At the altar, waiting for the procession to begin, my best man Dennis noticed I was shaking a bit, he said softly, "Nervous, or excited?"
I said back, "Both!"
He said back, "Understandable, it is after all your wedding day."
I was nervous, having had the delights of my 18-year-old niece last night, the idea of seeing her again this very next day, was going to be something. I steeled myself, and the wedding march began.
Lucy's bridesmaid, her college friend Brenda Jorgenson, entered to the sounds of the Wedding march, a few steps behind her was Carolyn, the Maid of Honor. Oh fuck, she looked beautiful and very sexy. She was wearing a light purple gown that came up to just below her breasts, from there, the gown split and came up around her breasts in a halter top style, around her neck, and down her back to join the back of the dress. It had a great effect, putting just a little bit of her cleavage on display, but keeping her dairies more covered than not.
I saw her eyes lock onto me, I had to return that gaze, she gave me a secret smile and licked her lips. The memories of last night came rushing back, and I felt my cock respond accordingly. Fortunately, my suit jacket hid the bulge.
They took their places by the altar, and Lucy walked in on her Dad's arm, she looked spectacular. Focus on her, focus on our wedding night.
*****
We had done all the usual rituals, dinner, the clanking spoon kisses, the cake had been cut, the first dance, and the dancing and drinking part of the reception getting underway.
I was nervous, every time Carolyn had caught my eyes, she smiled and licked her lips. As Lucy was swept into a dance by her father, Carolyn made a motion with her head, and mouthed 'follow me.' As much as I tried to resist it, I couldn't, and she gave me a beaming smile as she saw me starting to follow her.
We proceeded down a passageway in the banquet hall, she paused, entered a doorway, and gave me that come hither smile. I walked up to the door, it said restroom, and I went in. She was there, her eyes had a devilish look.
"Lock the door."