I can’t forget the day when my sister got married. And not only because it was one of the most important days of her life and a special one for me also, but because I had met my love too.
It was a plot from romantic movies, in which I was the main character.
I still have goosebumps when I remember the adventure that was, and the emotional moments that I have lived. Now I am a happy woman and I remember those memories with joy.
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It was a Saturday of June, my favorite month of summer. My sister decided to get married at that period because it wasn’t so hot, it was a perfect weather. She and her future husband picked a priest and they chose to have the religious ceremony on an improvised gazebo on the beach. I liked the idea very much and I accepted to be their maid of honor. I was single at that time, and the bride’s man was chose to be one of the groom’s best friends. It happened that I had never had the chance to meet him in person, because he was away outside the country, he was a business man like my brother in law. I was a little bit upset that we couldn’t meet at the rehearsals , it would have been great and a lot way easier , if we knew each other before the big event. I couldn’t choose one of my friends because it had to be one man from the groom side, so I agreed with the situation. The big day finally arrived, I was very nervous and excited to see my sister married. I was wearing a purple dress, the best man had to wear a purple bow tie also, the bride had purple flowers in her bouquet and the groom also a purple bow tie. Everything was like in the movies, perfect, except one thing: the best man was being late. I became so angry and impatient, the priest arrived and everyone else, but he wasn’t there. I began to mumble and talk about him very ugly in front of everyone, when suddenly all of them remained silent and behind me the best man arrived. When I turned around, I felt the most ashamed woman in the entire world. He was looking so handsome, he was brunette, not a lot taller than me, he was actually perfect. He had dark brown eyes and a stunning smile. He apologized for his delay, but the plane didn’t arrive on time. I apologized also for my “dirty talk” and everyone burst into laughing. Indeed the life beats the movie. So , after the tension, the ceremony began. It was such a lovely one, it was a dream. But the most spectacular thing for me was that I couldn’t even concentrate at the priest’s words, because all that I was watching was him, Eric. He noticed my interest and he was checking me out from time to time, we were smiling to one another, and we were flirting with our eyes. It was such a big attraction, I could even imagine him naked , he seemed to me very virile and charming. I was telling myself that I need to focus and to be serious, but it was in vain. After the ceremony was ended, we had to put flowers on the guest’s shirts, me and the best man. At some point, I was having the basket with those thingies and his hand and mine practically touched one another, we looked in each others eyes and for a few seconds I was just drowning into his deep eyes. A guest woke us up , telling to hurry because we needed to arrive at the restaurant. I wouldn’t wanted to let him go, but I had to. We both smiled and we continued our task.
After we finished with the work that we needed to done before the restaurant, some arrangements and stuff, we had to go home and change in the evening outfit. Lucky us that we were staying pretty close. I was hurried and Eric surprised me that he was so helpful and responsible with everything, he seemed a reliable man. I was even sorry that I misjudged him so badly. So, because I had some free time I went home, I change in a flash into my evening dress and I must add that I was looking pretty hot. I arrived at the restaurant and Eric was standing in front of the door waiting for me. When he saw me he looked at me with some big and amazed eyes , he offered his hand to help me and he said:
– You look stunning, partner. I guess that my friend didn’t lie when he said that I was going to have the most beautiful girl on my arm.
I smiled, I was so nervous and my heart was racing. I felt special, appreciated and indeed beautiful. We stepped in and everyone was starring at us. It was a great party , we ate, and after the bride and groom waltz , Eric invited me also to dance. He was holding me into his arms, he made me feel comfortable, we joked about some stuff and we danced so romantically. At some point he grabbed my waist closer to him, and I hugged him, and I felt his sensual perfume and his breath into my ear. It was definitely love at first sight. He asked me if I was single and if I want to go outside to take a walk before some wedding traditions that we had to deal with. We went out , and when we were exactly in some private area, he pulled me towards him and he kissed me. It was the most sensual and breathtaking kiss ever. We began to touch each other, we were practically trapped in our world, we forgot about the wedding and our duty. He put me with my back on the wall of some stand that was near the restaurant, he captured my hand stuck on the wall and he started to kiss me all over my body, first my big voluptuous breasts, then my belly and then he pulled up my dress slowly and put his tongue on my leg, and then he entered under the dress and licked my pussy who was already wet and craving for him. I reached the climax and we stopped, I mean he stopped, without even have the chance to repay him for what he did to me. We both realized that we were gone for a while and we ran to the restaurant. Everyone there was waiting for us, we had to steal the bride and so on. My sister gave me a judge like look and then she looked at her husband and they whispered something to each other and then they laughed. I looked at Eric, I didn’t understand what was the problem, and the Eric told me that my hair was a little messed up. I got instantly red on my face and we burst into laughing also. It was one hell of a wedding, a beautiful , yet adventurous and problematic one. But it definitely worth . Now I have some golden memories to share with my children, about how I met their father.
So, love doesn’t ask you if you are ready. It just bumps into your life , it surprises you and it makes you feel fortunate and good. I am really a very happy and satisfied person since I met the love of my life, Eric. He knows how to treat me , he respects me and above all, we honestly love each other deeply. So glad that I met him.
