We went down and got into my car, he insisted on driving. He had me stroke his cock the entire way there. It felt so powerful in my hand, reminding me... of the choice I was making. Once there I let go and went to my girlfriend’s house. She was surprised to see me and we sat down to talk. Things had been strained lately as I was spending more and more time sucking off Dean so I told her things weren’t working out. I just said my life was too busy for a girlfriend right now and that was that. She. Suddenly, the darkness of the night was split by the twin beams of headlamps on full, scything through the blackness, coming down the lane. Our cab had at last arrived.Carol had obviously offered to give the hapless woman a lift and helped her into the rear of the car and then followed her in to sit on the back seat. I sat at the front and confirmed to the wordless driver, our destination. Denise, Carol's new friend, was staying at the same hotel so, that was useful.Half an hour later, after. The parson was a bit drunk from over-indulging on the McGregor blend of fine home-brewed whiskey but the second groom had sobered up enough to answer "yes" at the right moment. The parson bedded down in the barn because it was too late to make the long trip back into town. The two newly married couples went upstairs to their bridal beds and the others all sat sipping the whiskey doing their best to pretend they didn't hear the squeaking of the mattress springs coming from not just one bedroom. Rose heard it too and knew immediately what it was. She looked around desperately for somewhere to hide but could see nowhere.“We’re in here, Mrs M,” I called out.“Still here, Ms P?” she called back as she came through the door. She looked around, cannily taking in our little group. “You still not dressed, Rose?” she said confronting her daughter.“Things got a bit messed up last night,” I explained, “they’re mostly behind the couch or upstairs. They’ll need a good wash. She was going to call.