Scream at the drunken moon

Chapter 33

How on earth am I going to do this? I don't want to ruin my dress. I'll take it off, go the toilet, then put it back on. It's not like I'm naked under it. I carefully unzip the dress, thankful it's a large room, and step out of it, carefully draping it over the back of a chair.
I go into the cubicle and do what I have to before stepping back into the main area. I am so lost in thought, I jump almost a foot in the air when I hear someone clear their throat. I look up to see Mike standing there, a sad look in his eye. I sigh. He's not getting over this very well.
"Charlie, it meant something to me. It really did. Yeah, I love Alysha but I'm in love with you. I can't just forget it."
"Mike, you're not in love with me. I've seen you with Alysha. It's her you're in love with. Please don't do this to me. I can't do it. If I'd never met Tony then I know things would have been different but I just married him. I'm in love with him."
I've unconsciously sunk to my knees and I feel Mike lift me up. He tilts my head up slightly and leans in to kiss me. And I'm standing there, at my own wedding reception, in my underwear and I don't stop him. What the hell is wrong with me? Maybe I am just the slut Tony's mam always said I was. I don't want to be a slut but Mike is right. There was chemistry last night. I just didn't want to admit it to myself, let alone anyone else. He picks me up and sits me on the counter before our lips make contact. My brain is screaming for me to stop but my heart is saying to go on. So I let him continue. I know it's not any alcohol talking. I've not even had my glass of champagne yet. So I let him kiss me. It soon becomes more heated and I feel him undoing my bra. Once again, I let him continue. His hands caress my nipples and I let him carry on. One finger slips inside my thong and starts caressing my clit. I feel my breath catch as the first wave of pleasure hits me. Our lips are still attached, our tongues dancing together sensually. My fingers are in his hair as he starts pumping his fingers into me and I let go of his hair to unzip his pants. He pulls back briefly to take off his shirt and tie, his jacket and waistcoat never making it in here and I soon push his pants down so he can step out of them. He pushes my thong to one side and is soon inside me thrusting away as we try our hardest to stay silent. It's over too soon but it's for the best I guess. I slip back down to the ground and clean myself up before Mike helps me back into my dress. I check in the mirror and I look fine - my make up hasn't smudged and my hair is still in place, somehow. I suddenly feel sick. Nerves I expect, or a guilty conscience, so I grab a bottle of water out of my bag and take a sip. I look at Mike and sigh. What are we doing?
I turn to leave but Mike gently pulls me back to him and gives me another kiss.
I back away and leave the bathroom, praying no one is outside. I cautiously open the door and step out once I see the coast is clear. I make my way back to Tony but I don't see him straight away so I walk towards James, who is talking with Vic about the record and how Muse have just finished recording with him.
I smile at them both, trying to keep down the guilty feeling lodged in my throat. It seems to be working at the moment. I glance around the room and still can't see Tony. Maybe he stepped outside the gazebo?
I walk outside and see a few people wandering about but not Tony. Where the hell can he have gone? Unless he went to use the other bathroom, maybe? I see Alysha chatting with Jess and Danielle and immediately feel sick. That's the last time I'm doing anything with Mike. I can't hurt Tony or Alysha. It's not their fault. I sigh and wrap my arms around myself. I need to sit down. My legs are starting to hurt. I turn and walk straight into Tony.
"Are you ok princess?" he asks.
Princess? Where the hell did that come from? I smile at his new term of endearment and take his hand in mine.
"My legs are starting to hurt" I whisper and before I can react, he's swooped me up and carried me back to our table to sit me down. I giggle at his actions and I know I love this beautiful individual with all my heart, so why do I do what I do?
I see Mike across the dance floor, his arm around Alysha. I don't feel jealous, just guilty and I hope it's not showing on my face. Tony hands me my champagne and I take a small sip. I don't really like it but it wasn't cheap and I'm not wasting it. He leans over and kisses me gently as I smile at him, the man I love.