Rebecca looked over the driveway to guests of the husband. The church was filled with well dressed and sophisticated men. There was one, however, that stood out from the crowd. She could not explain why, but there seemed to be deep in him that others did not. It was dark and raw air, perfect hair and a perfect outfit that seemed to be a disguise, hiding his true nature. There was something beneath the surface of this magnificent man she could not understand and which attracted. 

Turning his head back towards the altar, Rebecca thought about how much she loved weddings. There was always an excitement about them that made her tremble with joy. The dresses, the flowers, the joy on the faces of everyone, all this brought out the woman in it. Rebecca was 23 years old and had not had much practice as women, but at weddings it came naturally. Flirting, sexuality, confidence, she became someone else and she liked it.

When the groom down the altar, she focused his attention to the magnificent man. The man watched the ceremony, but not like a close friend.

“A boss, perhaps? A distant relative? “She thought.

Continuing to think in his heart, she was still staring when he turned slowly and looked also. He had green eyes. She loved green eyes. Well than normal, Rebecca would have immediately looked away, embarrassed, in the context of marriage, she smiled and pointed to his neck abroad. She did not know why she did it, but it felt good. She felt naked before him and the idea of ​​undressing in a room full of people excited him more.

As the ceremony progressed, she looked at the man and intermittently, as if they were synchronized, he turned each time at the same time. She threw shots quick look to make sure it was still there, and falling each time on those hot green eyes looking at her, she turned and smiled.

When “yes final” were said and the clergyman pronounced them husband and wife, Rebecca was the first to stand up to applaud. The bride was one of her best friends from college and she had met her husband a few times over the years following graduation. He was a good man. Her friend had found a “good” and they were assured of a long and beautiful life together. Rebecca said that if the union does not deserve a standing ovation, then what could possibly deserve.

It was a thunderous applause from the audience that the newly married couple down the altar. While leading the ovation, Rebecca became aware that, although it may represent something quite normal, she would never have had the courage to do in real life. Because it was not an ordinary time, but the first day of the new life of her friend. It was special. And once again, seeking look manly and sexy man, she found him with a wide smile. He seemed impressed by what Rebecca had done, and feeling there any approval, it never felt so woman.

Toasts that followed were funny and touching. Once or twice, she wiped her tears. But it was when the meal was over and the drinks began to flow as the real party began.

Twirling around the dance floor, Rebecca danced with different people. As soon as she saw someone dancing alone, she dragged him into the group. His real focus, however, was always focused on the beautiful man. He was sitting at a table and exclusively male was engaged in an intense conversation. The only information which proved that he had not forgotten his stolen glances were not wanting to blow every time a beat to his heart.

After a moment, while Rebecca had drunk a few glasses, the man turned to the dance floor and looked. Always surrounded, she had yet feel they dance just for him. And under the influence of the beautiful scenery and alcohol, she felt her femininity flourish for him. 

Not caring who might well look, she closed her eyes and put her hands on her thighs. Subtly pushing her breasts with her arms, she crouched stirring hips. His movements were slow and she gave herself fully into each of them. Fresh air kissed her neck and she tilted her head back. Heat between her legs grew, its enclosed dress up a little higher on his body with every movement.

Opening her eyes again, she felt she needed to be touched. She had the feeling that his skin was on fire and only the caress of his beautiful man could turn it off. Plunging again into the green eyes of Adonis, an aura seemed to cover it. As if radiated waves of energy that drew people to him. Staring, she realized she could not resist him, even if she wanted to. And when he leaned subtly head to the side to make him a sign to follow, she blushed desire.

The stranger looked away and stood up slowly. Taking a sip from his glass and offering men a tight smile, he walked towards the exit. Rebecca looked at the table of men. None of them marked his absence. Thus ensuring that nobody else in the room could watch it slowly left the dance floor and headed for the exit.

Rebecca could hardly bear the seconds were going to flow. With his chest heaving, his heart beating fast in anticipation of what might happen. And when the night air live touched her wet body, she trembled. Whether because of the cold or nerves, she did not care much. Nothing could stop him now. She wanted to let go and do not be taken until she felt his hands on her bare skin.

Rebecca stood in front of the main door of the reception room, gaze sweeping the ground in search of his mysterious man. Beyond a parked limousine, she found no one. There was even a movement in the bushes. Beginning to think she had been abandoned, she saw emerge from the open door of the limousine the thief with green eyes.

She examined the lines of the stretch limo. Parked right in front of the building, it had to be married. Her friend had told Varsity Rebecca that her husband came from a wealthy family. This limousine had to be to them, but the handsome stranger had one foot in yet. Knowing she could not resist its attraction, she descended the stairs and felt her inhibitions disappear As she approached him.

Sneaking next to the man who gave off a sweet smell and sweet, it was the first time she rode in a limousine. It was both spacious and luxurious. And when the door closed behind the man in dark gray, all she could do was to lay back and wait for it to leap over it.

Rebecca felt that first on his body, while green eyes roamed the feet to the head, were fleshy and warm lips on his neck, the sensation took his breath away. Sinking into the leather seat, she knew she was already experiencing ecstasy. And when his hand touched his crotch and went inside his closed thighs, she swallowed fun. Even with little sexual experience she had, she knew she was being wet.

When the thick fingers of her lover penetrated her wet mounds satin silk panties, she squealed.