Getting to know my friend's dad - the wedding

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This is my second story and I have enjoyed writing it for sure and hope that others might enjoy reading it. Please give me a little leeway but I'd love to hear any comments from those that read it. There is no truth to any of this, have fun. RyAnne8833 at Gmail dot com

Getting to know my friend's dad - the wedding - part 1

I'm not even sure if I'm going to go to the wedding.

Pam and Dan have been great friends to all of us but I feel like a loser right now. I'd have to say I'm the only one in our group invited to the wedding that is still single.

I live alone in a small apartment, which was great in college but now everyone is shacking up with their girlfriends and not even partying. Yeah they go out but now it is always double dates and what not.

I guess the bigger problems are; I don't even have a date, the wedding is four hours away and I can't even afford a room at the hotel.

My best friend Tom suggested I room with his dad but I'm not sure about that. His dad's a great guy but it would almost make me feel like more of a loser sharing a room with my buddy's dad.

As the wedding day approached I finally I asked Tom for his Dad's number to see if he would share his room with me. Tom didn't even give me any shit about it and told me that it makes sense to share a room and I could help his Dad out by driving together. Not that it made me feel any better having to share a room but also drive up with him, but none the less I'm going to make the call.

I got home and grabbed a beer to make the call. I sat down in my little living room and decided I had no choice but to give up a little dignity so I could make the wedding. I dialed the number.

On the fourth ring someone answered "Hello"

"Hi Mr. Jones, this is Ryan, Tom's buddy."

With a chuckle in his voice "Hi Ryan. You don't have to call me Mr. Jones anymore, my name is Jeff. What's up?"

"Well, Tom told me that you're going to Pam and Dan's wedding this weekend..."

"Oh Yeah, those two make such a wonderful couple. I'm really happy to see them getting married. It should be one hell of a party if I know Dan's Dad."

"I, um am thinking about going also, but I really don't have a room and thought maybe we could ride up there together?"

"Sure that wouldn't be a problem at all. I'm not going up until Saturday morning though."

I felt a little better that he had no problem with me riding up with him but I'm not sure if he knew I needed a place to crash more than a ride so I went on "Saturday would be just fine, I also was wondering if I could possibly share a room with you. I couldn't find a date so I'm going stag and everyone else is booked with their girlfriends. Tom said you plan on going by yourself up there."

Jeff happily responded "not a problem at all. It'll work out fine. I plan on getting on the road pretty early Saturday and make a few stops on the way up if you're up for that?"

We agreed that I would be at his place by eight Saturday morning and we'd get on the road. I didn't ask him where he wanted to stop but I was sort of at his mercy. I still can't believe none of my friends would let me share their room, even sleep on their floor. Oh well, I'm still looking forward to the wedding. It will be one hell of a party with all of us together with no reason to drive anywhere since the reception was at the hotel.

Saturday morning arrived and I dragged my ass out of bed by seven o'clock to head over to Jeff's house. When I got there I knocked and Jeff answered pretty quickly. He invited me in and told me to drop the bags by the garage door and join him for a cup of coffee. I was a little early I guess so I laid my garment bag down and followed him into the kitchen. This wasn't the house that Tom had grown up in since his parents divorced right after high school so I hadn't been in here before. It actually was really nice for a bachelor pad. In the kitchen Jeff was pouring me a cup of coffee.

Jeff asked nicely "do you want cream or sugar?"

"Ah, no black is fine with me."

I took my coffee and Jeff started some small talk about how life after college was going. I didn't really want to talk about it but was polite and we finished our coffee.

We got on the road about fifteen minutes later and headed north. As we travelled Jeff kept up the small talk and I guess he wore me out. I told him about my poor job hunt and even worse girlfriend hunt. He talked about his job and how he got there and then told me all about his divorce. It felt a little odd to have him talk so openly to me since I still felt like the little kid and he was just my friend's dad, but I guess that's what happens when you grow up. About three hours into the trip we made a stop at a local bar and decided to get a bite to eat. We both had burgers and a couple of beers. What really surprised me was Jeff bought and told me to save my money when I offered to reimburse him.

We did make a couple of stops at small cheese factories which surprised me for his planned stops. I mean who stops for cheese in the middle of nowhere? I think Jeff must have known what I was thinking so the rest of the trip he educated me in wine cheese and food pairing that he was getting into. He added that I would have to come for dinner sometime and he could show me. Even more surprising is the fact that I now would actually take him up on that after four hours together. I couldn't believe how comfortable I felt with him. Almost like a good buddy. I guess I have known him most of my life, but I am just getting to know him now as Jeff.

We got to the hotel and the wedding wasn't for another three hours so we decided to go to the bar for a drink. Of course I ran into a few of the other guys from school and their girlfriends so we joined them. Jeff's son Tom wasn't with them but I figured he'd join everyone soon.

Well to say we lost track of time was an understatement. Everyone else had headed back to their rooms and we stayed at the bar waiting for Tom as our excuse until Jeff mentioned the time. We only had an hour to get ready.

We both headed to our room to change. We hurried up to the room and Jeff asked who wanted to take a shower first.

I told him I would be quick. When we got in the room we both grabbed our stuff to get ready and Jeff beat me to the bathroom. I at first thought he was going to get in the shower since he took off his shirt but then he started to get his shaving stuff out at the mirror.

Now everyone knows that hotel bathrooms are far from big so I stood there sort of stupidly looking as Jeff started to shave. I didn't really know what to do until Jeff looked straight at me in the mirror and asked if I was going to get in the shower.

I stuttered a yes to him and went and turned on the shower. I was almost touching him just turning on the shower and I and no idea of how I was going to be modest and get into the shower.

Luckily I guess I had no time to think about it and just stripped off my clothes quickly and hopped in.

Less than five minutes later, Jeff still in the bathroom asked "Are you done yet?"

"I'll be done in a second" I replied.

"Well that's about how much time you have before I just come in there with you" Jeff responded.

I wasn't sure if he was serious but I cleaned the last of the soap off and turned off the shower. I hadn't thought of a towel when I got in so I had to ask for a towel from Jeff.

Jeff pulled open the curtain and had a towel in his hand for me. I was a little embarrassed by him opening the shower but he was also standing there completely naked. I guess he was ready to get in.

I took the towel and stepped out. It was so tight that I had to brush up against him as I stepped out. I said something stupid about being sorry and he didn't say a thing but bent over and turned the shower back on and hopped in. I was a little shaken by being so open and naked with my buddy's dad but figured we didn't have time for modesty and we were both guys, but I had never really been in that close before with another naked guy. Yeah there were showers in high school and all but they were always large spaces with room. Never had I had the lack of personal space. Oh well, I decided I should shave quickly and did just that. I was about half way through when Jeff asked if I could grab him a towel.

I grabbed one and when I turned to hand it to him he was standing in the shower with the curtain wide open dripping wet waiting for it. I handed it to him and he thanked me but I really couldn't believe where my eyes went. I didn't want to look but I guess it happens. I took the biggest look at his crotch. When I caught myself I quickly turned around to finish shaving but I guess I still could see him in the mirror. He didn't dry himself too fast and he made his body very visible to me. I guess I was a little mesmerized by him being naked in there with me. I kept looking at his body as I tried to shave. He was a lot older than me as you'd guess but he kept himself in good shape. His abs were flat and he had a well defined chest, much more than mine. I also had to note that his cock was huge. I mean it must have been larger than mine hard when his was soft. It also must not have been circumcised. The head was just poking out a little and it looked almost purple. There was a ring of skin that seemed to hug the head. As he was drying he worked on his crotch probably more than necessary and I know I watched more than necessary as he pulled the skin back to dry himself.

Jeff draped the towel over the curtain rod and got out of the shower naked. He patted my ass as he said "You'd better hurry up we have to get going" and walked out naked. Thank god I had a towel wrapped around my waist because for some reason I think I was getting a woody.

I finished up quickly and headed into the room to get dressed. Jeff was naked still getting his stuff ready. I was really feeling awkward and tried to timidly get my boxers on and have a little more modesty even if Jeff didn't need it.

It didn't take too long before we were both ready and headed to the wedding.

The wedding was on the back lawn of the hotel. Quite a picturesque setting with a beautiful lake as the backdrop. Pam was wearing the standard white gown and the bridesmaids wore yellow. I have to say she looked great. I know all brides look nice but I really was amazed at how she looked.

The ceremony was nice and short and we all enjoyed cocktails outside together before the dinner inside. I was able to catch up with a bunch of my friends and was having a great time.

Dinner was pretty normal for a wedding but someone must have found out that Jeff and I came up together since our seats were next to each other. I couldn't complain too much since I was enjoying drinking and chatting with him by now, but I sort of wished I was with more of my friends. I still had a good time.

One thing that should have stood out was the fact that Jeff was getting more touchy feely with me. It could have been our comfort level, his fatherly niceness or the alcohol but I didn't mind. I should have stopped him but I didn't want to since I actually liked the little physical attention. I mean his hand was on my thigh about half of dinner and I think he was playing footsie a bit under the table. I think it was just a game and we had fun. He even fed me cake when the newlywed couple had their cake. It was sort of funny and I played along.

After dinner the dancing started and I was ready to have some fun. I was on the dance floor right away and being without a date I had to find people to dance with. It wasn't really a problem since all the girls liked to dance and a bunch of their guys sat at the bar. I must have dance with all of the girls and through the night Jeff got into the action with me. He must have looked a bit like the old man out with all of us but he seemed to have fun.

Now this was a traditional wedding and they had to do the garter and bouquet toss. I of course was forced out with all the single guy, and let me tell you that was few. As luck would have it I caught the garter. I had no idea why I was even trying, maybe it was the competition that made me go for it. I was proud and ended up putting it on my leg and we all went back to dancing.

Now I wasn't only dancing, I was keeping hydrated and Jeff was helping me along. Since it was only beer for the open bar I was having a bunch of those but through the night different guys kept buying shots for everyone and I think Jeff might have been one of the main contributor of the shots.

Well the fun couldn't last forever and the wedding couple headed off. After that the place slowly thinned out and most of the girls I could dance with were off with their boyfriends. I ended up actually dancing with Jeff before the last dance was called. I think he would have danced the last dance with me but I didn't want to do a slow dance with a guy so we headed to the hotel bar that was still open since the wedding bar was shut down.

Now when I came up here I thought it would be an all-night rager but there was no one in the bar. I mean no one. Jeff followed me to the bar after I declined the dance offer and we sat down together.

We joked that everyone else must be too old and I'm not sure if we really were too wrong. We ordered a couple more drinks and Jeff ordered us some shots. I asked him if he was trying to get me drunk and he laughed saying he was going to take advantage of me later. Well I did think it was pretty funny so we cheersed and had our shots. The bar was pretty quiet and I did find Jeff's hand on my thigh again but he was playing with the garter. I had forgotten that I had it on until he was slipping a dollar bill into it. We both chuckled after I asked what I was going to have to do for the money, but he didn't answer that question. It must have been our third shot at the bar when Jeff knocked over my drink and it spilled completely in my lap. I was pretty looped up so it wasn't that big of a deal but I couldn't stay in the bar anymore.

Jeff was really apologetic about being so clumsy and he quickly paid our entire bar tab saying that we need to get up to the room so I could take off my wet pants.

Our room was a few floors up and we took the elevator up. The elevator doors opened and Jeff led the way still saying he was sorry for being so clumsy. As we walked to our room there was a napkin on the floor which was a little out of place in the hallway so Jeff bent down to pick it up. I had just guessed it was a napkin but as Jeff opened it up we were both surprised to find out it wasn't.

Jeff had spread in his hands a pair of women's panties. We both sort of looked at each other and laughed. I was the first to say that someone must have had one hell of a time to lose those. Jeff laughed and held them up for us both to admire. We continued towards our room and both started to try to guess who might be the owner from who was drunkest before the end of the wedding. I know there were a few drunken girls but we weren't sure who was on our floor. As we got to our room Jeff put the panties into his pocket and opened the door for me.

We went into the room and Jeff suggested I get my wet pants off. I took off my pants in the room and said shit, my boxers are even wet'. Now this must have given Jeff and Idea since he pulled out the panties and said I'll give you Fifty bucks in you put these on with your garter'.

Quickly I shot back are you fuckin' insane? I'm not putting those on' But even as I protested Jeff was pulling out his wallet. He had a crisp fifty in his hand and the panties in the other holding them out to me. Now I was in a conundrum about what to do. I mean fifty bucks was a lot of money, especially just to try on a pair of panties. Finally I said fuck you!' but I took the panties and walked into the bathroom. After closing the door I looked in the mirror to try and figure out how drunk I really was. But as I looked in the mirror all I could see was my own hard on developing. I have no idea why I was getting a boner but I was and the silky panties in my hand felt ever so nice. In all my years I had never tried on girls panties but I have always admired the lingerie section of ads. Maybe I was getting hard from the thought of the girl in the panties or maybe it was the panties themselves. I quickly stopped looking at myself and pulled off my boxers and put the panties on. Surprisingly they fit nicely, they weren't anything special. Just a simple pair of black panties with a little lace in the front. My cock wasn't too hard and I pushed it into the panties and they held it there nicely. I have to admit that they felt pretty nice. No, really nice. Just big enough hold my cock in and as I ran my hand across my ass I loved the feeling of the silk.

I was thrown out of my thoughts as the door suddenly cracked open.

I quickly covered myself but all that entered was Jeff's hand as he said `don't forget this' and there was the garter.

I grabbed it out of his hand and pushed his hand out the door, this time locking the door.

Jeff said through the door `I'm getting some ice I'll be back in a second.' And I heard the door close behind him.

After putting the garter on I cracked the door and looked around the room to see if I was alone. Jeff had actually gone out to get ice, so I came out of the bathroom. I felt pretty funny wearing panties and a garter but I guess I was wearing the garter all night so it shouldn't feel too funny. As I walked further into the room I passed the wall mirror. For some reason I couldn't help but to check myself out. I had never been a really big guy and now looking at myself in panties, showed how skinny I really am. I pulled my shirt up and check out my ass and how the material really fit nicely around it showing the contours. As I checked myself out I noticed how funny my socks looks so I pulled them off and sort of was posing this way and that. Since I was alone I wasn't worried about looking silly so I kept checking myself out.

How my shirt hung looked a bit funny since it stopped right at my crotch level and just looked out of place. So I took off my shirt and looking at myself in the mirror just in the panties I noticed how slim my legs were and how tight panties really showed off my long legs. Not that I wanted to see myself this way but it just jumped out at me. I sort of looked like a flat chested girls. Now this got me just a bit self-conscious and I grabbed Jeff's shirt from the bed where he left it and put it on. His shirt was a lot larger and hung down nicer on me covering my crotch at least.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door which threw me out of my trance and scared the shit out of me. I just stood there not knowing what else to do until I heard Jeff through the door "housekeeping".

I joked back the beds are all made, come back tomorrow' as I walked over to the peep hole. I peeked through and there was Jeff with a bucket of ice. I guess I had to let him in and there wasn't anywhere for me to hide to open the door. I cracked it open and Jeff smiled saying thanks for letting me in...' I hid behind the door as much as possible as I let him in and quickly closed the door. Well, as I closed the door I guess I let Jeff get a nice look at my backside because he gave me a little whistle and patted my ass as he walked by. I must have blushed because he looked back at me and said `you look good like that. Want me to make you a drink?'

I accepted by saying `you best make it a big drink since you talked me into wearing these' and with that comment I lifted up the shirt and showed him the panties. I don't know why I showed him or really why I must have wanted to show him the panties but I figured it was to get the fifty bucks. As I held the shirt up he walked back over to me quickly and ran his hand up my thigh to my ass. "They do fit you pretty well, and I like my shirt on you'

I had forgotten I had his shirt on `thanks, mine didn't cover much and your was just lying there, I hope you don't mind'

"not a worry, it looks better on you' Jeff told me as his hand continued to rub my ass. It actually felt nice having his hand roam around my ass but I did still have the realization that this was really wrong. I mean I knew I shouldn't have another guy feeling my ass, even if it was in a pair of panties. And I really knew I shouldn't enjoy having his hand there either.

I broke the silence quickly how about that drink...' Jeff took my suggestion and left my ass alone to go and make our drinks. He asked me to grab the glasses from the bathroom and I brought them over to him. He must have wanted to be a smart ass since he said thanks sweetheart' and filled both glasses.

Jeff handed me my glass and toasted me `to the lovely couple and their new marriage' I clinked my glass and sipped on my drink. It was some sort of scotch, which I was not accustomed to drinking, so I took it slow.

Or at least I thought I was taking it slow. Jeff and I sat down and were chatting when all of a sudden Jeff was pouring me another. I guess I shocked myself when I noticed that I actually needed a refill. Whatever scotch he had was way smooth.

In no time he was again refilling my glass and we were laughing and having a great time just talking.

After he refilled my glass he asked `so what do I get for fifty bucks?'

I laughed and asked "you want more than this?' and stood up and slightly raised my, his, shirt over my ass and seductively ran my hand over my smooth panty covered ass.

I immediately felt his hand join in the attention being given to my ass as he responded `Yeah, I think I should get a little more, but this is a nice start. Shake that booty girl'

And I did just that. I started to gyrate my hips as his hands cupped my ass cheeks. I really don't know what I was doing but it was starting to turn into a little dance. We had the TV on to the music station and I was moving to the beat of the song.

I didn't even notice I was doing it but I was starting to give him a lap dance basically.

His hands were directing my movements as they explored my backside. He let them continue to roam along my thighs and back up the front side. I don't know why but I let them explore. The warmth they gave as they caressed different parts of me had my head floating in space.

Before I realized it I was sitting in his lap, still gyrating my hips, and his hands were under my shirt going up my stomach.

It wasn't until his fingers found my nipples that my brain even let me know what was going on. But when his fingers found my nipples and I involuntarily let out a moan that I realized how sexual this had gotten.

I reached up and grabbed his hands to attempt to stop them, but his fingers kneaded my nipples gently and I had a hard time really wanting to stop him. He whispered into my ear `you are so sexy, let yourself enjoy it'

His breath on my ear made me realize how close he was and as he talked the warmth of his breath let the words sink in. I continued to move my hips in his lap and as I closed my eyes my body was responding to his touch and all I could see was the memory of his cock from the shower earlier. The smooth skin protecting his head, and how much larger it was than mine to make me feel like I was nowhere near the man he was.

I had to make this stop. I could feel his cock and I was thinking about it hardening up below my ass and all that separated it from me was the thin silky panties and his zipper. And I don't know if his zipper is strong enough to hold him back.

I turned my head to tell him to stop, but my lips never got a word out because he met them with his lips. It was just a soft kiss. Almost like I accidently touched my lips to his, but we know that wasn't what happened. And as I didn't really pull away he kissed me again, but with more pressure. I turned my head further to meet his lips and started kissing him back. This must have been what he needed, I needed, because I helped his hands on my chest and as he opened his mouth I eagerly let his tongue enter my mouth to meet with my tongue.

Now I know I could feel his cock getting stiff under me and I really liked the feeling as I slid my ass up and down it. I couldn't believe how big it felt under me.

I know it had been awhile since I have kissed a girl, but his passion had taken ahold of me. I could feel his power as his tongue darted into my mouth, leaving me wanting more of it. His hands moved as we kissed and he was driving my hips into his cock as I tried to continue to feel him through his pants.

It didn't take long but our kiss felt like it lasted forever, but Jeff pulled away and said `I need to get a little more comfortable' and he moved his hands down my thighs around to my ass and lifted me up. I stood up not knowing what I have just done, but following wherever he directed me. I looked back and Jeff had quickly removed his pants and underwear. I stared back at his cock as he got himself back into the chair and as he moved around I was enamored by how his cock bounced around.

I didn't even have time enough to finish all my thoughts before his hands were pulling me back into his lap as he said `now we can finish this dance you owe me.'

The end of this section. I think I'll continue this relationship in another story but this is where I leave the two new friends. I hope you enjoyed it and please give me your comment or suggestions for the next part.

RyAnne Ryanne8833 at Gmail dot com