Dancing With Girls At A Wedding (Thinking Of Lappers With Strippers)
One of my goddaughters was married last weekend. The reception was held at a rural facility on a delicious warm summer evening and night in the shadows of Alberta's Rocky Mountains. I was the emcee of the formalities but when all that stuff was over I partied down with the young kids as best I could. My goddaughter's girl friends all seemed to be excruciatingly hot to my elderly eyes.
One girl in particular was super model quality but not the stick-thin variety. She was about 2m tall, perhaps 55kg and very shapely. Her short hair was done in a 1930s style wave - super sexy! She was wearing fuck-me stilettos and a short, diaphanous dress; more like a teddy than a dress. Whenever I was able, I would stand behind her with her body illuminated by the setting sun through that diaphanous dress. Visions of VIP sessions in a SC with this beauty danced through my brain all night. This beauty was besotted with her boyfriend. The lucky bastard was allowed to spend the night nuzzling her neck and groping her delicious ass. I wanted to throttle the lucky bastard.
Mr. Wood and I spent a very restless few hours sleeping off the booze in the back of the F-150, let me tell you!
One girl in particular was super model quality but not the stick-thin variety. She was about 2m tall, perhaps 55kg and very shapely. Her short hair was done in a 1930s style wave - super sexy! She was wearing fuck-me stilettos and a short, diaphanous dress; more like a teddy than a dress. Whenever I was able, I would stand behind her with her body illuminated by the setting sun through that diaphanous dress. Visions of VIP sessions in a SC with this beauty danced through my brain all night. This beauty was besotted with her boyfriend. The lucky bastard was allowed to spend the night nuzzling her neck and groping her delicious ass. I wanted to throttle the lucky bastard.
Mr. Wood and I spent a very restless few hours sleeping off the booze in the back of the F-150, let me tell you!
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Geez, I'm getting a bone just thinking about it.
art ... next time offer to put in a stripper pole for the reception
An instant classic. Well done SuperDude
Nicely done.
I can only imagine how difficult it must have been.
2m with the stilettos. I am estimating 15cm stilettos. I suspect her height to have been 185cm but true - she was a very tall girl and her lucky bastard boyfriend was even taller. Perhaps she was heavier than 55kg, but she was very slender though shapely.
For you non metric guys - probably close to 6' tall in bare feet. The lucky bastard boyfriend could have been a basketball centre.
As soon as I see a post by farmerart, my next step is to reach for my dictionary. I'll probably need it.