My wife and I were invited to a wedding. I used to work with Claire and Stuart, the happy couple, in a previous office. We kept in touch, but I was surprised to receive the invite. The venue was a manor house set in beautiful grounds, not far from home, but we decided to stay over so we could both have a few drinks.
On arrival we checked in, and our room was ready, so we were able to unpack and freshen up.
As we entered the ceremony hall, I was looking around to see if I recognised anybody. I knew a few old faces from the same office as Claire and Stuart. Then I froze. Standing in a corner was Jasmine from my office. She looked so sexy in a stunning brown, strapless, tight-fitted dress. It showed every curve, and her boobs were squeezing out of the top. She was standing talking to a man.
I panicked. What am I going to do? I hope to God she doesn’t say anything to my wife, I thought.
She spotted me, smiled, and gave me a wave.
“Who’s that woman? Do you know her, Daryl?” asked my wife, Abbie.
“Yes, I work with her. That’s Jasmine,” I said.
“You didn’t tell me how gorgeous she is. Are there more like her at the office?” she said, laughing.
“All women are beautiful,” I replied as we both laughed. I need to play this cool so my wife won’t suspect anything, I thought.
Jasmine came over to us.
“What are you doing here? I was hoping to see a friendly face. Sorry, where are my manners? This is Noel, my partner. He knows the groom,” she said, giggling. “This is Daryl—he works in my office.”
Noel shook my hand.
“And who is this beautiful woman?” Jasmine asked.
“This is my beautiful wife, Abbie,” I said.
Abbie hugged them both.
Jasmine gave me a mischievous look as we took our seats for the ceremony. I was a bit nervous but still playing it cool.
After the ceremony we went to the main hall for dinner and speeches. The four of us weren’t seated together, which relieved me. I could relax a bit now and have a drink.
“Jasmine seems like a very nice woman,” Abbie said to me.
“Yes, she is very friendly and helpful at work,” I said.
I couldn’t help watching Jasmine as she walked around the room, though I tried not to get caught. But I wasn’t the only one watching her. I thought she was taking a bit of the limelight away from the bride in that sexy dress. All the men were drooling over her, I was sure.
“Does she wear dresses like that in the office?” Abbie asked. “I see you looking at her,” she laughed.
“No, she is very professional at work and dresses conservatively,” I said.
We were eating dinner when I received a text. It was from Jasmine.
“I hope you are going to behave yourself today, as you are with your wife.”
I replied, “Don’t I always?”
She replied with a winking emoji. I hoped that was the last of that. This is a dangerous game, I thought.
After the speeches we were all asked to retire to the lounge or bar area while they set up for the reception. We headed to the bar and managed to get a table. Abbie went to the bar while I sat down.
I looked over and saw her talking to Jasmine at the bar, pointing at me. Shit, I hope she hasn’t said anything, I panicked.
Jasmine came walking over to our table.
“Abbie says we can share your table,” she said.
A sigh of relief came over me. “Yes, no problem. Where’s Noel?” I asked.
“He’s in the bathroom. He won’t be long,” she said with a mischievous smile.
The four of us sat chatting, drinking, and laughing. Once in a while Jasmine would give me a sexy look, and a few times I felt her foot rubbing my leg under the table. It must have been the drink, but I was enjoying the game she was playing.
Once the hall was ready, we all returned and got a table. My wife again invited Jasmine and Noel to sit with us, which I was glad about. Again we all sat drinking, chatting, and laughing.
As the night went on we were all a bit tipsy. My wife grabbed Noel and asked him to dance. Away they went.
Jasmine moved over and sat beside me.
“Alcohol makes me really horny,” she whispered in my ear.
I just smiled.
Jasmine then took my hand and led me to the dance floor. We danced together for a few songs. At one point Jasmine was grinding on Noel, then on me, having a laugh. My cock was hard, and Jasmine could feel it because she gave me a cheeky wink.
I excused myself and went to the bathroom, sitting there until I softened. My phone buzzed—it was Jasmine.
“Did I make your cock hard?”
I replied, “You know you did, dancing like that and parading around all day in that dress. You’ve been teasing me all day, you naughty minx.”
“My pussy is so wet. I’m feeling extra naughty,” she replied with a winking emoji.
I returned to our table. My wife was on her own.
“Jasmine is a very sexy and confident woman,” Abbie said to me.
“She’s a good laugh,” I said.
They came back and sat down, but I was standing at the bar having a drink with an old colleague, catching up with him. I could see Noel and my wife having a good chat, but no Jasmine. I wondered where she had gone.
My phone buzzed again. It was a text from Jasmine.
“I’m waiting for you in the disabled toilet.”
I didn’t reply and kept chatting. My phone buzzed again. I opened it and it was a picture of her tits. They looked amazing.
I replied, “I’m on my way.”
I excused myself and went to the bathroom. I knocked on the door. She opened it quickly and pulled me inside.
“I’ve wanted your hard cock all day,” she said as she kissed me hard.
Our hands were all over each other. Her pussy was soaking wet, and I was rock hard. She got onto her knees and started to suck my cock, running her tongue up and down my shaft, gagging on it a little.
I pulled her up and tugged down the top of her dress, exposing her big tits. I started rubbing and sucking them, getting her nipples hard.
She pushed me away, hitched up her dress, bent over the sink, and said, “Daryl, fuck me hard and fast. I want to cum on that cock.”
She held onto the sink as I fucked her hard. Her pussy felt amazing.
“I’m gonna cum again,” she said. “Don’t cum inside me—I want to swallow it.”
I held onto her hips and fucked her fast and rough.
“Get on your knees now,” I said.
She took my cock into her mouth as I shot deep into her throat. She swallowed every drop.
“That was amazing. I knew you would be a great fuck,” she said as she fixed her dress.
“I’ll go first and you follow in five minutes,” I said. “And don’t mention this to anyone.”
“My lips are sealed, Daryl,” she replied. “This was very naughty of us—and a lot of fun. Do you think we can do something like this again?”
“Maybe,” I said as I left the bathroom.
I returned to the table with drinks, but my wife was on the dance floor with Noel. They finished and sat down.
“Where have you been?” my wife asked. “We got bored waiting and went for a dance,” she laughed.
“I got caught up with an old work colleague,” I said.
“Have you seen Jasmine?” Noel asked.
“No, last I saw her she was heading to the bathroom,” I replied.
“She’s probably caught up chatting to someone,” my wife said, laughing.
Just then Jasmine appeared and kissed Noel.
“Sorry—I was chatting away,” she said. “But I’m here now. What have I missed?”
We all laughed and enjoyed the rest of the night. We said our goodbyes and went our separate ways when the night was over.
