Rocket1010
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John Robinson looked at the wedding invitation one more time.
Mr. & Mrs. Thomas Quincy cordially invites you to the wedding of their daughter
Angela Sue Quincy
To
Robert Alan Jones
The rest of the invitation was a blur as John thought about attending his friend's wedding. He and Robert became friends at the gym, playing early morning basketball before they both headed to the office for the day. Robert is an engineer and John an investment advisor. After a few months of playing ball together, Robert came to John for some financial advice. John made a few smart investments for Robert and when Robert saw how much his portfolio grew, John became his personal advisor.
Now staring into his full-length mirror in his bedroom, he stared at his 29-year-old, 5'10" body that was still in good shape. His stomach was tight but not the six pack you see in all the commercials on social media. His thighs were large and the appendage that hung between them was enough of a size to satisfy the women he had dated.
He ran his hand through his light blonde hair and then looked at his muscular chest that he kept in shape by lifting weights and playing basketball with friends.
The small group of men got together regularly for cards and other entertainment. John was the only one in the group without a steady girlfriend. The men usually gave John grief about not having a regular girlfriend and tried to fix him up with women but he always found he hadn't yet found the right one.
John knew about the wedding for months, tacking the invitation onto his refrigerator. But now that the day was approaching in a few weeks, he knew he had to respond to the invitation. He had broken up with his latest girlfriend two weeks ago and didn't have a steady girlfriend to take to the wedding. Looking at the invitation, he whispered, 'I'll just have to attend the wedding alone.' He knew he was going to get a lot of teasing from his friends as to why he was all alone at the wedding. But he couldn't skip the wedding. That would not be good for his friendship. Sighing, he indicated on the RSVP card that he was attending alone.
John looked away from the mirror, seeing his two dark suits laying on the bed. He shook his head, knowing he had another problem besides not having a girlfriend. The suits were old and since he got his investment business started, he found he didn't need suits for everyday work. The suits laying on the bed were only worn in the past at funerals. Those were not appropriate to wear to a wedding which is supposed to be a gala event.
He thought of going to a men's store but figured why pay high prices for a suit he probably would wear once. John remembered seeing some clothing at the Quality Thrift Shop when he visited looking for some photographic equipment. Did they have suits? It wouldn't hurt to have a look at what the store might offer and besides, he thought, I'm most likely only going to wear it once.
At the store he looked at some photographic equipment before heading to the clothing section. The clerks were busy with other customers as he started looking at different styles of suits. In a nearby aisle, a woman caught his eye. She was looking at dresses and seemed to be deep in thought as she picked up one, surveyed it, put it back on the rack, and then picked up another dress to look at.
At first, John ignored the young woman, trying desperately to decide on what suit to purchase. But there was something about the woman that kept attracting is attention. She was shorter than him with a very sexy hour glass figure and a very healthy chest that made the tank top she was weaving look too small.
Again, he tried to ignore her but when he stepped to the other side of the aisle, she came into full view. Besides her chest being a focal point on her upper body, her full round ass cheeks, complimented her bottom part of her body. And in between, her warm bronze tummy, is exposed between her very tight-fitting jeans and tank top. It looked to John that she must have struggled to get into the tight jeans but he couldn't deny, she was a beautiful woman.
He turned his attention to his suit selection when an idea popped into his head. Why not get her advice. He held two suits and began walking toward the woman, looking at her dark hair done up in a ponytail. Her hair swung freely when she moved her head and then she turned toward him when he approached her.
"I'm sorry miss to disturb you but I was wondering if you could help me. I need to buy a suit for an event and I can't seem to make up my mind." He held up the two suits, one a charcoal grey and the other light blue. "Can you give me your advice on what you think would look good on me."
Mr. & Mrs. Thomas Quincy cordially invites you to the wedding of their daughter
Angela Sue Quincy
To
Robert Alan Jones
The rest of the invitation was a blur as John thought about attending his friend's wedding. He and Robert became friends at the gym, playing early morning basketball before they both headed to the office for the day. Robert is an engineer and John an investment advisor. After a few months of playing ball together, Robert came to John for some financial advice. John made a few smart investments for Robert and when Robert saw how much his portfolio grew, John became his personal advisor.
Now staring into his full-length mirror in his bedroom, he stared at his 29-year-old, 5'10" body that was still in good shape. His stomach was tight but not the six pack you see in all the commercials on social media. His thighs were large and the appendage that hung between them was enough of a size to satisfy the women he had dated.
He ran his hand through his light blonde hair and then looked at his muscular chest that he kept in shape by lifting weights and playing basketball with friends.
The small group of men got together regularly for cards and other entertainment. John was the only one in the group without a steady girlfriend. The men usually gave John grief about not having a regular girlfriend and tried to fix him up with women but he always found he hadn't yet found the right one.
John knew about the wedding for months, tacking the invitation onto his refrigerator. But now that the day was approaching in a few weeks, he knew he had to respond to the invitation. He had broken up with his latest girlfriend two weeks ago and didn't have a steady girlfriend to take to the wedding. Looking at the invitation, he whispered, 'I'll just have to attend the wedding alone.' He knew he was going to get a lot of teasing from his friends as to why he was all alone at the wedding. But he couldn't skip the wedding. That would not be good for his friendship. Sighing, he indicated on the RSVP card that he was attending alone.
John looked away from the mirror, seeing his two dark suits laying on the bed. He shook his head, knowing he had another problem besides not having a girlfriend. The suits were old and since he got his investment business started, he found he didn't need suits for everyday work. The suits laying on the bed were only worn in the past at funerals. Those were not appropriate to wear to a wedding which is supposed to be a gala event.
He thought of going to a men's store but figured why pay high prices for a suit he probably would wear once. John remembered seeing some clothing at the Quality Thrift Shop when he visited looking for some photographic equipment. Did they have suits? It wouldn't hurt to have a look at what the store might offer and besides, he thought, I'm most likely only going to wear it once.
At the store he looked at some photographic equipment before heading to the clothing section. The clerks were busy with other customers as he started looking at different styles of suits. In a nearby aisle, a woman caught his eye. She was looking at dresses and seemed to be deep in thought as she picked up one, surveyed it, put it back on the rack, and then picked up another dress to look at.
At first, John ignored the young woman, trying desperately to decide on what suit to purchase. But there was something about the woman that kept attracting is attention. She was shorter than him with a very sexy hour glass figure and a very healthy chest that made the tank top she was weaving look too small.
Again, he tried to ignore her but when he stepped to the other side of the aisle, she came into full view. Besides her chest being a focal point on her upper body, her full round ass cheeks, complimented her bottom part of her body. And in between, her warm bronze tummy, is exposed between her very tight-fitting jeans and tank top. It looked to John that she must have struggled to get into the tight jeans but he couldn't deny, she was a beautiful woman.
He turned his attention to his suit selection when an idea popped into his head. Why not get her advice. He held two suits and began walking toward the woman, looking at her dark hair done up in a ponytail. Her hair swung freely when she moved her head and then she turned toward him when he approached her.
"I'm sorry miss to disturb you but I was wondering if you could help me. I need to buy a suit for an event and I can't seem to make up my mind." He held up the two suits, one a charcoal grey and the other light blue. "Can you give me your advice on what you think would look good on me."
