I’ve been crazy busy lately.
My former employer has brought me in to consult on the current market situation.
It’s been nice to have something constructive to do and to be honest the money’s not bad either.
But this last week it was all about my friend Stacy’s wedding.
Rehearsals and final fittings filled up my time
I could almost see my Kaaren lusting after the bridesmaids dress. And the bridal gown.
Honestly he would have been adorable in either one.
Stacy was so happy and rightly so. She deserved it
I was paired up with the grooms younger brother for the ceremony and he was a cutie, a bit too young for me but that wasn’t bothering me.
Like his brother, the groom, he seemed a little shy and quiet. Both traits that turn me on.
I was trying to behave myself but all the while I was thinking about getting into his pants.
The bachelorette party was pretty typical. Some strippers with big dicks. One of whom was so obviously gay that I think he was booked by mistake.
But the girls had a good time. So did I. I don’t get to play with big dicks as often as I’d like these days and I do enjoy them very much.
Anyway, the ceremony was lovely. Stacy made a beautiful bride and her new husband was very handsome.
I don’t think anyone else noticed that their vows were slightly different.
She promised to love and honor.
He promised to love, honor and obey.
It made me smile when I thought of her making that distinction clear to him.
We were hustled off to the reception at a very nice catering hall and put into a waiting room till the guests arrived and were seated.
Getting a rare moment alone with Stacy, I asked her about the difference in the vows. She laughed and told me that she knew that I would notice, apparently no one else mentioned it.
She pulled me and her new husband aside and told me to put my hand out. Then she nodded at him and amid much blushing he held up a small key and asked me if I would do him the honor of being a keyholder for him.
Stacy was grinning from ear to ear as his face turned beet red.
She gave me a conspiratorial wink and so I played my part in this little drama/comedy.
I asked him what on earth could a key like this be used for.
I didn’t think it would be possible for him to redden any more than he already had but I was wrong.
All she said to him was. “Show her,”
He didn’t argue, he sighed and turned his head to see if we were alone.
Then, he reached down to open his pants.
The first thing I saw was the pretty, white satin and lace panties. And a noticeable lack of body hair.
He had obviously been coached on what was expected of him and he lowered the undies, allowing me to see the small plastic cage containing his smallish penis.
When I reached out and gave his tight little package a little shake I could actually feel him trembling.
I tilted his chin up so I could see his face and smiled. I told him I would be happy to help him by holding his key,
He thanked me, again as I’m sure she had instructed him to, and quickly rearranged his clothes to cover up the evidence of his new life.
I gave Stacy a big hug and kiss and thanked her for thinking of me when she made this decision.
And then I hugged him and whispered to him that he was the luckiest man in the world and that he would never find another woman that would love him like my best friend.
We returned to the group and waited for our time to make a big entrance to the reception.
My escort, let’s call him Charles, asked where I had been and I smiled and told him I’d been having a little talk with the newlyweds.
I slipped an arm around him and we stepped over to get a couple of little nibbles while we waited.
Need I tell you how horny all this had made me?
I don’t think he realized it yet but before the night was over I would have him .
But that was for later.
I’ll write that up on the other blog.
Mrs K
