A few years back, I was attending a wedding for a couple of friends from college. Weddings aren’t really my thing but I decided to go anyways. It was in a small town about forty-five minutes away. I got dressed up and headed out the door.
I arrived at the wedding and immediately noticed one of the bridesmaids, she had curled brown hair, piercing green eyes, a smile that would light up a room, and a very low-cut dress that barely contained her stunning breasts.
After the ceremony, we were all congratulating the newlyweds, and I had planned to go to the reception which was about half an hour back toward my place. The bridesmaid needed a ride to the reception so I offered her to ride with me. She accepted and we headed that way. During the trip, it was casual talk about the wedding and how nice it was, nothing more.
When we made it to the reception, she took her seat at the front table with the rest of the wedding party and I found a spot with the rest of the guests.
As the night progressed, dinner was over, the cake was done and people started dancing. I had noticed her flirting with one of the groomsmen. Good for him, I thought, they walked down the aisle together so they had that going for them. He kept bringing her strawberry champagne throughout the reception. I ended up sticking around till the end because let’s face it, free drinks. As I was getting ready to leave, I went to tell the couple who got married, "congratulations," again, and that I was getting ready to head home. As I was up there talking to them the bridesmaid came up to me and said that I was her ride. Jokingly, I said, “Well, it’s time to go then.” To my surprise, she was ready to leave, and she was coming with me.
By this time, a couple of hours had passed; she and I were several drinks in, and both were flirty with each other. We started the back way home because we had been drinking.
Within a couple of minutes, she said she could hardly keep her boobs in her dress and I said that I hadn’t noticed, to which, she playfully slapped me on the arm and said, “I saw you looking at them all night. Do you want to see them?”
“Of course, I blurted!” She pulled them both out right there in the car and they were perfect, size double-D on a small framed girl in her mid-twenties. I told her how amazing they were, and she reached over and started rubbing my leg.