavage. Gabrielle's dress was also much longer than Kate's, the satin material flowing all the way down to her ankles. Thankfully, however, it also included a long slit up one side which stopped just a few inches lower than her hips.
Since Gabrielle caught me with my hand up Kate's dress, I thought it only fair to give her the same favor. As the elevator drew closer to the lobby I used the slit to my advange. As my hand made contact with her hip, Gabrielle gasped and closed her eyes. As I moved my hand towards her front I realized that she had opted not to wear panties... Her pussy was already moist, allowing me to slip a finger into her. "Ooooooh..." she purred, as I rubbed my thumb over her clit.
Kate then whispered in my ear, "We're arriving at the lobby, dear... And don't get her worked up too early!"
Just as the elevator landed at the lobby, I pulled my hand away from Gabrielle's dress. She exhaled deeply, trying to remove the flush from her cheeks. "You promise there's more of that later, right?"
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The wedding ceremony was nice and very traditional, although I couldn't focus on anything except what I'd be doing with Kate and Gabrielle later that night. Kate must have sensed what I was thinking, because halfway through the reading of the vows she leaned over and whispered, "Relax, stud, there's plenty of weekend left..."