hand underneath the reception table to see just how badly he wanted her. "Let me be the judge of that," she uttered, then quickly unzipped his pants. Reaching inside, she grabbed his throbbing cock, then stroked him long and hard, fast and slow, quick and rough. He moaned in agony, then dropped his head against her shoulder and buried his face against her neck as he enjoyed the rhythmic delights of his wife's masterful massage.
Carrie leaned over and kissed him passionately as he shivered and squirmed next to her.
"It’s time to go. I can't wait anymore. Please, I need to make love to my wife,” Dylan said as she continued to play with his hard and firm cock.
"Say that, again."
"I want to make love to my wife." He moaned as his sister Katie approached them with purpose. Carrie immediately slipped her hand out of her husband’s pants, zipped his fly and patted his massive cock down.
"What's going Dylan and Carrie? Why all of the affection? You don't have to pretend in front of me," a concerned Katie stated with a puzzled look on her face. She hadn't meant for her words to sting but what other choice did she have? She couldn't risk her brother hurting Carrie over some legal arrangement. She loved them both too much for that and as much as she enjoyed the look of joy on their faces, she knew it wouldn’t last. Her brother was incapable of devoting his heart to any woman, even Carrie.
“Katie, it’s not what you think,” Dylan firmly announced, but Katie’s verbal damage was already done. He immediately saw a tidal wave of insecurities wash over Carrie, forcing her to turn ice cold to the touch.
Lost in a mental fog, a million thoughts invaded Carrie’s mind at once. Did he really mean everything he told me earlier in the car? Is he really ready for our marriage to become a legitimate relationship? Can I really enjoy his sexual favors for a year without it destroying our friendship? Carrie felt sick to the core. Katie was right, their marriage was a sham and it would only end one way…with her heartbroken.
A nervous Dylan sensed the chilly reception from his bride and tried to reach over to comfort her, but to no avail. This was all his fault; he allowed the pain of his mother's infidelity to cripple him, so much so, that he had almost missed out on the one woman who had love him for nearly twenty years. He’d already made several big mistakes. He wouldn't risk hurting Carrie, again.
"I think it’s time that I delivered the groom's speech.” Dylan protested and moved swiftly across his wedding reception floor towards the microphone stand. The moment his deep baritone voice came piping through the speakers all eyes were on him. "Good afternoon, everyone. On behalf of the bride, my father and my beautiful twin sister, Katie, I want to thank you all for attending my last minute wedding. I am sure it came as a shock to many of you that I was getting married today. Of course, no one was more shocked than me." The entire crowd roared in laughter, but Dylan continued. "Seriously, I am a very happy man today because I found love in the most unexpected place. I found love in the heart and soul of my best friend." Dylan's eyes immediately turned to the main wedding table where Katie and Carrie sat. Both of their eyes were already filled with tears. His heart began to beat rapidly as he prepared himself for the ultimate confession. "When I was a kid, just ten, I met the most unusual girl. She was funny. She was awkward. She was bossy and extremely talented, but mostly she was my rock…my best friend. No matter where I went or what I did, you wouldn't see one without the other. My twin sister used to say, Carrie and I were conjoined twins, completely inseparable, and it was the truth. I never felt complete if Carrie wasn’t around." Dylan pivoted his body and swiftly moved towards the table where his wife sat. He continued, "During the most challenging moments of my life, you were always there for me to lean on. When I
Carrie leaned over and kissed him passionately as he shivered and squirmed next to her.
"It’s time to go. I can't wait anymore. Please, I need to make love to my wife,” Dylan said as she continued to play with his hard and firm cock.
"Say that, again."
"I want to make love to my wife." He moaned as his sister Katie approached them with purpose. Carrie immediately slipped her hand out of her husband’s pants, zipped his fly and patted his massive cock down.
"What's going Dylan and Carrie? Why all of the affection? You don't have to pretend in front of me," a concerned Katie stated with a puzzled look on her face. She hadn't meant for her words to sting but what other choice did she have? She couldn't risk her brother hurting Carrie over some legal arrangement. She loved them both too much for that and as much as she enjoyed the look of joy on their faces, she knew it wouldn’t last. Her brother was incapable of devoting his heart to any woman, even Carrie.
“Katie, it’s not what you think,” Dylan firmly announced, but Katie’s verbal damage was already done. He immediately saw a tidal wave of insecurities wash over Carrie, forcing her to turn ice cold to the touch.
Lost in a mental fog, a million thoughts invaded Carrie’s mind at once. Did he really mean everything he told me earlier in the car? Is he really ready for our marriage to become a legitimate relationship? Can I really enjoy his sexual favors for a year without it destroying our friendship? Carrie felt sick to the core. Katie was right, their marriage was a sham and it would only end one way…with her heartbroken.
A nervous Dylan sensed the chilly reception from his bride and tried to reach over to comfort her, but to no avail. This was all his fault; he allowed the pain of his mother's infidelity to cripple him, so much so, that he had almost missed out on the one woman who had love him for nearly twenty years. He’d already made several big mistakes. He wouldn't risk hurting Carrie, again.
"I think it’s time that I delivered the groom's speech.” Dylan protested and moved swiftly across his wedding reception floor towards the microphone stand. The moment his deep baritone voice came piping through the speakers all eyes were on him. "Good afternoon, everyone. On behalf of the bride, my father and my beautiful twin sister, Katie, I want to thank you all for attending my last minute wedding. I am sure it came as a shock to many of you that I was getting married today. Of course, no one was more shocked than me." The entire crowd roared in laughter, but Dylan continued. "Seriously, I am a very happy man today because I found love in the most unexpected place. I found love in the heart and soul of my best friend." Dylan's eyes immediately turned to the main wedding table where Katie and Carrie sat. Both of their eyes were already filled with tears. His heart began to beat rapidly as he prepared himself for the ultimate confession. "When I was a kid, just ten, I met the most unusual girl. She was funny. She was awkward. She was bossy and extremely talented, but mostly she was my rock…my best friend. No matter where I went or what I did, you wouldn't see one without the other. My twin sister used to say, Carrie and I were conjoined twins, completely inseparable, and it was the truth. I never felt complete if Carrie wasn’t around." Dylan pivoted his body and swiftly moved towards the table where his wife sat. He continued, "During the most challenging moments of my life, you were always there for me to lean on. When I
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