Had a wedding this past weekend

This weekend was very busy. I had the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner on Friday for my brother and now sister in law. Their wedding was on Saturday. And the brunch on Sunday. My buddy “DS” came with me. I’ve known him forever.

The entire weekend was a blast but the only downside was that I fell for my buddy that came with me. He’s the chivalrous sort; opened doors for me, helped me in & out of the car, etc. He was really attentive towards me, as he should of been (in my opinion), always made sure that we weren’t separated, got me something to drink, gave me his jacket when I was shivering. It was really sweet of him to be like this but he’s always been a gentleman for as long as I’ve known him.

The craziest thing is as we were saying goodbye to my brother and sister in law, my brother told me to be good and my buddy to keep his hands off of me. My buddy swore he was a saint (and he was) and I said that the only one between the three of us that was virgin was NOT me and my buddy turned a million shades red. I told my brother that my buddy doesn’t have anything to worry about, but my brother’s chef at my brother’s restaurant needs to watch out. My brother laughed hysterically and I winked.

It was kinda an awkward drive for a few minutes. My buddy asked how close my brother and I are; I said that we’re fairly close since my brother knows that I’ve been sexually active for  12 years. My buddy isn’t too thrilled to hear that but I gently reminded him that we aren’t dating. All he could say about that was: “Right”. He let it go for a few minutes and had asked me if my sex life got me into trouble. I said that it had on several occasions and I dropped it; I really didn’t want to talk about it. I’m grateful that he picked up on me not wanting to talk about it. After a few minutes of silence, I fell asleep in the car.

I’m not sure how much time had passed by but I woke up when I thought I felt weight on my left knee. I groaned a little as I shifted to let my buddy know that I woke up. His hand was on my left knee.

“You ok?” DS asked me.

“Mmmmm. In a few minutes I will. Guess I needed to rest my eyes for a little bit. The strangest thing woke me up.” I said.

“What was that?” he asked.

“What woke me up is feeling some weight on my left knee but then I realized that I was dreaming,” I said knowing that he was still resting his hand on my knee but acting as if I hadn’t notice.

“Well, I did. Didn’t mean to wake you up,” he said as he removed his hand.

“No, it’s fine. You can leave your hand on my knee,” I said. “If I was uncomfortable, you know I’d say something.”

He nodded his head in agreement. A few minutes past and I felt his hand slide up my leg to under my dress. He found my apex and moved my thongs to the side a bit so he could play with my apex. I was dripping wet and was moaning in pleasure. I glanced over to him and noticed that he was popping a tent. With one hand, I unbuttoned and unzipped his pants and reached into his silk boxers to grab his package. It was larger than what I imagined. I began to stroke his entire package.

“I need to pull over before we crash,” he said as he pulled into an empty lot near the highway. “Just don’t stop!”

I didn’t stop but I knew I had to end this before we had sex. I hurriedly stroked his member straight through his climax. I grabbed a tissue to clean up and then some hand sanitizer. I got resituated in my seat and put my seatbelt back on and didn’t look at DS. He sighed, put himself back into his pants and got resituated. Without saying a word, he started the car and we were back on our way. I pretended to be asleep so we wouldn’t have to talk.

“Hey,” he said as he squeezed my hand. “Thanks.”
“For what?” I asked in confusion.

“For the wedding,” he said. “We’ve been friends for quite some time. You’re a laid back woman but very reserved. I’ve never seen you really let your hair until tonight. I didn’t never truly know you until tonight.”

“Oh,” I said, not knowing what else to say.

He reached over and held my hand for the rest of the drive. Once we got to where we met, it took me a few minutes to collect my stuff from his car and close to 3 trips to bring everything back to my car. As I threw the rest of my junk in my car, I waved over my shoulder to say good night.

“No,” he said.

“No what?” I asked. I was totally confused.

“Come here,” he said as he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. “Thank you for inviting me to your brother’s wedding.”

“You’re welcome,” I said. “Please text me when you get home.”

Instead of answering me, DS leaned down and kissed me, his tongue gently opening my mouth. I acquiesce as I place my phone and keys on the hood of my car. We kiss for a few minutes until I pull away.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

“This. This is wrong,” I said. “You know how I feel about you but you’ve told me that you’re interested in someone else. This is wrong; you should be kissing her but not me. You’re messing with my heart.”

“I do care for her,” he started.
“I hear a ‘but’. I don’t wanna hear it even if you’re describing my fat ass!” I said.

“I’ve known you for years and always saw you as my friend’s baby sister; even when we reconnected a few years ago. When I saw you tonight, I swore I needed heart meds. You made me lose my breath!” he said.

“Oh, shove it,” I said. “You like someone else. I get it. When I get all cleaned up, guys want me. This is what happened with you.”
“Yeah, I do like someone else but for several months I’ve realized that I care for you as well,” he said.

“It’s one of us, NOT both of us!” I replied.

“I….” he started.

“If you had ever given me the chance, I could've shown you what love is!” I said.

“I never knew that I could feel this way about you!” he said.

“I know that I’m the prettiest nor do I have much, but you wouldn’t want for anything! You’d come home to a clean house, food on the table, a strong drink if you wanted and you could have me whenever you want!” I said as I began to cry. “Hell, DS, I’d wear dresses every day of the week if you asked me to!”

I grabbed my phone and keys from the hood of my car and hopped in. I slammed my door, put my keys in the ignition and roared off, blaring some Ozzy. Thankfully at 1 am, no one was on the road and I got home in record time. After letting myself into the house and letting the dogs into the fenced in back yard. I sent DS a text saying that I was home and wished him a good night. Twenty minutes later, my phone chirped. DS replied to my text stating that he was home as well. I replied with thanking him. I put my phone on vibrate, let the dogs in and went upstairs to take a shower to get all the hairspray out of my hair.

In the days since the wedding, DS has called me and texted me several times a day every day; wanting and desiring to talk to me I never responded. He’s sent me flowers to my brother’s restaurant and the other jobs I work at but once I read the card, I tipped the person who was delivering the flowers and sent them back with the flowers. 

I know that he’s conflicted with me and whoever the other woman is, but he has no right to be kissing me unless it was only me.