Chapter 81

The ceremony was objectively beautiful, but it was especially beautiful to me because of the dirty secret I held. I tried not to smirk too much, since I was sitting with a handful of coworkers. At least two of them were also single, and they reminded me that, at a wedding with some 500 guests, the chances of getting laid were pretty good.

It was tempting, but my heart wasn't in it. The reception was sumptuously beautiful, as well, teeming with fresh flowers and shimmering crystal decorations. I bumped into Rita briefly, who was almost bursting out of the top of her bridesmaid's dress.

"If we could get away with it, I'd make you fuck me right here," she said. She was animated, making our conversation look like casual small talk.

I smiled. "If I had figured out how to do it, believe me, your husband would be eating my cum out of you tonight," I said.

"He'll be passed out drunk," she said. "But be ready for one o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

We shook hands a