This choice: The reception goes well - you all play your parts perfectly. • Go Back...Chapter #5The reception goes well - you all play your par... by: fantaghiro   At the reception you greet the guests, playing the happy groom. You and your mother try to appear appropriately affectionate, holding hands and kissing throughout the afternoon. She assumes Jackie's role just fine and no one seems to suspect anything amiss.
Jacqueline herself holds in her emotions and acts like proud mother on her son's wedding day. Any hint of sadness she may show is easily passed off as understandable. After all, mothers often cry at their children's weddings. You don't get any chance to speak to her alone until the dancing starts.
You and your mother take the first dance as groom and bride. Once again as you hold your new wife's body close, you find it difficult to remember that it's your mother inside rather than Jackie. She whispers to you as you dance with her head leaning on your shoulder, telling you not to worry and that everything will work out. To meet the crowd's expectations you end the dance with a long, passionate kiss. They applause and you lead her back to the table.
Then it's time for the mother-son dance. You walk over to Jacqueline and take her hand. You see a flurry of emotions cross her face as she comes with you, but she quickly pushes the feelings down and plasters a fake smile on her face. You know this is hard for her, so you put your arm around her as you start to dance.
You have trouble thinking of this woman as your lover, Jackie, rather than your mom. You try to look at her objectively and critically rather than as a son. It's weird to think this way, but you must admit that your mother's body is still rather attractive. While she is a little fleshy and body sags in a few places, she has a nice figure and the dress emphasizes it.
Her dress is dark green, ankle-length, and just tight enough to show off her mature curves without being too risque. A conservative slit in the back reveals glimpses of her tan hose as she dances. The v-neck cut emphasives her large breasts but not inappropriately. The top ties around her neck, covered by her long, brown hair hanging in loose curls down her bare back. She has a silver pin in her hair to pull the sides up, drawing attention to her pretty face and neck. Her jewelry is simple - dangling silver earrings and a matching necklace and bracelet, and a couple rings. Her makeup is tasteful and very appropriate for a woman her age.
She begins to break down. She leans into you to hide her sobs and you pull her close. You feel a little uncomfortable with your mom's breasts pressing against you, but you just try to comfort her as you dance. She recovers in a minute and is composed again by the time the dance ends. You both leave the dance floor to another round of applause. You give her a kiss on the cheek and whisper "remember, I love you. We'll make it through this."
The reception seems to drag on forever. You go through more dances and toasts, and suffer the congratulations of dozens of guests. You and your mother try to avoid drinking too much, but you do get a little tipsy. You have an awkward moment when you lift your mother's dress and take the garter off her leg. The sight and smell of the women you love arouses you, but then you feel guilty at being aroused by your mother (even though she's in another body).
Finally, the day winds to an end. You and your mother march to the limo as the guests throw rice and blow bubbles at you. You already have bags packed and loaded in the car and have reservations at hotel near the airport - your flight leaves early the next morning.
Your mother and you keep up the 'just married' act as you ride. The driver congratulates you and asks some polite questions about your planned honeymoon. When you arrive at the hotel it's clear what the staff expects, so you carry your mom in to the room as if she were your bride. When you finally close the door and are alone, you both sigh in relief. You open the complimentary bottle of champagne and pour two glasses.
Your mother gulps down the entire glass, then motions for a refill. You oblige, and drink your own. You quickly drain most of the bottle - rather surprising, but then again you think you both deserve it after such a trying day.
Your mom looks flushed and a little unsteady. She sits on the bed, kicks off her shoes and starts rubbing her feet. "I can't believe Jackie chose these heels, especially knowing she'd be standing much of the day. And I think maybe I drank the champagne too fast," she adds.
"Here, let me," you say, sitting down on the bed beside her. She looks at you curiously, then stretches her legs out across your lap. You take a foot in your hands and begin massaging. You look at the woman beside you and see Jaqueline with her wedding dress pulled up, showing much of her legs. The feel of the stockings is silky and smooth, and you let your hands slowly creep up her legs as you massage.
She lays back on the bed, enjoying the touch of your hands as you move up to her thighs. Her breathing quickens and you can feel the heat of her groin as you go higher and higher. Your own arousal is evident, and you loosen your pants and slide them down. You continue to rub her thighs, then brush up against her crotch. You push your fingers inside her panties and into her vagina while continuing to massage her thigh with your other hand. She bucks in excitement and you stretch forward to kiss her on the lips. She pulls you down on top of her and pushes her tongue into your mouth. You continue fingering her while she runs her hands down your body and rips off your shirt.
You fondle one another more frenetically as your arousal builds. Finally, unable to wait any longer, you pull up the bottom of her dress and yank her panties down. You lower yourself inside her ....
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