Blame it on the Wedding Dress Chapter 2

"You are getting horny", I hear Sylvia whisper. We were far enough from Katie and our father that they would not hear her. But I was shocked.

"Katie told me about your bad habits."

Why did she do this? Did she want to destroy my joy on this wonderful day? I asked myself.

A quick look aside assured me that Sylvia was still smiling, and when she talked she did not really move her lips.

"And Katie told me as well that you will need to get punished for wearing her clothes over the years."

I thought I would cry out but at the same time, her husky and low voice made me even hornier.

I quickly looked at the beautiful dark haired lady in the dark lavender satin dress and stared back at Katie in front of us. Did she move her pelvis more than normal? I questioned myself. The wide bow moved around and let her bridal gown rustle. The train rustled as well when it was pulled over the red carpet.

"You nasty boy have an erection, right? From your own sister!"

"No, not only", I answered and tried to hold my smile. "Your words make me hot!"

"What?" she whispered sharpely.

"You make me hot as well, Miss Sylvia."

"Aah..."

We reached the tent and met the groom.

Frank was a burly dark skinned man, some years older than Katie. He wasn't a bad guy, but I did not want to sit on the same table with him and discuss contract details. He was absolutely a shark and knew exactly what he wanted. Katie really lover him and adored him. He paid all her expenses and she would be the loving wife, that's for sure.

Our father handed the beautifully dressed bride over to her "new owner" and stepped aside to the parent's place. Frank's parents already were sitting at the opposite site as well as Linda and Nelly. Our sisters wore nice long evening gowns as well.

My oldest sister Linda had pinned her blond hair back and wore a white-faced evening gown with a shining silver tendriled pattern and a light blue overdress made of satin. The overdress had a slit at the left side, which let the white skirt move out a bit every step Linda took. The dress ended straight above her breast and left her shoulder naked. In order to comply with that, she wore white satin gloves reaching the elbows.