They saw my pussy at a wedding reception.

They saw my pussy at a wedding reception.I had dated this guy and went with him to a wedding reception. He took me shopping for the occassion, and we both settled on a cute form fitting beige tank dress, and matching heels. He kept the dress until the day of the reception and it was then that I discovered that he had the hem shortened. The dress was cut very short, well above mid-thigh when I was standing, and I'd really have to be careful when I sat. I didn't wear panties, because he didn't want me to (and I don't wear them hardly ever) and thought I would just have to be careful. Oh well, I thought I looked hot, and so did my date. I just knew I was going to have a great time. All the looks and attention I got from men at the party just reinforced this. My glass was never empty, and I drank quite a bit in a short period of time, all the while he'd whisper in my ear how hot I looked, and how every guy there wanted to fuck me...even the groom. I don't mean to sound conceited, but judging from the looks I was getting, I believed it. I was eating it all up, and was giddy with excitement. We were having a great time, mingling and socializing. They had disposable cameras at each table so the guests could take candid shots of the party for the newlyweds. I thought it was a cute, but my date had other ideas. He slipped the camera under the table, and told me to spread my legs. click, click, LOL. He had me sit facing him, again legs apart. click. We were laughing amongst ourselves, and I asked him not to include my face in the pictures. We were seated with older married couples, and if they suspected what we were up to, they were nice enough to not be put off by it. A few of his friends pulled-up chairs and hung out with us. When the call went out for the bouquet toss, my date and his friends pestered me to go. I really didn't want to because of all the attention, but they kept at me, and even the DJ got into it and coaxed me up. So up I went, and I was surprised to hear the room erupt in cheers and whistles as I walked to the center of the floor to where the other girls had gathered. Okay, I thought, I ?ll just stand here with the group. I'm not sure what happened. I saw a bunch hands reach up. I remember laughing, and seeing the bouquet bounce a few times above the outstretched hands. I don't know how I ended up with it. The realization of it all hit me when I heard whistles and catcalls, and looked over to my date, and his friends, who were grinning from ear to ear. I was really embarrassed from all the attention, but loved it.Then before I knew what was happening, a chair was brought out and placed in the middle of the floor for me to sit on so the man who caught the garter could slip it on my leg. I was so nervous, but giggling the entire time as I kept my eyes locked onto my date's face. I felt like all eyes where riveted on my crotch as I presented my leg for the garter. I was really careful I thought, and was pretty sure I hadn't shown anything to room, but then again, the dress was really short, especially when sitting. I knew the guy who put the garter on me saw, but I hardly dared look at him. When I did glance down, his eyes were popping out of his head, and I felt his hands get all shaky, LOL. I had my doubts about others not seeing when I saw my dates eyes light up, and thought I heard, or sensed, a collective gasp in the room, followed by more catcalls and whistles. I hoped they were cheering that the garter was on...mission accomplished, LOL, but I knew my secret was out when I saw some of the expressions as I walked back to my date. Much later, someone had sent my date pictures he had taken of the scene. My bush was pretty clear to see, and I really thought I was being careful. LOL. I never heard anything about the pictures taken with the disposable cameras.