I (29M) was attending the wedding of a friend with my fiancée (29F), who we'll call Anna. I was the best man and the wedding was taking place in a beautiful old house in the countryside. Next to the house was another building, where there were a few bedrooms. As we were a part of the ceremony, we were given a room here.

We were dressed up, of course, for the occasion - I was in a dark navy suit, with a white shirt and a bowtie (clip-on, never got the hang of tying a real one). My partner had on a dress that finished just above the knee, and tights on underneath. We were both looking good, smelling good, and feeling good.

Something about sleeping in a room thst isn't your own makes things feel sexier, and as we left to go to the ceremony there was a bit of tension. As the best man I was busy with a few tasks, keeping the groom stress free and getting in place for a few photographs. But I could stop thinking about Anna.

By the time I entered the ceremony with him my partner was already seated and I took my seat next to her, we smiled at each other, felt the energy, complimented each other and she gave me a quick peck on the cheek as the ceremony began properly. It was very beautiful, and I kept my hand on her leg throughout.

Once it was finished, and a few more photos were taken we hit the bar, we spent time talking to other people, having a drink, another drink, and we're feeling pretty loose. The whole time we were subtly teasing each other, a glance here, a hand on the lower back that slips down to her ass briefly there. We quickly realised that we weren't going to make it all the way to the evening.

We were sat chatting to the groom and his wife, and I mentioned to Anna that I left something in the room, and made my excuses to go, and asked her to come with me, won't be long. We were back quickly and as soon as the door closed behind us I'd pinned her against the wall as we made out, running my hand up her thigh, feeling her heat through her tights.

I took my suit jacket off and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it hang from my shoulders as we moved to the bed, I pulled her dress up, her tights and panties down, and started to go down on her. Her pussy was soaked from all the anticipation, and she was grabbing my hair as my tongue danced around her. Her hips bucked and she moaned as I went to work, softly teasing her clit before licking her up and down, giving her little kisses and licks on her thighs as well. I love going down on her, and I know exactly what to do so it didn't take long for her to reach orgasm, her hands pulling me into her as she came on my face.

We lay there for a minute, before quickly getting dressed, making sure we weren't looking too dishevelled and made our way back to the party, as if nothing had happened. That was enough for now, the rest would have to wait until we got back to the room that evening...