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Here Comes The Bride and It’s Good To Be The Boss: Erotica by Ginger Starr Published by Ginger Starr Publishing at Smashwords

Copyright 2010 Ginger Starr

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Here Comes The Bride

Jennie was so happy! Her boyfriend had finally proposed and now she and her best friend Karen were off to shop for a wedding dress. Luckily, their roommate from college, Debbie, now owned Its Her Day, the bridal shop in town. Jeannie couldn’t believe how settled down they had all become from their wild school days.

The three of them did more than their share of experimenting and fooling around with each other when they were eighteen and away from home for the first time. Although they didn’t speak about it now, each one remembered their passionate sex games and fantasized about them often.

The two women, Jennie, a petite blonde with a luscious body still as tight as when she was head cheerleader in high school and Karen, a voluptuous brunette with large breasts and a tiny waist, entered Debbie’s shop at noon. The sign on the door said “Out To Lunch” but Debbie had told them to stop by at that time so they could catch up without being interrupted.

The bell on the doorframe rang as they entered and Debbie, a tall and statuesque redhead rushed out to greet them. They hadn’t seen each other in months so there was much laughing and hugging among the good friends. Jennie and Karen looked around and admired Debbie’s creations she designed and displayed on mannequins throughout the store.

Jeannie explained what type of dress she was looking for and Debbie nodded, looking at her body with a trained designer’s eye. Debbie felt a shivery sensation run up her spine at being stared at like that by the other woman. She knew Debbie was doing her job and making mental notes about fit and proportion as they spoke.

But she also remembered that Debbie already had intimate knowledge of her body. A vision suddenly came to her of the three of them in her small dorm bed licking and sucking each other’s pussies in a daisy chain after a party. The other two women must have had similar thoughts because suddenly, there was silence in the room.

Debbie was the first to speak again. “Why don’t you both come into the back with me where I keep the fabric bolts? We can try several swatches against your skin to see what looks the best.” She led them to a room used for storage and also a makeshift dressing room when the ones out front were full.

In her low soft voice that Jeannie had always loved, Debbie told her to take off all of her clothes. Jeannie hesitated and then Karen blurted out, “Come on, it’s not like we haven’t seen it before.” Immediately there was tension in the room. Karen was the first one to bring up their past.


Try as they might, when they were all able to make eye contact again, it was obvious the attraction was still there and could not be chalked up to youthful indiscretion. Jeannie was now standing in her cream colored lacy bra and matching panties. Debbie said, “All of it, please.”

Jeannie slowly removed her bra, her beautiful 38C breasts with their puffy cotton candy pink nipples spilled forward. Then she stepped out of her panties, revealing a perfectly trimmed little blonde bush and stood naked before them. Again she shivered as her glorious body was consumed by Debbie’s gaze once more.

Debbie explained that when she made something for a bride, she insisted on creating the undergarments for the dress as well so there would be a perfect and seamless line. “What kind of lingerie does your fiancé like?” she asked Jeannie. Jeannie thought about it and replied, “Basically, he just likes me naked.”


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