A few weeks back I stood as a groomsman at my college roommate’s wedding.

Though I knew most of the groomsmen, I didn’t meet any of the bridesmaids until the night before at the rehearsal dinner.

Right away, the maid of honor caught my eye. Her long, dark hair hung low on her back, brushing wide hips that gave way to a plump, perky ass.

I made my way to the bar, intent to lay the groundwork for a post-wedding tryst before any of the other asshole groomsmen could get in my way.

Of course, nothing good comes easy. I was halfway to the bar when my buddy’s grandmother caught sight of me. Intercepted by a boisterous bubby, I found myself being led away from the bar and onto the dance floor.

The bridesmaid and I shared a few flirtatious smiles throughout the night, but... Read More