As our hands explore, I feel his desire pressing against me. I drop my hands to his waist and then to his ass and pull him closer increasing the pressure of him against me.
A soft moan escapes me. When I grab his ass, he quickly follows and his hands settle on my ass. They squeeze my ass cheeks and then massage them softly but firmly.
We eventually come up for air and I hastily look around wondering if anyone has seen us. I am beginning to feel guilty at being gone so long. He looks around too as if he senses my concern. He looks around again and in the next moment sweeps me off my feet.
I let out a surprised squeal and he quickly hushes me with his lips on mine.
Up ahead the path is lined by trees and he carries me through a gap in the trees on the left. A bigger tree stands behind the trees lining the path and he sets me down behind it out of sight of the path. Pressing me against the tree, he kisses me hungrily again. His hands are all over me and mine are all over him.
What are you doing? You dont even know this man that well. My inner voice is talking non-stop, taken aback by my sudden recklessness. I dont normally do this. No, wait. I never do this, have never done this. Im living a little, I answer my inner voice. Now shut up!
Ricks hands find the hem of my skirt. I feel his hands as they settle between my thighs. He ends our kiss and looks at me astounded.
You little tart, he whispers. Youre soaking!
I cannot tell a lie, I whisper with a smile.
Its all it takes. He lifts my skirt over my ass and I feel the trees bark press against my ass briefly. His fingers find the elastic of my panties and pull them downward.
I dont stop him. I dont resist. I should be getting back to the reception but dammit, I cant help myself right now. I have never been this hot for anyone in my life. There are so many elements right here that make me want this here and now.
Were outside, we could be discovered, he is a handsome, confident, sexy stranger who could have anyone he wants but he wants me. This is so passionate. We hardly know each other but we want each other. Theres nothing to make us overthink this. Its just a man and a woman giving in to their carnal desire.
He pulls my panties down and I step out of them as I rest my hands on his back. He straightens and holds up my white lace thong. Its my favorite. It must be lucky.
I look from my panties to him and blush. He brings them to his nose and smells them. He inhales deeply and then lowers them as he looks at me.
You smell so good, he whispers. I want you. He moves closer and I let him. I want him. My walkie-talkie crackles sounding like a scream in the quiet darkness around us.
I grab it and key it.
V here, go, I say.
Its Jessica. Her voice crackles over the walkie-talkie, We need you at the reception.
Im on my way, I say.
Rick looks at me, his eyebrows raised.
I blush. I have to go. Sorry.
He holds up my panties, with a questioning look.
Later, I say as I straighten my skirt. I need to get back
He pulls me to him and kisses me again quickly. Dont let me keep you. Maybe we can continue this after the wedding?
Maybe, I say as I pull away and make my way back to the path. I feel the coolness of the night air and freedom now that I am commando. I have to admit that it feels good. You little slut, my inner voice says. I answer it and it falls silent, Yeah, youre loving it as much as I am. Youre in the same body remember? I realize Ill have to remember to be careful when I bend over and sit down. I can do that I tell myself.
I key the walkie-talkie as I walk briskly back to the reception. Whats needed? I ask. I never ask whats the problem? It has negative connotations and I am superstitious that it will bring bad luck and so I avoid referring to anything as a problem.
Bar limit checkpoint, my assistant replies.
Wow! I think to myself. This party is pumping. The bar limit checkpoint comes when eighty percent of the allocated budget had been reached. It is one of my standard operating procedures. When this point is reached, I seek approval to exceed the limit and confirm a new limit with whoever is footing the bill booze bill. I estimate the party still has at least two hours to go and there is no way the budget will last. There are a variety of options available to limit the cost and its time to speak to Trishs father who is paying in this instance.
Okay. Ill get back to you, I tell Jessica.
VIOLA
I get back to the table and sit down beside Ashley after the new bar limit has been confirmed. She looks at me and smiles.
You were gone a while, she smiles knowingly waiting for me to spill the beans.
I had to sort out the bar limit, I reply blushing. I wasnt with him all the time.
Could have fooled me, Ashley says. Bursting with curiosity, she asks, What did he want?
To get together after the wedding, I smile.
Really? Ashley asks surprised. He doesnt take it slow does he?
I blush again as I think of just how slow we didnt take it. I shake my head not trusting my voice to answer as I avoid Ashleys gaze.
You tart! she whispers. You didnt!
Didnt what? I ask feigning ignorance but still not looking at her.
I know you, Ashley whispers again. You dirty little girl! she teases.
I look at her and feign offense. Get your mind out of the gutter, I smile.
Cmon. Tell me, tell me! she whispers, begging like a little child.
I have worked with Ashley for a long time and we are good friends. She knows me well and I know her well too. Im enjoying stringing her along.
We didnt I say and let the thought hang in the air.
but? she prompts.
I had to come back here for the bar limit but you can call me commando, I say as I sip my drink.
Commando? Ashley asks confused and then it hits her. Her hand flies to her mouth as she realizes what I mean. Oh my
I smile at her and wink. Then her eyes flick to a point above and behind my head and a moment later I hear his voice again.
Is this seat taken? he asks.
Of course not, and if it was, it would have become vacant right now just for you, I think before I reply. No, but Im guessing its about to be.
That all depends on whether youll permit me to be seated, he smiles as he waits for permission.
What a gentleman, I think wondering what hes done with my panties.
Please be seated, I say and then add, You dont need my permission.
He pulls the chair out and sits as I look at Ashley. She gives me a quick wink and then excuses herself from the table. I want to ask her to stay but its too late.
Can I steal you from your busy schedule for a few more moments?
You may, I reply.
I have to say that youve truly outdone yourself with the immaculate planning and execution of this wedding. Its fabulous. Rick says lightly. His voice is confident. It has an authoritative but kind tone. One that says, Im in charge and I know what I want. I get what I want too.