Michelle's Wedding - Sex Stories

Michelle's Wedding

... made it so much sweeter. I sucked on her nipple through that special, silky nightgown, quieting her from any more explanation, other than moans of pleasure. In spite of what had happened in the last few months, I still worshipped this woman! We spent fifteen wonderful years together and our relationship at the end was as good as at any time in our marriage. We spent the rest of the night either making out or making love. Sometime during the night, her nightgown came off as we re-discovered each other’s bodies. Much of the night is a blur to me, but I clearly remember Michelle on her knees and my cock plunging in and out of her from behind, then the mind blowing orgasm we both had. I knew Michelle was going to have a long, tiring day ahead of her, but I couldn’t care. I only had a few hours with her and wanted to make every minute count. When morning arrived, much too soon for me, Michelle gave me a long, lingering kiss before she slipped out of bed. I asked her, “Will we do this again sometime?” She looked at me kind of sadly and said, “I don’t know. I hope so.” As she stood naked in front of me, I noticed for the first time. “Your baby, it’s starting to show.” She rubbed her hand over her tummy, looking down at herself, then up at me and told me, “Yes, and she’s going to have a very special uncle.” She made me instantly curious, “She? Do you know it’s a girl?” “No, I’m just assuming. We’re not going to find out until she’s born either.” With that, she blew me a kiss and ...

... went into the bathroom. A few minutes later, Jacqui came into the room and sat down on the bed. “Did you have a good night?” “I think you already know the answer to that.” Then, I patted the bed next to me and asked her to join me. When she slid in next to me and we embraced each other, I’m sure she felt the tears that were dripping from my eyes. I felt reassured laying next to her, holding her tight in my arms and whispered to her, “Thank you for last night. You know I love you!” “Yes I know, and you’re welcome. I love you too.” We went to sleep in each other’s arms. About three hours later, Jacqui shook me awake and said it was time to get ready. After getting up and showering, I started to get dressed when the reality hit me. My wife was going to marry another man in just a little while! I walked back into the bathroom where Jacqui was putting on her makeup and told her, “I don’t know if I can do this.” She looked at me, taking both my hands in hers and said, “Yes you can. I’ll be there with you and it’s okay if you cry, I understand.” I managed to finish dressing and early that afternoon, we arrived at the little Church where the ceremony was taking place. We sat down on the bride’s side next to another couple we didn’t know. There wasn’t a large crowd there, but enough that it was obvious Michelle had made several friends since moving. Mike’s side was much more crowded. When Michelle’s mother walked in accompanied by a man in a suit, I assumed the best man, she saw me and ...