The bride was glamorous and radiant. The groom was handsome. And I sat there with my bump and swollen breasts, trying to stay off my ankle and feet that always hurt. No alcohol to sooth the frustration that my husband had not been able to make the trip since I had already had my one small glass of wine.
The weekend had been nice and besides the bride, a college friend, so many people had come up to me and made me the secondary center of attention. How far along was I, how was I feeling, what could they do? It was nice to be the center of attention (other than the beautiful bride of course) but also somewhat embarrassing. I felt huge in every sense of the word.
If I had been injected with truth serum I would say this little one had shot my libido into the stratosphere and my husband not being there was not helping. Fingers and toys in a hotel room could only do so much.
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Looking for partners to play out this scene. I am bi and other women move to the front. Want realism with men so no 12 inch dicks. A bit of romance needed and character emotional conflict on my part. Open to a wide variety of situations and even playing with couples.