I met Julie while we were in college. Initially, I thought she was out of my league when it came to dating. She was 5’6" 125-130lbs, pale skin with blonde hair and blue eyes. She was big into golf which is why we hung out often. She started dating a friend of mine and the three of us would golf 4-5 times a week and hang out together too. Over time, Julie and I became more like b*****r and s****r. Talking trash, she was always getting on me about girls I dated, nothing was off limits. Julie and my friend dated for three years before getting engaged. They asked me to be in their wedding.
Over the next few months, Julie shared with me that she had mixed thoughts on getting married. Then she dropped a bomb on me, when she asked if my fun flirting meant more than just fun. I quickly answered it was just fooling around but the seed was planted. I fantasized about being with Julie but never thought it could actually happen. Julie and I didn’t talk for a few weeks.
Then one night she drove 50 miles and showed up at my door. She had tears in her eyes and was shaking. The timing couldn’t of been worse since my girlfriend was staying with me. I invited her in and we sat on the couch together. Julie was about to tell me something when my girlfriend came out wearing just a shirt and panties. Julie was sharp and her quick wit made a story about her getting into a heated argument with her fiancée. My girlfriend bought the story and went back to bed. I walked Julie to her car. She grabbed me and kissed me. I pushed her off me and said we couldn’t do this. Julie got mad and slammed her door. I ran after her as she sped away.
The next day I texted Julie to see if we were cool or not. She didn’t respond until three days later. While I waited to hear back from her, I pondered about being with her. I thought of Julie when I was with my girlfriend and imagined fucking her. I wanted to be with her. So when Julie did text me back I called her. I told Julie how I felt about her but this time Julie’s feelings for me had cooled. I had missed my window.
It was the weekend of Julie’s wedding. Things between us were back to our normal playful sides. She was giving me crap again and I was fishing it back. Julie was happy and I was happy for her. The rehearsal and dinner flew by and it was the day of the wedding. The service was perfect. After pictures, we finally made it to the dinner. We didn’t get to sit long before it was speech time and then cutting the cake. The night was lots of fun talking to friends and dancing. My girlfriend wasn’t much of letting loose on the dance floor…as for me.. let’s say I wasn’t afraid to try 🙂 On the dance floor, I was dancing shaking my thing with Julie. The music was loud so you had to shout into ears just hear each other. Julie looked so good. She told me she loved me. I told her I lived her too. She kissed me on the cheek and we hugged.
The party was winding down and people were leaving. Just the parents, a few friends and the entire wedding party were still there. We had taken the party outside because it was too hot indoors. Everyone was sweaty. Julie was saying goodnight to her parents as she motioned I e to come over. Julie, her folks and I talked for a few minutes. The reception was at the same hotel everyone was staying at. I put my arm around Julie, in front of her folks, and said try to not make too much noise tonight….this was nothing new from me and was to be expected. Julie’s folks laughed and I went back to my girlfriend. She was a bit tipsy from the drinking and so I took her to our room. Julie and her new husband rode the elevator up with us. My friend, Julie’s husband, looked like he was about to pass out. He gropped Julie as we rode up. We got out and went in opposite directions to our rooms. I waved at Julie as we entered our rooms.
My girlfriend got undressed and put her PJ’s on and was asl**p, snoring as I was getting out of my tux and hanging it. I washed up a little when I heard a faint knock on my door. It was Julie, she was wearing a T-shirt and cut off sweatpants. She was barefoot. I was just in my boxers. She crept into my room quickly and quietly. We moved into the bathroom and I shut the door. Julie looked at me, she looked nervous. I wasn’t sure for a second but I moved into her and we kissed. It was hard and hot.
I plunged my hand down her backside into her sweatpants. I touched her bare skin …she wasn’t wearing any panties. Julie pulled my boxers down and I pulled her pants off. She pulled her shirt over her head. I picked her up placing her on the bathroom counter. She rubbed me, I touched her while we kissed. Julie grabbed my cock as I kissed her neck. I lifted her legs up as Julie’s back pressed up against the mirror. She guided me into her. She was so moist. The slurpy sound was loud compared to our heavy breathing. We just looked at each other while I pumped into her. We both looked down watching my shaft enter into her. We didn’t say anything, Julie grabbed onto me as I bore deeper and deeper into her. Her legs wrapped around me and I pulled her close. I looked into mirror and couldn’t believe this was happening. It o my lasted a few short minutes until I shot my load into her. Julie’s legs shook. Sweat covered our bodies. I kept pumping after I ran dry, wanting to hold her longer. Our bodies relaxed, and Julie kissed me softly on the lips. She pushed me back and slipped off the counter. Julie dressed quickly and I just stood there watching her. We kissed on her way out the door. I watched as she tiptoed back to her room.
I didn’t fall asl**p for the next few hours. I washed myself with a small towel and soap. Finally I fell asl**p only to be woken up by my horny girlfriend…..I guess I was rock hard when she got up. She sucked my cock and then rode me as penance for falling asl**p on me. All could see was Julie when she was on top of me. We had sex once more in the shower before getting dressed for breakfast. On our way back we ran into the new married couple. They both had that "I just had sex look" on their faces. Julie barely could look at me. We talked briefly about how great the wedding was. I told them it was a night I wouldn’t soon forget looking at Julie. She smiled at me.