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[fellatrixlestrange]

Christina giggled at the bartender's offer to witness, or help. It was probably not the right thing to do, as John was visibly annoyed. She couldn't help it, though. She was turned on by the attention, even if she had no particular interest in the bartender. She refocused on John, a subtle turn of her body that said enough. She put her hand on his thigh.

"You better be ready to prove that," she whispered to him, when he made his claim about canning honey.

He didn't seem too bothered, as they made their way to the table. He introduced himself, and her, to the others.

The two women were Gloria and Bridget. Gloria was glamorous and sexy in a MILF-leaning-toward-GILF way. Bridget was standard modest lady. Patrick and Duane, their husbands, wore standard suits. Patrick was greying naturally, Duane was hiding it. Both were doing a bad job of pretending not to check out her cleavage. She blushed, but there was no denying that the attention excited her.

Bridget started with the questions, and Christina told the truth... sort of.

"We really only met a few weeks ago," she said. "Like, it's probably sooner than I'd really want to introduce him to my whole family, you know? But... well, I didn't want to be at a wedding with him and pretend like I didn't know him. But by the time we decided to... to be each other's official date, I guess? The seating chart was already done, and...."

Gloria saved her from babbling on. Unfortunately, she was right. That was her sister. She drained the wine, took a deep breath, and pasted on the brightest smile she owned.

"HEY!" she said, and gave her a quick hug, radiating phony cheer. "So, this is John! John, this is Madeleine. I can call her Maddy, you'd better get permission. John and I are still, um, getting to know each other?"

"Anyway," she said, turning to her sister, wide-eyed. "What's up?"

 

[Rocket1010]

John turned in his seat to see Chistina's sister approaching their table. She had the same questioning look that he remembered seeing at the church. When Christina stood, he too stood, facing the woman. He noted Chrissy seemed very cheerful as she gave her sister a hug.

He extended his hand to greet her as Christina formally introduced him to her sister. "Hello Madeleine. It's nice to meet you." He smiled and chuckled a little hearing Chrissy tell him she could call her Maddy but he needed her permission before he could call her Maddy.

John grinned when Chrissy looked at him, adding that the two of them were still getting to know each other. But she turned to her sister and wanted to know what's up. John had a feeling the sisters didn't see eye to eye on a lot of things but he wasn't about to weigh in on any family issues.

"I just wanted to make sure you got here ok," Madeleine said looking directly at John. "You rushed off from the church without a word with this man who I didn't know and you know how I worry about you."

John sensed the other people at the table, especially the women were all ears. He was sure Gloria and Bridget loved the possible intrigue of family squabbles and would be whispering once they were alone. And only God knows how they could spread rumors to the other aunts at the wedding reception about what they preceived they heard.

Making a bold move, he draped his arm around Chrissy's neck, his hand dangling perilously close to her breasts, John gave Madeleine a generous smile. "Madeleine, it's nice to meet Chrissy's family. We met a few weeks back and didn't realize we were going to be at the same wedding." He stopped for a moment, seeing Madeleine's children at a table across the room with their father.

He glanced down at Chrissy's cleavage, realizing he could move his hand a mere inch and cup one of her large globes. He could only wonder what they looked like in the flesh but he knew he would have to wait until they were alone. So with great effort he resisted moving his hand a few inches to caress her breasts and continued. "So rest assured I only have the most honorable intentions and we were about to go back to the bar for a refill.."

Madeleine looked at John and then at Christina. Her gaze seemed unwavering as if she were waiting for a reply from her sister to confirm that John was not the devil. Then as if she didn't hear John's explaination, she looked at Christina and spoke. "We are right over there if you need anything ..... ok sis?"

Then from behind them, Gloria called out, "don't worry Madeleine. We'll make sure they behave."

Bridget seemed to echo her words, "Yeah we'll make sure they don't get into trouble."

John rolled his eyes. He couldn't wait for later in the evening when they could slip out of the reception.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

"I'm fine, as you can see," Christina told her sister, trying not to be too annoyed. It wasn't that Maddy's intentions were bad. She was just an older sister, being protective of her younger sister. She was also the mom of two young children, and Christina thought Maddy sometimes got confused about her role.

Then John stepped up, draping his arm around her shoulders. For a moment, she thought he was going to slip his hand into her dress right there in front of Maddy and everyone, and the thought was absolutely mortifying. And hot. She felt her brain go a little fuzzy, and she tried to think of something to say.

John was feeding Maddy a story... selected truths that gave a pretty misleading impression. Then he said his intentions were honorable, and she giggled.

"I hope not," she said, softly enough that she could pretend it was for his ears only, but knowing Maddy would hear it, and that it would twist the stick she kept up her ass.

Maddy tried to ignore it, but there was a visible flinch. Then she brushed it off and said she would be right over there.

"Thank you, Maddy, really," Christina said.

Then the older women chimed in. They would make sure the young couple behaved. Didn't get into trouble. As if Christina didn't have enough of her own relatives trying to run her life for her, now these two aunties of her cousin's husband felt entitled to get involved. She kept her mouth shut, smiling at everyone as if everything was great.

"Yes," she said. "We'll behave. There will be no trouble here."

 

[Rocket1010]

John stifled a laugh when he heard Chrissy say softly that she hoped not to his comment that he had the most honorable intentions. He did have the most honorable intentions while they were at the wedding reception. Afterwards, it was a whole different matter. John had heard her innuendos and took them to suggest something sexual. The thought of having sex with Chrissy was always on his mind.

John still had his arm around Chrissy's shoulders as they watched Madeleine leave to go back to her table. He saw the young children watching from their seats and knew at some point the young children would want to see their aunt. But for now he could only imagine they were instructed to behave and wait for their mother to return.

Glancing at the smiling older women, John gave them a curt smile. He bet, given half the chance, they would jump at the chance to dance with him. Especially Gloria who looked the perfect part of a MILF on the hunt. As for Bridget, she dressed way to conservatively but who knew what rage under her snooty glances.

And for the men, John knew, given half the chance if their wives weren't with them, would sidle up to Chrissy. They would try to act sophisticated and nonchalant, making small talk and gazing down her low cut dress to get a good long look at her cleavage. He bet their cocks were getting hard right now thinking about what it would feel like to sink their cocks between her soft mountains.

"Let's go get a refill," John suggested with his arm still draped over her shoulder. Unless she physically removed his arm he was going to leave it. Walking to the bar, which now had a line, he chuckled, "So you think we'll behave do you."

Out of the corner of his eye he saw Madeleine watching them like a hawk. "Your sister is watching .... why don't we give her something to see." John twirled Chrissy around before she could say anything and pulled her against him, feeling her breasts crush against him. "How about letting her see us kiss for the first time."

John didn't give Chrissy a chance to say anything or move away as his lips met hers for the first time. He held her tightly against his body as his lips pressed against hers. His tongue slid along the ridges of her lips waiting for them to part so his tongue could enter and explore.

He sensed other onlookers watching them, not knowing this was their first kiss. And, of course, he knew Bridget and Gloria along with their husbands would be watching.

He wondered if she would reciprocate with a return kiss or would she try to push him away. Either way, he got what he had thought about for three weeks and her lips felt absolutely great.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

Christina gave a soft sigh of relief when Maddy finally pushed off. She half expected John to pull his arm off her, but instead, he led her towards the bar again. She liked the feeling it gave her, to have him holding her so protectively. If it even was protective, she thought. She was old enough to start understanding how differently actions could be intended. She wasn't sure more wine was the best call. Especially when she had been told to stay out of trouble and behave by a couple of older ladies who had met her five minutes before.

"I'll behave," she muttered, when John asked her. "Behaving badly is still behaving."

Then he suggested a first kiss. It was hardly the most romantic scenario. A first kiss is supposed to be about the person, not sticking it to her sister. She opened her mouth to tell John maybe it was too soon, but his lips covered hers before she could get the first word out.

For a heartbeat, she was just shocked, but then she realized it was done. She could either commit to the bit, or ruin it entirely. She leaned into it. Her arms slid around his neck, and her tongue swirled around his. It turned out, her body thought the moment was just fine, and she felt her toes trying to curl, even as she lifted herself up to him.

After ten or fifteen seconds of making out in the middle of the room, she pulled her lips away.

"Any more and we're going to get Glory and... what'sherface fired from their jobs as chaperones," she whispered. "Let's get those drinks before I do something responsible."

 

[Rocket1010]

For a brief hectic moment, John thought he made a bad mistake, giving Chrissy their first kiss in front of a crowd.

When she leaned into the kiss, he felt a little bit more comfortable when she slid her arms around his neck. He reveled in the feel of her tongue snaking into his mouth to play with his tongue.

It was not a long kiss but it was long enough to let him know he wanted more of her kisses. There was something magical about her kiss. And even though the kiss was short it did get the attention of some of the other guests. He was breathing a little harder when their lips parted.

John was about to tell Chrissy he was sorry for the kiss but she spoke first, telling him their old chaperones would be fired if they continued. And then she offered they should get their drinks before she did something responsible.

John wondered if she meant doing something irresponsible but he remained silent and said, “yeah that’s probably a good idea.”

They waited in line and John noticed the bartender smiled when they arrived at the front of the line. John reordered their drinks and then they walked back to their seats. The older men had smiles and John figured they wished they could kiss the young lady. Gloria and Bridget didn’t say a word but he sensed they wished their husbands were so bold as him.

John leaned close to Chrissy. “I was going to say I’m sorry for my forwardness but I’m not. I have thought about kissing you since we met and I want to do it again and again. Did you enjoy the kiss?”

Just then a booming voice sounded, announcing the arrival of the wedding party. As the MC announced the parents, the couples did a little dance as they strolled into the reception hall.

Everyone cheered and clapped as each couple did their own dance steps. John put his arm around her shoulders and knew he would have to wait for Chrissy’s answer.

 

[fellatrixlestrange]

Christina noticed John hesitate at her line about doing something responsible, but he didn't ask, so she didn't explain herself. Why should she? He had already shown himself willing to kiss her in front of everyone. She didn't think she needed to egg him on any further. Not before they ate, anyway.

They got drinks and made their way back to the table. To her surprise, he leaned in to apologize. She smiled, and then he asked if she enjoyed the kiss.

He had been there, hadn't he? She had slid her tongue in his mouth, she had clung to him like she was going to climb up him, and he wasn't sure if she enjoyed it. She giggled, but before she could answer, the MC announced the arrival of the wedding party. It was a whole thing, apparently, and she was glad she didn't have to dance in front of everyone. Everyone clapped, and then John put his arm over her shoulder. She leaned against him, resting her head on his shoulder.

As casually as possible, she rested her hand on his thigh. Her fingers teased, exploring.

 

[Rocket1010]

John had wanted some assurance that Christina liked the kiss but the wedding party dancing as they entered disrupted an answer from her. He remembered a couple of weddings in the past where the bridesmaids and groomsmen smiled and walked into the reception. Now it seemed each one had to try to outshine the previous one.

John got his answer in a most pleasant way. Chrissy put her hand on his thigh while his arm was around her shoulders. He felt her fingernails digging into the fabric of his trousers and then sliding back and forth. As the bride and groom entered doing their special dance he was sure they rehearsed over and over, John open his legs just a little wider.

He looked over his shoulder, seeing Gloria and Bridget smiling at the bride and groom, saying how cute they looked together. They were paying no attention to him and Christina. Their husbands also had semi-smiles on their face and he could tell they would rather be talking sports or something besides how cute the couple just married looked.

John wanted to grab Chrissy's hand and pull it up to the lump that lay in waiting at the joint of his hips. The father of the bride began to speak, telling eveyone how happy he and his wife were that they were helping to celebrate their daughter's wedding. John knew the meal was next, followed by speeches, and then dancing.

He leaned close to Chrissy's ear, whispering, "I dare you to see how far you can go?" He knew she knew what he was talking about and then added with a chuckle, "there is something growing further up just for you. Can you reach it and feel it before dinner?"