Message-ID: <21409asstr$943305002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: ann_douglas@hotmail.com Subject: {ASSM} AnnD"The Wedding Dance"MF(3/4) Lines: 320 X-Original-Message-ID: <81bs1p$6f3$1@nnrp1.deja.com> X-Article-Creation-Date: Mon Nov 22 16:46:59 1999 GMT MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=iso-8859-1 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit Date: Mon, 22 Nov 1999 16:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: ivans, dennyw, gill-bates The Wedding Dance by Ann Douglas (ann_douglas@hotmail.com) Part Three Quickly they moved over to where June was getting ready to toss her bouquet. She had already decided, much to more than a few guys disappointment, that she would do without the garter toss. So this was the end of his sister’s involvement in the reception. The new Mr. and Mrs. Morgan had to catch a eight o'clock flight anyway and would be heading for the airport right after this. "Everybody ready?" June called out over her shoulder from the balcony to the group of single women below. Almost as one, the twenty girls of various ages reached for the bouquet that the bride tossed back over her head. As Jack watched it fall through the air, it looked to be falling right into the waiting hands of Pamela Welles. Until another set of hands reached up and snatched it almost out of her grasp. Jack groaned loudly as he realized that the second set of hands belonged to Cindy Lewis. Worse yet, bouquet in hand, she was heading right for him. "Look what I caught, Jack." she said as she caught up to him. "Lucky you." he replied just a little sarcastically. "I was wondering if maybe you and I might ..." Cindy didn't get to finish that thought as for the second time in less than an hour Tina Royce interrupted her. This time you could forget about looks that could kill, Cindy looked like she was wishing she had a knife or a gun. "Jack," Tina said. "If you've said goodbye to the happy couple, we can get our coats and leave. It was so nice of you to offer me a lift home." "Um, I still have to say goodbye to June and Mike." he said, "Get our coats and I'll meet you by the door." he added as he handed her the check tab for his coat. "I'll meet you there." Tina smiled as she took the tab and watched him leave. "Well it was nice meeting you." Tina said to Cindy when they were alone. Cindy didn't return the goodbye. She’d heard all about Tina Royal from her mother and couldn't understand why any woman would get divorced after all the trouble a girl had to go through to get married in the first place. Ignoring her stare, Tina just smiled and went off to pick up the coats. She didn't have to look back to know that Cindy's eyes were burning holes in her back. "Here you go, Jack." Tina said as she handed the black haired teen his coat. "Thanks," he replied as he put it on. "Both for the coat and rescuing me from Cindy again." "Yes, that does seem to make me one favor ahead." Tina grinned. "But what I really wanted to say was that you really don't have to give me a lift home. I can just as easily take a cab." "Hey, it's okay. I really don't mind. Besides, if I stay my parents will find something for me to do. And like you said, I'm still one favor behind." Tina gave in and told him her address. It was in a new apartment complex on the far side of town. Jack had driven by there a few times and remembered there wasn't much there other than the apartments. And even they hadn't all been rented. Tina explained that she knew it was out of the way but it was inexpensive and when starting up a new business, every dollar counted. Since it was so far, she gave Jack another chance to back out. "My cars in the lot." he answered. As they drove along, Jack and Tina chatted to pass the time. Jack told her how he was going away to school come the fall, and Tina told him about her new business. "You must know Mr. Austin then," Jack said. "He runs the Office Bin. I go out with his daughter a lot." "Blonde girl, about five six, slim with nice breasts?" Tina asked. "That's her, Connie is her name." Jack answered, somewhat surprised at how Tina described her. "I wouldn't have figured that she was your type." Tina said. "Why is that?" Jack asked as he drove on. "Maybe I'm speaking a little out of turn." Tina apologized. "No, go on, I'm curious." "Well, to be frank, I would think that a young man like you wanted to sow a few wild oats before he settled down. Especially after I saw the way you avoided Cindy." "Sure I do," Jack laughed at the quaint way Tina put it. "But what does that have to do with Connie." "Well ..." Tina hesitated. "I can't say I know the girl well, having only met her briefly a few times. But I know her type well enough. Trust me, Jack, that girl isn't going to put anything out until that ring is on her finger. You'd have a better chance with Cindy." Jack listened to what she said, hoping that she was wrong. Yet the more he thought about it, the more he realized she was probably right. His sister had said pretty much the same thing one night when they were sharing confidences. "Well here we are." Tina said as she pointed out the small apartment complex on their right. Jack felt a little disappointed as he pulled into the parking lot. He had been enjoying both the conversation and the company. "It's a long cold trip back," Tina said as they pulled into an empty parking stop. "Would you like to come up and have a cup of coffee or something before you head back?" "Sounds like a good idea." Jack replied. Tina's rooms were on the fourth floor. It was a small apartment, living room, small kitchen, bedroom and a bath. Just enough for one person trying to save money. "Make yourself comfortable, Jack." Tina said as she dropped her coat on a chair. "The Mr. Coffee is already set up, why don't you just turn it on. I'll be right back." Jack watched her as she disappeared into the bathroom. Maybe the day hadn't turned out the way he had imagined in his early morning fantasy, but he'd had a good time nonetheless. He'd have his cup of coffee, head home, and have a date with his good right hand. Maybe he'd even think about those really nice tits of Tina's that he'd seen on the dance floor. For an older woman, she had a pretty nice body. He took a few steps into the small kitchen and turned on the coffee maker. There were a few mugs on the countertop so he took two and washed them out. There was milk in the fridge but he couldn't find any sugar. "Tina, do you have any sugar?" he called out as he checked the last cabinet and found none. "I think I'm out of it," he heard Tina say from behind him. "But maybe this will be sweet enough?" Confused at what she meant, Jack turned around. "Holy Shit!" he yelled as he completed his turn. Tina was standing a few feet in front of him -- stark naked! "Coffee, tea or me?" she laughed Jack was speechless. "I always wanted to say that." the woman added. "Wha ... wha .... " Jack tried to say. "I think the word you are looking for is what." the nude woman smiled. "What ..." Jack finally managed to get out. "See I knew you could do it." Tina said. "What are you doing?" Jack caught his breath enough to finally say. "I would think that was pretty obvious," Tina said in a calm collected voice as she walked past Jack and turned off the coffee maker. "I'm trying to seduce you." "Seduce me...?" "Well I figured I could beat around the bush for a while, keep giving out little hints and innuendoes." she went on as she turned around again. "Or I could take a page out of a movie I saw as a teenager and give you a good look at the whole package. I know no one is going to ask me to show my stuff in a movie like that actress, but I figured that hard on you had when we were dancing showed you were at least interested in seeing a little more. So take a look, Honey, I may not be Hollywood material, but all the right parts are there." Jack was indeed taking a really good look. Like he'd noticed earlier in the evening, Tina was a little on the plump side, but looking at her naked form he now understood the term big beautiful woman. Her breasts had to be at least 38DD's with really large pink circles in the center, almost as large as a soda can. She was pretty in a way he had never really thought about before. More importantly, she wanted him. To a young man who'd only recently gotten his first blow job, this was a heady concept. No mind games. No professing eternal love. No putting up with all kinds of crap and then being thankful for a hand job. All he had to do was say yes. With his cock as hard as it was, practically ready to burst out of his dress pants, it was hard to think straight. Hard turned to impossible as Tina reached down and pressed her hand against the bulge in his pants. "So what's it going to be, Honey?" Tina said as she rubbed his cock through the material. "Do we take this bad boy out to play, or should I go back and find my clothes? Although if I were you, I wouldn't take too long to make up my mind. Otherwise you might have an embarrassing stain in your pants the next time you take them to the cleaners." "I choose you." Jack finally said in answer to her earlier question. It seemed however that Jack did take too long to make up his mind. A loud groan issued from his throat as he felt his cock explode into his underwear. The combination of seeing Tina naked and her hand on his cock was more than he could bear. "Oh Dear," Tina said in mock concern. "It appears that you did wait a little too long. We better take a look at how much damage we did to your nice suit." Deft hands quickly undid Jack's belt and the clip/zipper combination that held up his pants. Tina pulled them down to find a large wet stain on his Fruit of the Looms. "Oh good," the older woman smiled. "Most of it is still in your underpants." Taking hold of the sides of his underwear, Tina pulled them down as well. His still erect cock sprang upward, covered with globs of whiteness. Jack looked down at the large naked woman kneeing in front of him. He had just enough time to get a good look at the top of her breasts before she leaned forward and took his come soaked cock between her lips. "Mmmm." Tina moaned as she slid his cock all the way into her mouth and used her tongue to lick it clean. "Oh God." Jack panted as he felt his cock in a woman's mouth for only the second time in his life. Tina continued to lick his cock for a few more moments, then slid her tongue down to his balls, licking them clean as well. She kissed each of them, taking them one at a time into her mouth. Finally, she ran her fingers along the material of his shorts and cleaned up what residue there still was there. Tina slid the two sticky fingers into her mouth and sucked them clean too. "Why don't we get the rest of this stuff off." Tina said as she pulled off his shoes and socks. Jack started to undo his tie but Tina reached up and stopped him. She said he should just relax and she'd take care of it all. Standing there, watching as his clothing came off piece by piece, Jack couldn't keep his heart from racing. Every time he felt Tina's hands touch his flesh, his heart seemed to skip a beat, then race even more to catch up. Finally, he was as naked as she was. "First things first," Tina said as she rinsed out his shorts in the sink and hung them on a towel rack to dry. "You know, with all the dancing and other exertions we've done tonight, I think we could both use a shower. It might be a tight fit in there for both of us, but I'm game if you are." And of course he was. (missing parts may be found at) Ann Douglas Web Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Ann_Douglas/www/ ASSTR Donation Page http://www.asstr-mirror.org/donations.html ********************************************************* Comments are the life blood of any amateur writer, the currency in which they are paid. It only takes a few minutes to send off a few lines, which is little to ask for in exchange for hours spent creating a story. So be sure to take those few minutes, it can only result in more and better stories in the future. ********************************************************* -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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