[davyp1]

In my late teens (many many years ago) I was recovering from a bout of depression brought about from a split several weeks previously from my childhood sweet-heart.

My parents and others in the family were due to attend the wedding of a very distant cousin miles away in another county. Although I had not been directly invited, it was decided that I would go with them rather than moping alone at home!

The wedding went down fine at the village church and we all retired to the village hall for the Wedding break-fast and reception. I happened to be seated opposite to one of the Bridesmaids who was of perhaps older than I by about ten years. She was quite attractive and had an excellent figure, and as the evening wore on, we exchanged small talk.

Well into the evening I decided to get some air and take a walk in the village.
Walking away from the hall, I had only gone a short distance when Sue (the bridesmaid) shouted my name.

All was quite in the village street with no one else about and we walked for several minutes down the main street. At an entrance to a farm-yard, Sue steered me through the gateway and we sat on one of the bails of straw laid about.

After a few minutes of kissing and fumbled groping, sue stood up and without any more ado, lifts up the back portion of her long bridesmaid dress and bent down over a bail of straw!
I pulled down her panties and entered from the rear . .
Minutes later I had emptied myself inside her as we both came together . . .

We rejoined the party in the Hall, but about an hour later, Sue asked if I fancied a walk again and off we went to the farm-yard again and had another session on the straw bale.

We never did see each other again after that day, but our spontaneous romps have remained in my memory . . .