Wedding Party

Wedding Party
by Lord Malinov

“What did you tell her?”

“I told her that he was a good guy.”

“She took that to heart.”

“She broke up with Jake.”

“I guess he wasn’t at the reception, was he? I didn’t notice, I guess. When did that happen?”

“Last weekend. She walked in on him.”

“Doing what?”

“Ashley, you know from the gym.”

“Wow. I never liked him anyway.”

“No one did. She broke up with him Saturday but we knew they were falling apart months ago.”

“So that’s why you paired her off with Mike. I was wondering, just because of the height difference.”

“He’s a giant. But Missy is pretty tall too.”

“Not at tall as Samantha.”

“I thought it would be nice. No one was clocking the wedding symmetry.”

“He’s been really down since he broke up with Karen.”

“That’s why I thought it would be nice.”

“What if she hadn’t dumped Jake?”

“It might have incentivized her, maybe. Mike’s a good guy.”

“What does that mean?”

“Jake’s been cheating on Missy. I don’t think Mike would do that to her. It’s not enough to make a relationship but it is a step up.”

“No. Mike would never cheat. He’s not that kind of guy.”

“I knew what I was doing.”

“She wasn’t very friendly with him last night, at the dinner.”

“I hadn’t talked to her yet. She was in one of those moods where all men were to blame. She couldn’t keep that up without spoiling the wedding so she reigned it in. And I told her Mike was a good guy.”

“Did you see them dancing together?”

“Her attitude changed by then.”

“I’ve never seen Mike move like that. Missy was bumping.”

“They almost ran back to the coat room after that.”

“No way.”

“I saw them take off and Steven saw them go in the coat room.”

“Did they?”

“It was only five minutes but when they came back, she’d lost her bra.”

“You’re kidding.”

“Definitely disheveled.”

“I thought her makeup looked a bit wrecked.”

“They were grabbing each other and copping feels all night.”

“I saw some of that. She grabbed his dick at one point.”


“Maybe they’ll get married. We could screw at their wedding.”

“You know what they’re doing right now.”

“Same thing we’re doing?”

“Yeah but we’re doing it while knowing that they’re doing it and they’re doing it while knowing that we’re doing it.”

“Some kind of super sex.”

“Do you think they’ll get married.”

“Shut up and fuck me.”

About David Cain

David Cain, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet - author of Witch, Song of Songs, Journals of Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances and others ...
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