I stood up in my best friend’s wedding. The wedding and reception both took place in the ballroom attached to the hotel we were all staying in for the weekend.

The guys were getting ready when I was asked to go to the girls area and ask a question. I was almost to the ladies door when I ran into Debbie, the brides mom.

She’s divorced, middle 5’ tall, big blonde hair, big eyes, and big tits. Far as I can tell she had little on under the silk robe she was wearing.

“You need something,” she asked.

“I need to know what’s under that robe,” I said. Her eyes got huge and she laughed. I told her why I was really there and she got the answer I needed.

That was it until the reception.

Everyone was drinking and carrying on when Debbie and I ended up in a slow dance together.

“Are you enjoying yourself,” she asked.

Greased up from the booze, I said, “Ever since I saw you in that robe, absolutely. If you only knew the thoughts going through my head, you might not be dancing with me.”

She laughed and we chatted until the song ended. We parted but she came back to me a moment later. She hugged me and slipped me her room keycard.

“When it’s all over, feel free to stop by,” she said.

The reception ended, and the bride and groom were sent off with a big to-do. The guests left and the bridal party headed to a bar that was still open.

I stopped by my room and freshen up before heading down to Debbie‘s room. She answered the door wearing that silk robe again. I stepped into her room, closed the door behind me, and that silk robe hit the floor. She was naked and gorgeous.

We kissed while she helped me strip, and then we fucked like wild animals for the next half hour.

I stayed for a little while after until she kicked me out. I joined the rest of the bridal party at the bar still smiling about my dirty secret.

Debbie and I hooked up one more time the next day before we all had to check out of our rooms.

We haven’t hooked up since, but we are still in regular contact. I’m hoping there is more to come.