Confetti - Sex Stories

Confetti

... groin.

“I’m very active in the bedroom,” protested Colin.

"No, you're confused, dear boy. Sophie is active, but not very passionate. You struggle with getting hard. You both have made a commitment to accept it, but Sophie here is very, very frustrated by it all." Iain said as he rubbed bother their shoulders.

Sophie’s body language changed. She turned slightly away from Colin and moved half a step away.

“Colin, you invited me. I guess to try and show people that Sophie’s feelings for me don't threaten you,” he said as he noticed the distance between Colin and Sophie grown, and the distance between himself and Sophie shrink.

“I’m not. Sophie and I are married and happy. You had your chance and blew it,” Colin said in a stern attempt.

“I know I did. I’m here only because you invited me. I wanted to wish you both well,” Iain said as he shook Colin’s hand before stepping forward to kiss Sophie. His thin, cold-looking lipslingered on her soft, smooth skin. Her hands moved to his arms and she held him.

“Congratulations, I hope you both will be very happy or as happy as a frustrated wife can be,” Colin offered before walking past them and into the hall, Sophie’s grip on his shirt, not letting go until he virtually pulled himself free.

She watched him as he entered the hall and began to chat with a group of ladies that had her mother in it. “Why didn’t you tell me you invited him?” Sophie was angry with her husband.

“I just wanted to show him what he ...

... missed and to show you I’m not threatened.” He said as he kissed her.

Sophie smiled; she kissed him back, and they made their way into the hall.

Speeches

Sophie had struggled to take her gaze away from her old flame, sitting at the closest table to theirs. intently Iain chatted at the table. Sophie noticed that the whole table seemed to value every word he spoke. They were hanging onto his every word.

Iain would often look up at her and raise his glass or smile; she felt herself giddy every time he did, and she would look away and blush. It then suddenly hit her; could she make him jealous, and, if she could, would that mean he still loved her? Sophie moved her hand to Colin’s arm. She waited till he looked over again and pulled Colin’s arm from the table. She shuffled into him as best she could with the ruffled wedding dress restricting her movements. She pressed her face to his and kissed her new husband.

Colin, surprised by her kiss, allowed her to sit on his lap and continued kissing Sophie.

Sophie broke from the kiss, pulling the strapless dress back up, as it had slightly ridden down with her movement. Sophie looked from her new groom. She felt a sudden rush as the seen Iain was looking on intently.

Sophie's mind processed and invented a past. If only she had managed to see him during her stalking him phase, after he broke off the romance, she could have convinced him he still loved her. She could have shown him her newfoundpassionfor him. Sophie was ...