8 comments/ 57274 views/ 4 favorites The Wedding Connection By: MagicaPractica "Jessica... so good to see you again." Harry took her hand and helped her out of the car, leaning down to press a warm kiss to her cheek. He inhaled her sweet fragrance, lilies of the valley. His wife had planted them all around the foundation of their house when they married. Elise was gone but the flowers continued to bloom every year, just when it was time to start opening the windows. Jessica smiled delightedly up at Harry. "Harry! I was afraid I was going to be terribly late. My plane was late taking off and then they kept us in a holding pattern for ages!" She tucked her fluffy silver hair behind her right ear in a schoolgirl gesture. She turned back to the car and pulled her roll along suitcase from the back seat then pulled up the handle. "Anything in the trunk?" Harry asked. "Nope, this is it. I managed to fit everything in. Melissa has my dress that she picked out for the wedding. I only hope it fits well enough without any adjustments. She said she has a seamstress on standby tonight for any last minute alterations anyway." "Let's get you checked in then." Harry led the way to reception where they checked Jessica in. "I'll just go up and stow my luggage and I'll be right back down. We're in the Stafford Lounge?" "That's right." Harry took Jessica by the hands and kissed her cheek. "It's so good to see you again Jess." "It's good to see you again too, Harry." "Hurry back." Jessica hurried up to her room and stowed her luggage. She stopped to splash a little water on her face and run a comb through her hair. She wanted to make sure she looked better than presentable. She'd only met Harry six months before when her son, Nicholas, got engaged to Harry's daughter, Melissa. Jessica had flown in for the weekend. She and Harry had hit it off immediately. It had been thirteen years since her husband had traded her in for a younger model, younger than his own son in fact. This was the first man she'd met who made her consider the possibility that there might just be a sex life for her after divorce. She wasn't sure how the kids would take it if anything happened but they were both adults. They'd just have to deal with it. When Harry and Jessica met, they'd spent the entire night talking and laughing at the hotel where the party was held. She'd thought briefly about inviting him up to her room but they'd only just met. It might be the alcohol talking, something she didn't really indulge in all that often. So she'd just enjoyed his company and slept on her flight back to the west coast in the morning. Now, here they were again, at the hotel for the wedding rehearsal dinner. The actual wedding would be held the next day at Harry's home. Jessica had never seen it but from what Nicholas said, it was beautiful. Jessica went down and found her way to the lounge where the small rehearsal dinner party had gathered. Harry was waiting for her at the entrance. "We're at the head table up here." Harry offered Jessica his arm and she took it lightly with a smile, allowing him to lead her to her seat. Thankfully, someone had seen fit to seat them together instead of on opposite sides of the bride and groom. "So, why are we having the dinner before the rehearsal? That seems a little unusual." Harry held out her chair and seated her at their table but didn't take a seat himself. He nodded at her question. "Yes, but apparently the pastor had another appointment and couldn't be here until 8:30. It seemed silly to wait and have dinner afterwards." "Of course." Jessica smiled. "I'm just going to grab a drink from the bar quickly. Can I get you something?" he asked. "Yes, thank you. Sparkling water with a twist would be lovely." "I'll be right back." She watched Harry walk toward the bar, so tall and handsome. A voice in her ear startled Jessica. "Are you making googly eyes with the father of the bride already? I should have known. The two of you were worse than Melissa and me at our engagement party." Jessica laughed and turned to see her son. "Oh, don't be silly. Give your mother a hug." "Now, don't push, Nick. They're doing fine on their own." Melissa was standing next to him and Jessica hugged her next. "I have your dress all ready in my room." Melissa winked. "I think you're going to love it." "Honey, I think they're ready to serve dinner now. We'd better take our seats." Nick put his arm around his bride's waist. "Oh, okay, I'll show you the dress after the rehearsal Jess." "That'll be great," she said. She was so glad that her son had found such a wonderful girl. They already got along well and if she left them to their own devices, unlike her own mother, they'd all continue to get along. Harry arrived with their drinks. "Sorry that took so long Jess, the line at the bar was already a bit tipsy and having trouble finding their money." Jessica laughed and took her sparkling water from Harry. "Thank you, Harry." Dinner was quickly served to everyone in the group. It was a lovely fresh chicken dish in a light lemon sauce with fresh steamed vegetables and herbed rice. "So, what have you been up to Jess?" Harry inquired as they ate. "Oh, the same old thing. Get up every morning, enjoy that first cup of coffee looking out my kitchen window into the woods, take myself off to work at the registrar's office of our community college, come home at night and make dinner. Do a little reading, a little gardening, maybe watch a little television. Turn in and do it all over again in the morning... punctuated by the occasional evening out at the theater or with the girls. How about you?" "Same thing, evening out with the girls," he joked, sotto voice. "No, seriously, I retired." Jessica looked surprised. "Aren't you a little young for that?" "They offered early retirement so I took it. Working for the company isn't what it used to be. They have one person doing the work of three men and everybody is on edge, always wondering when they might move our jobs out of state to some other division. I have a nice nest egg and a good retirement. I can find something else to do with my time that isn't so stressful. I've always wanted to do some traveling, you know?" Jessica nodded. "I understand. I'm lucky to work in an office where I like my colleagues and the work. I could retire any time I want to, but there's no real point. What would I do with myself? Sit at home? That's not for me." "Well, you could travel... we, could travel. It would be nice to have a traveling companion." Harry looked at her askance. Jessica was surprised to say the least. "Well, Harry, we've only known each other for a weekend really. I mean..." "Oh come on, I knew from the first half hour when we met that we'd get on like a house afire. And you have to admit, that weekend was extremely pleasant because we had each other to talk to." Jessica smiled. "I will and do admit that. I just don't know." "I'm not suggesting we shack up or anything. Just maybe take a trip someplace we'd both like to see and... see how it goes. You wouldn't have to quit your job for that. Just arrange a little vacation time. Think about it, okay?" Jessica nodded and they finished their meals companionably. Dishes were cleared away quickly as chairs were moved into position on the opposite side of the room for the rehearsal. Harry and she joined the others for the run through and by the time they were done, it was already eight-thirty. Harry took off with the men for a "restrained" bachelor party. Melissa and her three bridesmaids whisked Jessica away to see the dresses in Melissa's room. Melissa unzipped the garment bag and opened it to show Jessica her dress. Jessica was speechless as Melissa pulled it out of the bag. It was a light lilac that would suit her coloring and silver hair to perfection. The top was a long sleeve, form fitting lace top with a cross over style and the skirt was a short swirl of chiffon that would end around her knees. "Try it on," Melissa urged her as she handed her the hanger and pointed to the bathroom. Jessica took it and went into the bathroom to change. She hung her black suit-jacket and gray skirt on towel hook along with her white blouse. The lilac dress slipped over her head and floated down to settle on her slender body, framing all of her curves. It fit like a second skin. When she was ready, Jessica returned to the bedroom. "Oh wow, that looks great on you Jessica!" Melissa turned to her bridesmaids for support and they all nodded and agreed. Jessica turned to the one full-length mirror in the room and was a little taken aback. It certainly did look good on her, and not really risqué. It just wasn't quite what she was used to. The neckline plunged into her cleavage, not giving too much a way, just a hint. "The skirt is rather short, isn't it?" she said apprehensively. It stopped a bit above her knees. Not quite the matronly look she'd grown used to. "But you have fabulous legs!" Melissa enthused. "Why not show them off a little?" Jessica tried to look at it objectively. Her legs did look just fine. She didn't need to hide anything under a long skirt. There were a few very minor spider veins but nothing that didn't fade into obscurity under the panty hose and her legs were shapely from her long walks. "If you're really concerned, I'm sure the seamstress can let it down an inch or so," Melissa offered anxiously. "No, it's fine." Jessica felt silly making a fuss. The dress wasn't indecent or anything. In fact, it looked wonderful on her. She hugged and kissed Melissa. "It looks great! It's just a little... more than I'm used to. Thank you for picking out such a lovely dress for me." She changed back into her regular clothes and the small group drank champagne while they admired the bridesmaid's dresses and the wedding dress. Melissa had e-mailed Jessica a picture of the dress but it hadn't done it justice. Jessica headed back to her room around nine, jet-lagged and wanting a nice long soak in a bathtub. It had looked clean and reasonably new when she'd peeked at it earlier. Her bath water rushing in, Jessica poured in some of her personal bubble bath that she carried with her. It was her favorite lilies of the valley scent, very hard to come by. She stripped down and neatly hung up her clothes before slipping into the froth- covered water. "Ahhh, now this is more like it." She reclined against a bath towel she was using for a pillow at the end of the tub. Unbidden, a picture of Harry's face popped into her mind. His ready smile, tanned face, and handsome wavy hair peppered with silver strands warmed her. She loved the idea of traveling with him. They would have so much fun together, touring the great cities of Italy or the outback of Australia. The adventures would be wonderful and maybe... the adventures in bed? Was that even what he wanted? His big hands with their long fingers slid across her skin in her imagination, his lips following. She shivered despite the warm water. Eyes closed, she let a hand start a gentle massage on her pussy. Mmmm. She imagined Harry's head between her legs, his tongue doing electrifying things to her clit. She stroked her clit faster as she thought of Harry naked, standing in front of her, perhaps stroking his own cock. Her ex had not been very adventurous. She'd love to find some things Harry might be willing to try. Jessica's muscles tensed and released with her orgasm, pulsing through her cunt. She sighed and lay back again. She could have a lot of fun with Harry. The Wedding Connection Jessica grinned like a little outlaw and rolled her hips. It felt so good to have a hard cock in her pussy again. Vibrators couldn't compare to having someone else in the room. Her hands gripped Harry's arms. "Oh God! Yes! Yes!" Jessica threw her head back and moaned as her orgasm shuddered through her body. The contractions of her pussy were enough to send Harry over the edge and he groaned as he shot his load. He pulled Jessica down on to him as the feelings ebbed away. They lay together drowsily for a few minutes before Harry stirred. "So, thought any more about traveling together?"