Below them, the wedding reception continued full-tilt. People were talking, music was playing, and everyone was busy enjoying themselves. People walki...ng by the stairway didn’t even look up at the couple standing on the steps, talking. Reg desperately tried to figure out some way he could break away from Mrs. Clinton. ‘I gotta go wee-wee,’ Rina said. She hiccupped and again her jellied breasts danced wonderfully. She lifted a foot, planning to continue moving up the stairs, and stumbled. Reg. Now me being me laughed and said she was joking! “Not a bit of it” she said “If you don’t believe me I will show you in a day or two as it`s covered with a dressing at the moment!” Anyway tea over, off she went and a day or two later again over tea being a nosy bastard and wanting a squiz at a nice arse I asked about the brand, was she serious. She looked round, no-one about, then went into the shed end of the greenhouse beckoned me in and shutting the door, dropping her trousers and knickers. He was caressing my breasts and sucking my erect nipples and it felt wonderful but I was aching for him to turn his attention elsewhere so, after a few minutes, I took one of his hands and placed it on my tummy just below my navel. I looked at him and spread my legs slightly so that he was in no doubt as to what I wanted him to do. Using the lightest of touches he brushed his hand over my pubic area and stroked my inner thighs before dragging his finger up and down my slit. He knew where my. “Good night my sweet princess. This may all seem a dream to you tomorrow.”They woke up the next morning and both had foggy memories of the night before. It was like a walk of shame just going from the bedroom to the breakfast table. They sat in silence eating breakfast, trying to pretend like nothing happened, and wondering if they could put the genie back in the bottle.Logan wanted to cut the tension in the room. “Hey Lexi, why don’t we take the boat out for a cruise. We can pack a lunch..