Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex.
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Everyone in the story is of age. The daughter and her friend are both 18 years old.
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I walk into the wedding knowing that it will be beyond boring and only came because my friend George said there would be a lot of good-looking women. 'Fuck It' I thought. 'It's Friday, they have an open bar and, I want to get sloppy drunk. If I get laid, then that's an added bonus for me.' The wedding itself is pretty plain and vanilla. The man walks down the aisle and looks hungover from the night before. George told me the groom had his face buried in a stripper's tits until three this morning and is currently running on fear of his fiancΓ©.
He stands at the altar and I see the bride's mother glaring at him from her seat. I guess he was stupid enough to invite her husband to the carnal bachelor party. What an idiot. He avoids her eyes and instead looks everywhere else. Soon he's saved by the music starting and the bridesmaids paired with groomsmen begin walking down the aisle in the middle of two pews. I watch each couple go past and in between I look over the people on the groom's side.
Nobody seems extraordinarily fun or interesting. As I'm about to give up I see her. She's sitting with perfect posture and a hairstyle that must have taken her an hour in the bathroom. Her husband seems very boring. She's wearing a black and white striped dress that creates an upside-down V along the center seam. She isn't showing any cleavage and the dress is very conservative, but I can see the swell of her breasts through her dress's bodice and the flare of her hips sitting down and she is a knockout. She's a pale redhead weighing no more than 120lbs. She's a little older and I wonder how I will be able to get in her bed tonight.
After the wedding is the reception and it's held in a darkened room filled with tables circling a cheap parquet dance floor. It looks like something they would sell at the discount flooring store because no one ever wanted it. In the dark light it seems less tacky and ugly as it would in the daylight and under bright lights. After I walk in, I took my time in finding my target again and then I see her dancing with the man that was sitting with her during the wedding. Her husband seems entirely forgettable. He doesn't carry any distinct features and carries himself with uncertainty and tentativeness.
He seems unsure of who he is and what he should be doing. His wife also seems aware of his clear feelings of inadequacy as she rubs his back reassuringly while also looking at other people.
To me it looked like she's shopping, I see her dart from man to man on the dance floor with her eyes. I stand at the edge of the dance floor and wait for her eye to hit me then when it does, I begin walking toward her. Her look changes from curiously shopping to intrigue as to where I am going and why did it look like I was heading right for her. When I arrive, that look turned to fear as I greeted them. "Mind if I cut in and dance with the pretty lady there, Pal?" I say and reach between them.
I'm not sure if this guy doesn't want to cause a scene or just simply couldn't stand up for himself, he simply disengages with his wife on the dance floor and allows me to wrap my arms around her and continue the slow dance. "It's okay honey, go get us a drink and I will be over after this song." She tells him and I watch as he slips through the other dancing guests.
"What's your name?" I ask her as I was looking in her eyes with nothing between our faces but 6 inches of space and our body's lightly touching. "Julie" said her soft voice, "and that's my husband Dan." "I'm Justin and I only came to find something tasty to take home." I told her candidly as I let my hand sink down to the crest where her lower back blossomed out to the swell of her ass. "Then why spend your time with me? You can see that I'm already taken." Julie told me. To which I replied, "Just because someone's taken doesn't mean that they can't be taken over." I then lowered my hand and gripped her right cheek tightly and kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her ear, "I'll come find you when you're a little more pliable Julie." I then release her body and walk away passing Dan on the way, heading off the dance floor. "Julie sure does have a tight ass Dan!" and I smacked him on the back.
Dan drops his drinks on the floor, and I tell him that I will go and get some replacements for the both of them and to go find Julie. He thanked me and walks toward where I left Julie and I walk to the bar. I order a double of a drink I knew would fuck Julie up the quickest and got a Jack and Coke for Dan. Once I arrive to the two of them Dan tries to stick up for his wife. "Why do you think you can put your hands on my wife like that? You Animal!" he questions. I hand Julie her drink and give Dan the fakest apology that I can muster and as I am handing him his drink I ask, "Don't you have to drive home tonight? You can't be drinking these it will mess you up badly." And I drink his drink and tell Julie that she can't hold her drink on the dance floor and I watch her tip her glass up and drain the entire glass quickly.
I take the glass from her and return to the bar. "Mikey, here's $100. Make sure that firecracker there in the black and white dress has a new one of these, every 20 minutes for the next 2 hours." I watch the bartender pocket the money and I mingle with the other guests for the next hour and a half before looking for Julie and Dan.
I find them sitting alone at a table and I see the glazed over look in Julies eyes and the recognition when she sees me. It starts with a smile like we are good friends and then turns into a light-hearted grimace. Apparently, she doesn't care as much now that she's drunk and instead smirks and says, "Well if it isn't my groper. Did you come back for another feel because that's not gonna happen mister." Dan is just sitting there with a dark drink in his hand and watching as we speak. I look from Julie to Dan and tell him, "I hope there ain't booze in that drink there Dan." Dan looks down at his drink and shakes his head then speaking quietly he says, "It's only a soda sir."