Blame it on the Wedding Dress Chapter 2

"You look good, Peter, like a real man." Miss Sylvia said and observed me from head to toe.

My first thought was that she would notice my erection, although the satin sash was bound around my waist. "Do you like how we are dressed as well?" she asked with a broad smile on her face but something made me careful.

"You both look absolutely stunning", I answered honestly. Nobody could deny that.

"I see." She answered and turned to Katie again.

Our mother asked Katie: "Are you very sure you are doing the right thing today?"

My mother wore a nice evening gown as well today. But I could hardly rip my eyes from Katie and her maid of honor. These two women excited me and I was very thankful for having a pair of replacement panties with me. I would need them.

"Yes, mum. You know that Frank and me are couple since years. Yes, it is absolutely the right thing to marry him today."

"Then let us go to the ceremony", my mom answered and smiled.

Daddy took over and took Katie's arm. "My daughter, I am very proud to guide such a lovely woman to the wedding altar. And if I wouldn't be married to your mother, I would try to kidnap you and propose marriage to you instead of this other man."

Both smiled and our maid opened the mansion door. Our mother led the little group and was followed by the bride and her father at her side. I offered Sylvia my arm and she took it. She smiled but her smile spoke volumes. And her grip was far tougher than I expected.

We were forced to a distance of about 15 yards due to the large train of the shiny white bridal gown. No I discovered the wonderful bow behind Katie's waist and I imagined how I could wrap it around my cock and rub it with the fine satin fabric.

Behind us, the maid closed the mansion door. Slowly we walked over a wide red carpet to the location of the wedding tent. The music started and the guests raised from their seats and looked at us.