Date: Tue, 26 Dec 2017 15:13:05 +0000
From: Joyce Devries <joyce_devries@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wedding Weekend 2015, TG story

Saturday May 16th, 2015, Wedding Weekend

By Joyce Devries, joyce_devries@hotmail.com
Yahoo Chat ID: joyce_devriestv@yahoo.com


Note, this a true story, some of the names have been changed, but
certainly not the events of the days!, this is taken right from my
diary entry of the time.

My (email) name is Joyce Devries and it was a real life
adventure, no this was not a TV/TG event. My spouse knows about and
totally supports me as "Joyce"; she is an incredible GG, as you will
see. I am 5'0", TV, live near Toronto, Ont., Canada, pass quite well as
a woman and have done tons of "real life" things as a woman, this was a
different experience, I have been a Lesbian Bride for real in 1990, but
this was a chance to live as a Bride all over again wearing one of my 7
Wedding gowns, for a weekend with a man and was blessed by my husband
to happen, she and her Bi GG lover was the ones that did me up (56
buttons in all) in my Wedding gown for the weekend. This weekend I will
never forget, I set a personal record for sucking one man's cock in 36
hours, 10 times.
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	The weekend I will never forget started out with an out of the
blue email from a male friend that I dated almost 14 years earlier, his
name is Paul, and he was the first man I ever was intimate with and the
first man I serviced orally and my first sex with a man. Paul moved to
Vancouver shortly after our dating in 1994, he moved and got re-married
and recently got transferred back to Toronto for work. We never did
lose touch and would chat on Yahoo IM now and then when his wife was
not around and we always chatted about the magical evening in March of
1994, both remembering how special it was. I was excited that he was
back close, but knew that we could not have the relationship we did
back in 1994, but was hoping to see him again.

	Then the email came from Paul:

"My dear Joyce, I am now back in Toronto and so want to see you again,
unlike your husband, my wife does not know about my past and seeing you
will be a challenge. However, she is set to go abroad for work in a
month and I have an idea I would like to pass by you, and I know you
will like, can we meet for lunch at some point?, let me know

Kisses, Paul".

	As always I was thrilled about the chance to go out on a date in
public, but even more so with the email Paul sent, not only seeing him,
but what he had to say. I talked to my husband and she thought it was a
great idea and was curious what Paul had in mind. I emailed him back
and then we started planning on when to meet, which was going to be
during the week, his job involves sales calls, so he could meet me
during the week and not raising suspicion with his wife.

	As always I was immediately thinking of what to wear for the
lunch date and it had been so long since I had seen Paul, I did not
want to disappoint. One good thing about dating Paul he was not the
typical male asking, "a short skirt and high heels", when I asked what
they wanted to see me wearing on a date, it was more of him asking for
me to wear something I was comfortable in, feminine and classy. Well,
the last time I dated Paul, it was the early 90's, and fashion
certainly had changed huge for what women are wearing, including no
hosiery to now. I had an outfit in mind immediately, and that was a
below the knee length black P-leather skirt, a pencil skirt style, and
a black blouse I bought to match it, Christmas shopping in 2015. I
emailed Paul back and told him that I could get the time off work
whenever he was ready and I was totally looking forward to meeting him
and catching up. I told my husband about it and she said, "go for it
and have fun".

	Paul and I emailed back and forth and the date for the lunch was
set, it was going to be Tuesday April 12th, 2015 I immediately booked
the day off work and Paul asked where I wanted to go for lunch. For me,
it was an easy choice, lunch was going to be at one of my favorite
places, Earl's, a restaurant where the wait staff is all females, and
the dress code is short skirts and high heels, and all of the wait
staff is model material, so very sexy and classy. I told Paul my choice
for the restaurant, and he said would be fine, so the date was set. As
always, I wanted to model what I was going to be wearing before the
date and decided one Monday evening I would and show my husband,
Sharon, what I was planning wearing. I emailed her and she said she
would be glad to look me over, so the Monday before the date came and
started by laying everything out.

	Laying this out was special as I had not seen Paul in a long time
and I did not want to disappoint him, or not make him uncomfortable in
something to revealing, and knew the skirt length would be not too
short and look classy, yet feminine at the same time. I laid out the
blouse and skirt on my bed and then thought about the other things to
wear with it. I thought about sheer black hose or patterned hose, but
decided on just plain sheer nude hose, and for trying on to see Sharon,
just grabbed a pair from the lingerie drawer that had a run in them and
threw then on the bed. Then the decision on the heels, came, and I knew
I was simply going for lunch and not allot of walking, so the height
could have been anything, from 2" to 5" in height, I decided on 3"
black patent heels and pulled them out. I checked the time and saw that
Sharon was due home in less than and hour and ran upstairs and jumped
in the shower and got squeaky clean. I went back to my room and started
getting dressed, I pulled out a pair of peach lace and satin panties
and slipped them on and then my foundation garment, I then slipped on
the sheer nude pantyhose (did not bother with white satin gloves) and
then thought of a bra and picked a favorite black satin and lace pushup
bra and slipped it on. Sharon was home much earlier than I expected and
called down and announced she was home and was ready for me, whenever.
I then put on the black blouse and then grabbed the skirt and slipped
it on, and loved the feeling of the silk lining on my legs. It was the
fist time actually wearing the complete outfit and loved how tight the
skirt was, make it hard bending over and restrictions on how you walk.
I then slipped on the 3" black patent heels, and looked at myself in
the mirror, and I liked the look. I put on my longer curly hair and
then went into the bathroom to put on a little makeup. I put on my
foundation, and then a very light application of eyeliner and no eye
shadow or Mascara, and not blush, but I did put on one of Sharon and
I's matching lipsticks. I was about to head upstairs and decided to put
on some jewelry to complete the look, and then I started thinking. I
recently had gotten alot of Lesbian referenced jewelry, and started to
pull it out, so it was a pride bracelet, a female Lesbian heart shaped
watch and then a necklace with the double female symbol and matching
earrings and put them on.

	I then went upstairs to meet Sharon, who was in her usual spot on
the couch reading and she put down her book and said, "wow, love the
look, walk around a bit for me". She looked me over and then commented,
"so this is for Paul?", I told her it was, and she smiled and said,
"your first man right?", I told her he was, and she said something she
never has said to me before and said, "the look is not right then". I
looked at her and asked why and she came back with, "come here", which
I did and she undid the top two buttons on my blouse and said, "go tape
up your boobs then come and see me". I was floored and just looked at
her and she went back to reading her book. I went back downstairs and
took off the black blouse and bra and proceeded to do what Sharon
wanted and tape up my breasts. As always it is an adventure and I
pulled out the tape necessary and started taping and when done,
realized the bra I had originally chosen was not right and grabbed a
push up black lace bra and put it on. I then adjusted my breasts into
the bra and then slipped on the black blouse and saw the effect, and
with the buttons undone, I definitely was showing ample cleavage. I
went back upstairs and Sharon looked at me and said, "much better, now
change your shoes", I asked her why and she said, "dear, come fuck me
heels, means come fuck me, not lame low heels". I told her it was only
a lunch meeting and she said, "you are going to Earl's right?, in a
leather skirt?, showing boobs, dress the part girl, go put on higher
heels, Paul will expect no less". Again, this was nothing like I had
ever heard her say before and went downstairs and I had two choices,
black patent 4" heels, or my black patent 5 1/4" heels. I put on the 4"
black patent heels and went upstairs and she put down her book and
said, "you wear those to work all the time, put on the higher ones,
remember, 'come fuck me'". I left and went downstairs and pulled out
the 5 1/4" black patent heels and put them on and went and saw her
again. She looked me over and said, "much nicer, now what is that you
are wearing for jewelry, I have never seen that before", she looked it
over closely and said, "well, there will be no doubt about your sexual
orientation, the girls at Earl's will take notice I am sure". I asked
her if she had anything else to say and she did not other than, "cannot
wait to see what Paul has to say and his news". I then handed her my
comb and she proceeded to brush out my hair, telling me it was a good
choice, when she was done I went and looked in the mirror and it was
perfect. I went downstairs and undressed, hung up my hair carefully,
and made a few notes of what I had chosen and emailed Paul to let him
know my outfit was chosen for the date and he emailed back and said he
could not wait, the time to meet at Earl's was 12pm.

Tuesday April 6th, 2015, Lunch At Earl's, Burlington

	The next day came, and it was the day of the date and I was
tingling with excitement. As the morning came, Sharon went off to work
and called down to me, "have fun today and I want to hear all about
it". It was 8am, and I had the house to myself and was getting things
ready, I laid out my skirt, blouse, bra and a new pair of ultra sheer
nude stay ups, and then heels, finally jewelry, on the bed and then
went up and showered and got squeaky clean. I came down and there was a
email message from Paul, he was not going to be able to pick me up and
could I meet him at the restaurant, and I told him I could and knew I
had to plan for a taxi to get to the restaurant. I then knew I had to
be ready for 11am, and started getting dressed. I decided right way to
get into my clothes for the day before doing makeup, or anything else.
I decided on a pair of panties to wear that were special from a
girlfriend, long ago, they were red and silk/satin and I slipped them
on, then the foundation garment. I decided on doing the taping of the
breasts next, and again, it was a long process and I wanted to make
sure that they were pushed up as far as possible. I got them done up
and then put on the black lace and satin padded push up bra and spent
about 10 minutes to get the breasts to look right and pushed way up,
and there was no doubt I was 36C cupped breasted woman. Next was the
say up nylons and they ultra sheer and very silky and smooth, I put on
a pair of white satin gloves and carefully slid up the nylons into
place, and loved the way they felt on my legs and smoothed them out. I
then slipped on the 5 1/4" black patent heels to ensure I did not get a
run. Next, put on the black blouse and then grabbed the skirt and
slowly slipped it on and enjoyed the silky feeling of the inner lining
as I slipped it on. I then slipped on my long curly hair and headed to
the bathroom to put on my makeup and the final touches.

	For makeup, I started as usual with my eyes and put on just
enough eyeliner for a business look, as well as purple shadow on my
lower lids and pink on my upper, the a health coat of mascara. Next was
the blush, and just enough to give my face a healthy glow, and lastly
for lipstick I went with one of Sharon and I's matching lipsticks and
put on a health coat and gloss. The tough part, before I left the
washroom was what perfume to put on, back when I dated Paul in the
1990's, I only had one and that was Halston's, I now had 4 choices.
Obsession was out as I only wear that for formal occasions, so I
decided on Curious, as it was a day meeting, and Curious is more of a
daytime perfume, and I did not put on allot, a little on my wrists and
behind my ears. I checked the time and saw I had about an hour to go
before I had to leave, and then sat down and put on the deep red nail
polish to match my lips. I was waiting for my nails to dry and Paul
texted me and said he was leaving the Hamilton area to go to the
restaurant, which was fine, I told him I would meet him there. Once my
nails were dry I started putting on my jewelry for the day, which was
all Lesbian themed, from my silver anklet, to my bracelet, to the
silver watch, Lesbian symbol necklace and matching earrings. I thought
about the rings I was going to wear and of course two were Lesbian
ones, I put on my Wedding rings and I was set. I then went to the
mirror and looked at myself and started adjusting things, I hiked up
the skirt a little, and found out my blouse actually had a modesty
snap, right at the bust line and undid that, and undid another button.
I was definitely showing cleavage and the Lesbian symbol necklace was
sitting right between my tits pushed up for all to see.

	I called the cab company and then grabbed my smaller usual purse
and ensured I had everything packed and headed upstairs, especially
lipstick and gloss. I checked the temperature and it was a cool April
day and grabbed for my light spring coat and put in near the front
door. I went to the main hall mirror and was checking myself out and
then heard a knock on the door. I quickly went and grabbed my purse and
slung it over my shoulder and put on the light spring coat and opened
the door and the taxi driver was there and I told him I would be
locking the door and would be right there.

	I locked the front door and walked to the taxi, where the driver
was waiting holding the door for me and I slid in and told him where I
wanted to go. Nothing was said on the drive and I got a text from Paul
saying that he had arrived at the restaurant and was waiting for me. I
was tingling with excitement and started remembering that special night
in March of 1994, I was wearing a stunning dress he bought for me, then
the romance of the evening. Then him taking me back to his hotel room,
the passionate make out sessions, and then him giving Wedding night
lingerie to wear, and taking my feminine oral virginity and I was the
first woman that ever took him all the way to orgasm orally, I actually
was tearing up thinking about it. Before I knew it, we were at the
restaurant. I paid for the ride and then the driver came and opened my
door and a carefully slid out, but did not really have to worry, the
skirt was too long and tight.

	As I got out, I realized the sun being out made it rather warm in
my coat and I took it off and hung it over my right arm and walked to
the entrance of Earl's. I loved hearing my heels clicking and as I
walked in I was as always thrilled, model material females, dressed to
impress, and I was not that far off of how they were dressed. The girl
that greeted me, I had seen before and she recognized me. We exchanged
the usual female to female smile and she said smiling wide, "well hello
there, welcome back!". I thanked her and said it was nice to see her
again as well, she was in a back spandex miniskirt, While shimmering
gold blouse, cleavage like mine, ultra sheer black hose and about 3"
black patent heels and perfect makeup. She had a very good memory and
said, "is your partner joining you?", I told her she was not coming and
told her I was there to meet someone and she smiled and said, "Joyce
right?", I told her I was and then she told me a gentleman was waiting
for me and to follow her. Walking behind her, both of our heels
clicking in unison, I was in heaven.

	When we got to the table, Paul's back was to me, and she said,
"here you are", and then Paul turned around, and then there he was, he
stood up and immediately gave me a huge hug and a light kiss on the
cheek and whispered in my ear how lovely I smelled how lovely it was to
hug me again. We broke our embrace and I went to the other side of the
table and put my coat down on one of the other chairs and sat down.
Paul looked me over and quietly said, "now that is impressive", staring
at my tits. I smiled and told him it was just an illusion, and he
quietly said, "dear, you have more cleavage and tits that allot of the
girls in this place". I said nothing and just smiled, and slung my
purse off my shoulder and placed it on the back of the chair. I was
nervous and excited all at the same time, but before I could say
anything, our waitress came and said, "well hello again!, love the new
hairstyle, and it has been awhile". First off I was floored, how did
this girl remember me?, and I looked her over she was a blond
bombshell, very long hair and in a tight mini LBD, sheer nude hose and
heels almost as high as mine, and of course perfect makeup, I
definitely did not remember her. As all females when meeting another
female, you get looked over, and she looked me over and paused and had
a confused look on her face and she said, "are you together?", point at
Paul and I. I could tell she was staring my breasts and Lesbian charm,
earrings and I smiled at her and looked at her in the eyes and then
smiled and said, "no we are just fiends, I have a same sex partner and
am spoken for". She looked at me and said, "I thought so, you were here
the last time with her right?". I again smiled back and told her that I
was with her the last time, she smiled back and said, "I see your
friend has a drink, can I get you anything" and I told her a glass of
white sine would be fine. She smiled and walked away and I was staring
and her and Paul saw that and said, "you know you are as hot looking as
she is". I smiled and told him, "not a chance", he looked at me and
said, "oh yes you are, and it is amazing she remembered you".

	As always, wanting to use the ladies room as much as possible, I
told Paul I had to use the ladies room, and this time I definitely did
and grabbed my purse and smiled at him definitely wanted to give him a
gentle kiss, but simply got up slung my purse over my shoulder and
headed to the ladies room. To say I loved Earl's would be an
understatement, the way I was dressed and looking at the other females,
dressed almost identical to me, I felt so special.  I made sure as I
walked, my walk was slow and deliberate to not only give Paul a show,
but the rest of the place, and walking quickly in the heels I was in
and how tight the skirt was, I really had no choice. I got to the
familiar ladies washroom, and noticed I was alone and took one of the
middle of the 4 stalls and went in, hung up my purse and tugged up the
tight skirt and moved things around and sat down to do my business and
I heard two other women come into the room while I was sitting there,
and one went on either side of me. I looked down and neither were
wearing heels, which was disappointing. I fished up and made sure I
made all of the right sounds and arranged things and tugged down my
skirt and left my stall. I went to the sinks and mirrors and cleaned
up, and about that time, one of the other women came out and joined me,
we smiled to each other in the mirror, she was about my age in a pant
suit. I fluffed out my hair and obviously my lips did not need touching
up and went to the full length mirror and made sure my skirt looked
right and left the room and back to the table to meet Paul.

	Paul was staring and smiling at me the entire time I was walking,
I took off my purse and put it on the back of the chair and sat down,
and I noticed my drink was there for me. Paul and I then started
talking and he told me he loved my new hairdo, and I told him that the
last time he saw me was a very long time ago, and things change. He
smiled and said, "definitely, and I love your new look, very chic and
classy". He knew all about me working as a female in a Bridal salon,
and we started talking about my wardrobe and it was fun to describe,
and she said, "my lord, you can open up your own Bridal Salon". Where
we were seated was in a back corner of the restaurant, and were away
from other customers, so we were able to speak freely. Earl's is one
place you cannot help but notice the all female staff and how they are
dressed, and how they are all pretty much model material, and myself
and Paul's eyes wandered from time to time, and he asked at one point,
"what is this place?". I went on to explain what it was all about, how
all the women are contract employees from a modeling agency. He
commented "wow", and we both continued to look around and I was
enjoying the view. Our waitress came and asked if we were ready to
order and I had not even opened the menu and Paul told her that he had
decided, but we needed more time, and I told her and Paul I knew what I
wanted. Paul was surprised but she smiled and looked at me and said,
"Cesar salad and dry riblets?", I smiled back and her and said, "why
yes", she kept on staring at me and smiling and then she broke the
stare and looked over at Paul and said, "and you will have?". Paul
ordered a chicken Cesar wrap and fries. She said he would be back with
our order and then it hit me, it was the waitress that commented on the
bra I wore once and she asked me and Sharon about it. I swore the way
she was looking me over and staring at me, she was hitting on me. Paul
noticed too and said, "seems you have made quite the impression here,
and I think she likes you", I said, "yea I guess so, and I think she
does, and oh boy, if she only knew".

	I then asked Paul why he wanted to meet, and he right away said
that he wanted to see me in person and he had a wild idea, and thought
I might like it. Speaking quietly, he said:

"I cannot tell you over the years how many times I have thought of that
night with you, the emotion and passion, even to this day when I make
love to my wife, I sometimes think of you to help me orgasm."

I was flattered and I blushed and smiled at him, and then he went on:

"I have an idea, I know you will like, I want a honeymoon Wedding
weekend away with you as my new Bride".

I giggled and said, "dear, we are both long Married".

	About time our waitress came back with our food and set it down
and said, looking directly at me, "I love your watch and bracelet, and
the nail colour you are wearing". I thanked her and again, she kept on
staring at me and told me directly, not Paul, then asked if there was
anything I needed to let her know. I thanked her and she walked away,
both of watching and looking her over and Paul said, "holy shit, she
really is hitting on you". I smiled and asked Paul to continue what he
had in mind, and was actually getting excited about it, the ideas was
interesting. So he went on:

"I know who much you love your Wedding gowns and know you have not worn
all of them in public, so I am suggesting I take you away for a weekend
to Niagara falls, in one of your gowns, posing as your new husband, and
we do the 'Wedding routine', pictures by the falls, a honeymoon night
to a dinner theatre, then back to the hotel for a honeymoon night. You
in honeymoon lingerie, and we enjoy the evening".

I was speechless, I had no clue what to say other than, "really?", and
he yes "yes, really". I told him the amount of planning was going to be
huge and she said:

"I have all of the details planned out, the time for the pictures, the
photographer, the hotel, the dinner theatre, getting us to and from
there, all you need to do is pick out the attire".

	I was floored and giggling all at the same time and said I loved
the ideas, but even the planning on my side was going to be long
(almost like when I was married for real and that took a year) and he
smiled and told me he thought I could handle it. We were eating and our
waitress came by and asked if everything was alright and once again
only looked at me and I told her everything was fine and was staring at
me as she walked away, of course I could not stop staring back at her.

	A million thoughts ran trough my mind, clothes, hair, makeup,
dresses, packing, etc. I then started asking Paul WHY?. He had a sly
look on his face and again quietly said:

"I wanted my new wife to suck me while still in her Wedding dress, she
refused I know you will being my new Bride, actually, you are the last
woman to ever suck me, she refuses to give oral sex"

	I blushed and again was overwhelmed, I told him I did not know
what to say and he said, "all you need to say is, 'I do'", I smiled
wild and looked at him and said, "yes, I do". he smiled and said, "yes
to being my wife or yes to orally pleasing me", and I smiled back and
said, "both". So that was the beginning of the planning of the big day,
I was going to be in one of my Wedding gowns and be the new Bride of
Paul for the weekend, again I was thrilled and excited as well as
nervous.

	We stared at each other for a couple of minutes looking around
and staring at the wait staff, and I caught our waitress every once in
a while looking over at me and smiling. Paul broke the ice and said,
"so what gown do you have in mind to wear to be as my Bride", I smiled
back and (honestly at that point and no clue) and said, "one you have
never seen before, after all it should be a surprise at the alter for
the groom". He looked at me and said, "how many wedding gowns do you
actually have in your closets?", I told him 6 and he said, "wow, I
cannot wait so see what my new bride will be wearing". My mind was
racing and I was getting exited and asked Paul what else he had in mind
and he told me that he had a few surprises and that he could not talk
about. I smiled and told him I had a few was well, he smiled back and
said he was looking forward to them. About this time our waitress came
over and saw I was out of wine and asked myself and Paul if we wanted a
refill of our drinks. Once again, she was staring only at me and I told
her a refill would be nice and she grabbed the glasses and said she
would be back, and this time staring at me she bit her lip while
smiling and walked away. Paul saw it, and said, "ok, it is official,
she is hitting on you". I smiled and said to Paul, "oh I know".

	I Then started asking Paul about the weekend and told him I had
to know some details other than the obvious for what he wanted to see
me wearing. He told me he called and checked and for the dinner theatre
here was a dress code and like Stage West, it was no running shoes,
track pants, men, a jacket at least and women, at least a skirt. I
smiled and told him my closets had more than enough to conform to that,
and he smiled and said, "oh I know they do", about that time our
waitress came back with our drinks an put them down and again only
stared at me and I thanked her and she kept on staring back at me as
she sauntered away. I rolled my eyes back as I stared at this woman I
would definitely love to have in bed making love to and thought, "dear
if you only knew". I then focused back on Paul and asked him what he
wanted to see me in for the dinner theatre, and he said, "what about a
little black dress?", I smiled back at him and said, "you will have to
be a little more specific, I have over 20 LBD's". He smiled back and
said, "why am I not surprised?, pick one that you are comfortable in".
I told him I would and then asked about my "going home outfit", and he
again said, "whatever you are comfortable in". as we finished our
lunch, my mind was going through all of my choices, and I was going to
rely on my husband Sharon, to help make some of the final decisions. I
smiled at him and said, "I guess you already know the honeymoon night
lingerie?", he smiled and said, "yes, I cannot wait to see that again".

	We pretty much finished eating and our waitress saw that and came
over staring at me, not Paul, and asked if we were done and I told her
we were and said she would be back with the bill. Once that happened I
knew it was my queue for another trip to the ladies room and told Paul
I had to freshen up and he smiled and I told him I would be right back.
I grabbed my purse and slung it over my shoulder and started the long
slow walk to the washroom. I knew Paul was watching and again, walked
slow and deliberate, I loved the looks I was getting and I went into
the bathroom and to my surprise, there was only one stall available. I
went in and hung up my purse and had two other women in heels next to
me, and I loved it when I looked down. I hiked up my skirt, moved
things around and sat down and did my business making sure I was making
the right sounds. I heard stall doors open and two of the women beside
me left, and I was finished and adjusted everything and tugged down my
skirt, and grabbed my purse and left the stall, one of the other women
was left and at the sinks, and was washing up. I went and stood beside
her and put down my purse and was washing up and looked at the other
women in the mirror and she was about my age in a skirt suit, and we
exchanged smiles and she said, "well hello there". She looked me over
and said, "you work here as well?". I was totally at a loss and I
apologized and told her I did not know who she was. She smiled and said
that her and her daughter were at the Bridal Salon and I fitted her
daughter for her gown 9 months ago. She went on to say how lovely the
dress is and how they were about to go in for the first fitting and how
helpful I was in assisting them. I unpacked my purse and pulled out my
lipstick and gloss and told her I was glad to help and that I did not
work at the restaurant, and she looked over again and had a puzzled
look on her face and said, "I have no clue how you wear heels that
high, my back starts aching looking at you wearing those at the salon,
but it is a very sharp looking outfit". I smiled and thanked her and
she left and applied a healthy coat of lipstick and gloss and then
packed it away in my purse and fluffed out my hair and was checking
myself in the full length mirror and another woman walked in and we
exchanged smiles and I left to go back to the table.

	I was about to sit down when I got back to the table and Paul
asked if I was ready to go, and told me he settled the bill, but handed
it to be and said I should read the back. There was a note:

"It was a pleasure serving you today, you look very nice in leather,
give me a call sometime, Heather, 905-211-6598,
heather4259@hotmail.com, XXXOOO"

	I smiled and slipped it into my purse and all Paul did was smile
and I smiled back and grabbed my light spring coat and we walked to the
entrance to leave, but the waitress made sure she saw me leave and gave
me a little wave, and I waved back. As we walked to Paul's car, he made
the comment, "I cannot believe that just happened". We got to his car
and Paul being the gentleman opened my door and I put my coat in the
back seat and slid in, but made sure that when I slid in I hiked the
leather skirt and sitting down in a leather skirt do what it does and
ride up, and I let it ride up very high, almost to my thigh high tops.
Paul got in his side and smiled and said, "well those lovely legs look
familiar". Paul then proceeded to drive me home, but I reached over and
guided his hand to my silky legs and he smiled at me and proceeded to
caress them, and said, "yes as silky as I remember". We talked more
about the weekend and I told him how much I was looking forward to it,
especially in one of my Wedding gowns and he promised me he would keep
me in it as long as possible in public to show me off. He continued to
caress my silky legs and I reached over and felt his crotch and it was
sticking out like a tent. I caressed it and he said he had another
meeting to go to, but would have loved for me to take care of him when
he dropped me off and the next time he wanted me was in a Wedding gown
and I told him I was so looking forward to doing that. He also asked
again, so when did you start hormones?, I told him I was not, it was
just cleaver padding, and he said, "your ass in the tight skirt is just
as sexy as any of the girls we saw today". I thanked him, and I told
him they fill out some of my sexier clothes nicely, and he smiled as he
continued to caress, and said, "oh I would love to see you model some
of those in private for me", I told him perhaps another time. We got to
the house and I did not have had to direct him, and he marked it on his
GPS. He came and opened my door and I grabbed my coat and he walked me
to the back door and I wanted to kiss him so badly, and he saw that but
told me he had to be careful, and not get perfume on his suit jacket or
any lipstick marks so he gave me a light kiss on the cheek and promised
that for the weekend, there would be long make out sessions, and I
reached down and gave his crotch another squeeze and told him I was so
looking forward to enjoying him, and licked my lips.

	He left and thanks to his wife always watching his on-line
chatting, that was the last real time conversation I had with him. I
went in and stripped out of my clothes and into one of my terri cloth
robe, I emailed my husband and told her and she immediately got back to
me and was excited and loved the idea, and told me I had a bunch of
work to do and I told her that I knew I did, I then started thinking
about the clothing for the weekend. First and foremost, was which
Wedding gown to choose, I had 3 that I had not worn in public yet, and
sent an email to my husband as she had seen one of the 3, I had not
worn in public. She sent me an email back and said she had an idea that
she had to plan and it would be one that I would like to help me choose
the dress. Then the dinner theatre LBD, and decided to wear one I wore
for one of the times Sharon and I got together to celebrate Christmas,
it was a strapless shorter style, with a peplum, and shows cleavage and
I got a black satin bolero jacket t go with it. I knew the hose were
going to be sheer black or patterned of some kind and my heels were
going to be my black 5 1'4" patent ones. The hose, lingerie and jewelry
were going to be a decision I would make lastly. For the next day
outfit, I was not sure, it was going to be one of my new bodycon
dresses, I decided to wait until the day of the packing to decide on
which one as I had many choices and hosiery heels and everything else
to the same day.

Saturday May 9th, 2015, Wedding Dress Choice and Surprise
Bachelorette Party

	So I got an email about 2 weeks after Paul asked me out for the
weekend and it was from my husband and she wrote:

"Hi Sweetie,

I suggest a week before the Wedding weekend, we play 'visit the Bridal
Salon', and you bring out the dresses you have in mind and the many
headpieces you have and you slip into the dresses and we try on the
different headpieces, to find the final look, what do you think?, I
will clear out the living room so we will have lots of space to make it
happen".

	I was thrilled with the idea, emailed her back and said I wanted
it to happen, then really started to look at the Wedding gowns I had,
now they all but one are circa 1980's and early 90's, so even if I
wanted to try them on to see how they would look, I could not as they
all have buttons and no zippers. I did have one more that was a gift
from a special Lesbian friend I dated a few years before, a stunning
dress, but it used a zipper, and was a mid 2000 style gown and I wanted
one of the 80's and 90's gowns, so when buttoned up into it there was
no way to get out, almost like you were trapped in it, a very thrilling
feeling, so I only really had 2 to choose from. I decided to wait until
the Saturday Sharon suggested and would go from there. The weeks
leading up to the Saturday I was tingling with excitement as I remember
the many times going into a Bridal Salon and trying on dresses as part
of a fantasy and for real, the feeling of slipping into a gown and
seeing it on you for the first time is very emotional.

	Just two days before the weekend I got an email from my husband:

"Joyce, I have to work on Saturday in the morning, but will be back in
time for the Bridal dress fitting mid afternoon, I am thinking 3pm, if
you want this to be really special, be dressed in whatever lingerie you
want to wear for the dresses, and anything else you want to put on then
one of your robes and wait in your room until I come and get you at
3pm, put the dresses to model downstairs on the couch as well as all of
the headpieces".

	The email got me thinking of what Sharon was up to and decided to
go along with it and usually for a Bridal fitting you are in just plain
street clothes and then strip and get into and dress for fitting in a
change room. However she asked me to be already stripped when she was
going to come and get me, so I started to plan. Now I had already tried
on the one dress I had in mind without a full crinoline that Sharon
helped me into, the other she had never seen before, so both were going
to be tried on with a crinoline. Then I thought abut shoes, should I
already be wearing white satin heels? (I have several), or just in bare
nude nyloned feet, or sheer white nylons that would be worn for the
Wedding?. I then started thinking about other things to complete the
Wedding look, first was the flowers and I had to present and carry and
I had at least 3 bridal bouquets to choose from (and several Bridesmaid
ones). I decided on going with a large colourful floral one that I have
not used for a public outing, so I decided with that one. Again not
knowing what Sharon had planned, was going to be laying that out with
the dresses. Lingerie, well, there was new sexy white merry widow with
removable straps and a garter belt, deep low plunging back, perfect for
both of the dresses, and then stay ups or ultra white stockings. I
looked through my lingerie drawer and found a pair, perfect, ultra
sheer and pretty white lace at the tops. They were still in the package
and decided to search for another pair and had none, but grabbed a pair
of nude stockings and for the fitting, went with those. Both dresses
had very high necklines, so there was no need for a necklace, so all I
had to do was to determine earrings and I decided on a pair of small
pearl drop earrings. Final touch was going to be gloves, I had two
choices, white lace gloves or just plain white satin gloves. I pulled
both out.

	So the day of "fitting" came and Sharon left for work and the
house was clear, and I was tingling with excitement, I decided to stage
everything and grabbed the two gowns took them out of their bags, and
loved the feeling of how heavy there were and laid them out on the
couch. I inspected both gowns and then realized my second last dress
had so a low cut back and a very sexy plunge in the front, no bra could
be worn and remembered that it had built in bras so the strategy
changed on what I was going to be wearing as for lingerie, bra and
stockings. I then went upstairs and got into the shower and "squeeky
clean", and then headed back down to my bedroom to get ready for the
day. I put on my long curly hair, the same as what I dated Paul
wearing. The I started getting dressed, first it was a pair of pure
white satin panties, bikini style that I wore on my real Wedding day.
Next was the new Merry widow and it felt like a dream as I slipped it
on and it actually was the first time, and the push up part of the bra
and the padding really enhanced my 38B/C breasts, to a point I was not
going to be needing my inserts. Then my foundation garment and I sat
down and put on the pair of nude stocking and slipped them on and
clipped them into place, about that time I heard footsteps upstairs and
looked outside and saw my husband's care in the driveway, I checked the
clock and saw that it was 1pm, 2 hours before she said that she was
going to come and get me the "fitting". I was wondering what was going
and then shortly after I heard the shower running. I continued to get
ready, and all I had to really do was put on a minimal amount of
makeup, so I went to my bathroom and started, I decided on no
foundation, as I did not want any makeup on either of the gowns. I did
put on some eyeliner, and little purple eye shadow, a touch of blush
and a light coating to Sharon and I's matching lipstick.

	I put on my pink satin robe and then eventually heard heel clicks
above my head, and it was only 1:30pm. I had no clue what was going on
and simply surf'd the internet. Before long I heard furniture moving
and then about 2:30pm, I heard female laughter and more heels clicking
it was not just one set, but multiple. As I was waiting I thought more
about my shoes for the dresses and pulled out the 3" white satin heels
with rhinestones on them, the same ones I wore for the Bridal Garden
shoot in 2006. Then the headpieces, I had 8 and eliminated the two I
had already worn in public for photo shoots, so put them away, all were
circa 1980 or 1990, large crowns and veil, I looked them over and took
the one I like the most and it was the largest and put it on one end of
the top of couch, and then went through the others and painfully placed
them in order of least to most favourite, and loved each and every one.
The first one in line was the one that actually came with the first
dress and I wanted a picture of me in the dress and it at least. The
one I put at the very end towards the stairs, the first to grab was the
one that Bride wore for the first dress I was going to be trying on and
I really wanted to see the whole look. I finished laying them out and
then the other accessories. Then I was thinking of earrings and decided
on a dainty pair of silver earrings with a little pearl drop on them
and laid them out as well as a pair of rhinestone hair barrettes. I was
double checking my accessories and forgot the large crinoline I was
going to wear and went and grabbed it and put it with the rest of the
items. I went back to my room and continued to hear female laughter and
heels clicking all over the place and wondered what was going on.

	At 3pm, I heard a knock on the door and my husband telling me
that it was time and she would meet me upstairs and to bring my
favourites picture book, she want to see it again, I found it odd and
grabbed the book. I finished what I was doing and went upstairs in
stockinged feet to meet my husband expecting to see her in her track
pants and a sweatshirt, reading on the couch as I entered the living
room, but it was quite the different sight. There was her, her GG lover
Brenda, the Lesbian woman I dated a few years earlier, Cheryle, and
another woman I had never seen before and I stopped dead in my tracks
and all of them said at the same time "surprise!". My husband walked up
to me smiling and grabbed my hands and said:

"dear, you know you do not go looking for wedding dresses alone or with
just one other female opinion, you always bring a second along, you
should know that working in a Bridal Salon, so I took the liberty of
setting this up for you to make it more fun and real"

	I still had a look of shock on my face and she took me by the
hand and lead me to the couch where the other girls were sitting and
said, "you know all of the girls here except Sandy, she is Cheryle's
new girlfriend". She stood up and shook my hand and smiled and said,
"it is very nice to meet you and you do make a lovely Bride and you and
Sharon a lovely couple", and I looked down and saw Sharon had gone and
grabbed my wedding scrapbook and they were going through it. I smiled
and thanked her, and she said, "and Cheryle was right, your are very
cute". I blushed and knew she knew who and what I was and was a little
pissed off, but at the same time thrilled another GG knew my true sex.
I looked over the girls, and something else was odd, it was a Saturday
afternoon and they were all dressed up sort of. First my husband, she
was wearing the same thing she did when she took me out as a cuckold
sissy, one of my lipstick red silk blouses, one of my just above the
knee length black pencil skirts, ultra sheer black hose and her 3"
black patent heels. Then her lover Brenda, she was in a black leather
knee length pencil skirt, black silk blouse, nude hose and her usual 3"
black strappy heels, mentally I thought, "I almost have the same outfit
I wore to meet Paul". Next was Cheryle, she was in a one piece green
bodycon style dress, very figure flattering and nude hose and 3" black
kid heels. Finally was Sandy, she was in a well above the knee length
black pencil skirt, not quite a mini gold silk blouse, black 4" patent
heels and ultra sheer nude hose. I took a chance to look over Sandy and
she was about the same height as Cheryle and I, cute face, a little
heavier than I but nice breasts, she definitely was the younger of the
5 of us. All 4 of them had definitely done their makeup as for going to
the office and Brenda maybe a little more, my husband was wearing our
matching lipstick. I looked around the room and my husband arranged it
so only the couch was in the main part of the room and the coffee table
was there and next to it was the love seat. I then asked why they were
all dressed up, and my husband said,

"dear, again, you being one that has worked in a Bridal Salon should
know the more well dressed you are the better service you get, so we
wanted to play the part".

	My spouse asked me to sit down and have a snack and a glass of
wine, and I saw she had put out munchie trays and they all were sipping
on wine, so it was me on the love seat and the other 4 across from me
and then the fun started, but not before Sharon asked me to put down my
favourite picture book on the table. Brenda grabbed it and asked what
it was and Sharon said, "oh Joyce loves her picture taken and these are
some of her favourites over the last 26 or so years". Sandy was looking
over Brenda's shoulder, and then the questions started, "so where did
you meet the groom?, what does he have planned for you?". I was about
to start answering and Sandy squealed out?, "are you serious!, lingerie
pics?!, and look at all of these outfits and dresses, and you make a
lovely Bridesmaid as well, the lingerie ones, so sexy and I would not
have a clue it was not a real woman if I did not know". Sharon said,
"lingerie?, what lingerie?" and stood up and went and looked at the
book and it was one of my favourite teddies and in a very sexy pose.
Sharon said, "I never knew these existed", said coly, "I have a whole
book just of lingerie", Sharon shook her head and said, "who took
these?, and when", I told her it was Paul and it was in Hamilton when
we lived there in my bedroom. She said, "wait, the same Paul who was
your first man and the one that is taking you for the weekend?". I said
it was, and she said, "well this explains alot then". I then explained
to them about the weekend and how it all came about and what Paul had
planned and Sandy said "do you have a dress for the dinner theatre" and
Sharon rolled her eyes and said, "she has enough formal dressed to go
to the dinner theatre at least 100 times and never in the same dress".
Sandy said, "are you kidding really?, have maybe two dresses in my
closet for that type of occasion" and Sharon, "oh believe me she does".
Sharon then said:

"ok ladies, we are here for the darling, not so virginal Bride to be
Joyce for the big day next week, we are running out of time today, so
Joyce, for today, your Maid of Honor is going to be Cheryle and your #1
Bridesmaid is Sandy and #2 is Brenda and I am #3, So Cheryle, take our
lovely Bride to be and get her into her first dress, and you may want
to take Sandy, I am sure the dresses she has chosen have tons of
buttons, and Joyce bring up the lingerie book when you come up, I am
dying to see what I missed years ago."

	 Cheryle came and grabbed my hand and helped me up and lead me
downstairs with Sandy following. When we got to the bottom of the
stairs, both girls said, "Wow!, are those all your headpieces?", I said
they were and it was up to all of us to find the right one for the
dress. Sandy asked what was next and Cheryle said she would take the
lead as she had been a Bride and a Bridesmaid before and knew what to
do. I told then before we started that Sharon wanted me to get the
lingerie book and I went to my room and grabbed it and brought it back
and put it on the table. I then told both of them all of the
accessories were on the table as well. Cheryle then said, "I see you
have a crinoline, let's start with that, ok drop the robe dear". I was
a little hesitant and Cheryle saw that and said, "we are all women here
and you tell other Brides that". I dropped the robe and looked over at
Sandy and she commented, "what darling looking lingerie, love the
stockings and garters, oh my", I thanked her and  Cheryle held out the
crinoline and told me to step into it and I grabbed Sandy and Cheryle's
shoulders and stepped into the large crinoline. It was the first time I
was close to them and made the comment they were both wearing the same
perfume and it was lovely. Cheryle smiled and said, "sound familiar?",
and proceeded to help me do up the drawstring of the crinoline, then
asked which was the first gown and I pointed to my latest one, the one
I had never tried on before. She instructed Sandy to go to the other
side and she reached under and fluffed it out and told me to bend over
and both of the girls put it over my head and helped guiding my arms
into the dress, then brought it over. I knew to stand up and I did then
they tugged it down over the crinoline and started fluffing out the
dress, Sandy taking Cheryle's lead. Cheryle then came behind me and
went, "holy cow, look all the buttons, she did up the small zipper at
the base of my back and said to Sandy and I, "I will be right back and
went upstairs". Leaving me holding the top of the dress waiting to get
done up and Sandy made the comment, "oh my god, what a lovely dress,
and you do make a lovely Bride and are you on hormones?, those boobs
look lovely", I smiled and said to her, "ever seen an ugly Bride? and
those boobs are real, no hormones", she smiled back and said, "I guess
not and still impressive boobs". Cheryle came back and said, "come here
Sandy, and Joyce, keep holding the dress up, I had to get a something
to help make all these buttons easier", it was bobby pins. She started
at the top and told Sandy to hold my hair back and started at the very
top, right away I was pleased as it fit perfectly around my neck and
was a very high neck line. I laughed as she started, and said, "I
forgot about that trick we use is a darning knitting needle, but that
trick works". She then told Sandy to start at the bottom and work up
towards her, and showed her the trick. She asked me if I knew how many
buttons and I told there was 41, and she said, "no way you are getting
out of this by yourself" I said, "I know, that is why I love the
feeling". They finished and both commented how romantic the back was
and my bra was not showing, and Cheryle commented that the train was
already bustled, and then I turned around and they both put their hands
over their mouth and said, "Oh my God, how pretty". They both noticed
the broach I had placed at the top of the bodice at the neckline  and
they both noticed it was an antique Lesbian broach with two women about
to kiss and they thought it was awesome. Then Cheryle told Sandy to
take one of my wrists and do up the 9 buttons on it and Cheryle did up
the other wrist Cherlye asked if I was ready to go and show the rest of
the Wedding party and I said I was and she said, "wait, shoes", I told
her they were laid out near the headpieces with the other accessories
and went and grabbed them and both commented on how pretty they were
and loved the rhinestones on them. I held onto Sandy's shoulder and was
close to her and could smell her perfume and told her quietly how
lovely she smelled. Cheryle tugged under my dress and all of the
crinolines and slipped on each of the heels. She then stood up and
fluffed out my dress and said, "ready?", I told her I was and we all
went upstairs, Sandy in front of me, Cheryle behind me helping with all
the fabric going up the stairs I was holding on to a bunch and the
railing with the other hand. I loved the feeling of the new dress, the
tightness around the torso and the feeling of being trapped.

	I got to the top of the stairs, and both girls helped me get the
dress ready and made sure the crinolines were right asked if I was
ready and I said I was, I then rounded the corner to go into the living
room and Brenda immediately went, "WOW", Sharon said, "very nice, and
where did this one come from?, or shall I ask?". I said nothing but
smiled and moved to the center of the room slowly modelling around and
totally enjoy the feeling of the dress and crinolines, my heels
clicking, and Cheryle and Sandy went and sat down. I modelled around a
bit more and then Sharon said, "well the dress is very lovely, now
let's see the train", and Cheryle spoke up and got out of her seat and
said she would un-bustle it, then Sharon said she would get a pedestal
and pulled a wooden platform from the closet and placed it in the
middle of the room. After being a Bride for real, and fantasy Bridal
shopping many times over and working at a Bridal salon for several
years I knew the drill and carefully stood on the box, asking for
Cheryle to help me up and she grabbed my hand and helped me up. I hiked
up my dress and letting it fall around me. Cheryle then came and undid
the four loops at my waist saying to me and the other girls, "have to
remember where to find the loops again girls, there are four of them".
She undid them and the train dropped down and asked Sandy to come and
help her fluff out my train. They adjusted it and fluffed it out and
this was the first time for me actually seeing what the train looked
like. It was not that impressive, just a bit of detail down the center
and that was about it, I was a bit disappointed, some of my other
Wedding dresses have much more elaborate detailing.

	All of the girls were commenting on how lovely the dress was and
how pretty I looked in it, and then as they walked around I wanted to
know what the back and front looked like and Sharon went and grabbed a
floor length mirror and placed it up against the wall in front of me.
Like always when myself or any woman sees themselves in a Wedding dress
for the first time, it is always a shock as the look is so romantic and
feminine it is overwhelming, even though I had gone through this moment
dozens of times over the years, it is always special. As I stared at
myself in the mirror, I loved the look and the broach made the front
look even more special, then my husband like in years past she copied
what other Bridal salon attendants did, she grabbed a another large
mirror and walked in behind me and held it up. I remembered getting
this done to me in a Bridal salon fantasy visit and she moved the
mirror around so I could see what the back looked like and I was
thrilled with the look. I moved my hair around and away and saw the
entire back and loved the look of the buttons and the sheer material,
Sharon smiled at me and said, "very nice". As I was admiring myself,
the other girls were walking around and talking amongst themselves
about the dress and I swished around and loved the look of the
crinoline under the dress and how it made the dress overall appearance
so incredible. I asked if I could get pictures of the dress so I could
see what it looked like and Sharon spoke up and stopped the girls as
they were going for their phone to take pictures and said, "we at least
need to get pictures with her in a headpiece". At that point I looked
at Cheryle and told her that the headpiece I needed was the first one
on the couch as you walked downstairs into the room and told asked to
bring one of the floral bouquets I had laid out as well. Cheryle went
off to get them and in the meantime, the other girls came to me and
started asking how I felt about the dress and if I really liked it and
I told them I did, but in my head I knew that they would change their
mind when they saw the next dress, so I played along. My husband came
up to me and asked the other girls if they wanted to see the dress
without the broach and they all agreed and Sharon came and took it off.
She was smiling at me and said, "remember your are supposed to be
marrying a man not another woman". She took it off and I was surprised
how the collar looked with our it, very dainty and feminine and all of
them agreed it look good with or without it. Cheryle then came back
into the room and walked up to me and placed the headpiece in place and
I told all of the girls that this is one that the Bride wore with the
dress and it and saw it and it definitely fit the era of the dress, it
was not that impressive compared to my other headpieces. Then Sharon
announced it was pictures time and Sandy handed me the bouquet and I
posed with it and smiled as all of the girls started taking pictures
from all different angles so that I could see everything about the
dress. Sharon asked everyone if they had enough pictures and everyone
said they did and then Cheryle came and grabbed the bouquet and placed
it on the couch and then said, "alright ladies now where are those
loops, we have to bustle her up". All of the girls started looking and
they found them and Cheryle bustled me up and asked if I was ready to
go and I told her I was and she and Sandy helped me get down the stairs
which was a slow walk as I had to negotiate not only the dress but the
large crinoline as well.

	We got to the bottom of the stairs and I moved to the center of
the room and Cheryle asked Sandy to come and help her to undo the
buttons, after carefully taking off the headpiece and joked, saying, "I
bet Paul is going to have fun undoing all of these next Saturday night,
hope he does not rip the buttons off to get at your sweet body". I
commented back that he better not and said, "besides he wants me to
take care of him while in the dress", Cheryle laughed as she was
unbuttoning and said, "gee that sounds familiar". They go all of the
buttons undone and Cheryle asked me to bend over and she asked Sandy to
get to the other side of me and the two of them carefully slid the
dress over my head and off. As they did that I undid the large
crinoline and Cheryle came and offered me her shoulder as I stepped out
of it. I told the girls that had to change out of my lingerie as the
next dress I could not wear a bra with and they both asked why and I
told them "trust me, you cannot", to which Cheryle said, "well this
should be interesting". I grabbed my robe, slid it on and told the
girls I would be right back and went into my Bedroom and Cheryle said
she would pack up the dress as I walked away. I slipped out of the
robe, kicked off the white satin Bridal 3" heels and then undid the
garters and slipped off the stockings and put them away and then the
merry widow, and put it away. I looked around my lingerie drawer and
found a couple of nude stay ups, used ones with runs in them, and sat
down and quickly slipped them on. I then slipped the robe back on, and
the white satin Bridal heels, and went back into the play room where
the girls were waiting for me, they asked if I was ready and I told
them I was.

	They had already gotten the next dress out of the bag and made
the comment that the dress was much heavier than the first one and I
told them it was, and they would see why. I dropped my robe and felt a
little awkward just being in my foundation garment, and a pair of nude
stay ups. Neither of the girls said anything and Cheryle had grabbed
the crinoline and put it in the middle of the room and both girls
helped me step into it and then I did up the drawstring. Cheryle then
organized the dress and I bent over and both girls assisted me in
guiding my arms and such as I slipped it on. As the girls fluffed out
the dress to put it over the crinoline, they both stood there, mouths
wide open and speechless at the dress, then started making comments
like, "you look like royalty" and "look at all that beading, and look
at the shoulders". I told them to wait until it was totally done up
before making more comments. both of the girls moved to the back and
started doing up the buttons and Cheryle commented, "now I can see why
you cannot wear a bra, these buttons go clear down to almost your panty
line and there has to be at least another couple dozen buttons compared
to the last dress". I told them it was 55 and they began to start
buttoning me, and again, I loved the feeling of the tightness of the
dress and the feeling of not being able to get out of the dress if I
wanted to by myself. The girls finished doing me up and then Sandy went
and fluffed out the train and made a comment it was long compared to
the other dress and said that the train had netting in it for fullness,
and I told them it was actually two trains in one. They both walked
around to the front the dress and Cheryle said, "oh my!, look at the
cleavage, no wonder you cannot wear a bra, and Joyce this dress is not
only romantic and regal, but damn sexy all at the same time". I told
her I could not agree more. The girls then did up the dozen buttons at
my wrists and again, Cheryle comment, "I have never seen so many
buttons".

	The girls asked if I was ready to go and we all headed upstairs
with Cheryle in behind me managing the train, while I held the front of
the dress and crinolines up as we slowly walked up the stairs, when we
got to the top, Cheryle took the time and spread out my train as much
as she could in the kitchen, and then I walked in and right away
noticed the wooden box was not here and headed to the center of the
room, and Sharon said, "thought this would be the other dress". Brenda
commented, "oh my God, how 80's, even Madonna would be proud and look
at the huge puffy shoulders, and the sexy plunge in the bodice, very
sexy". I then walked around dragging the 10 ft train behind me and the
other girls sat and watched and made comments, comparing this dress to
the other. Brenda asked if I was wearing a bra and I told her I was not
and she commented on how low the front and back was and said, "yea I
guess not", and told her that the previous owner had bra pads sewn into
it. The wooden box was brought out and Cheryle helped me onto it and
then her and Sandy started fluffing out the train, and indeed, it was
two trains in one, and the longer one had netting under it to make it
stand out and the total train length was almost 10 feet, and they had
fun sorting it out and Cheryle made the comment, "this is going to be
fun to bustle if she chooses this dress, this train is huge how did the
original Bride manage?". Sharon said she attempted the first time I put
on the dress but she gave up. They all agreed that if this was the
dress, between the 4 of them, and me, we should be able to figure it
out. Sharon then said, "speaking of which, is this the only other
dress?". I told her it was and she smiled and said, "well are you
saying 'yes' to this dress?", I smiled and said I was, even though the
train was not as elaborate as some of my other Wedding dresses with
detailing, the fact it was ten feet and almost another dress onto
itself, I loved it, besides, the bodice made up for it, and all of the
girls agreed, this dress was all about the bodice.


	Sharon asked Cheryle and Sandy to get the headpieces and they
would all critique them and choose the best one for the dress now that
it was chosen. They left to go downstairs and Brenda asked how many
there was to choose from and Sharon said, "knowing her, Lord knows how
many", and I said there was only 5, 3 of the other ones were ruled out.
the girls came back with the headpieces and laid them down on the
couch, and Brenda, went, "holy crap Joyce, Sharon was not kidding when
she said you were stuck in the 80's for fashion". I said nothing and
smiled and they asked me which one was first and said, "I have my idea,
but I want this to be a group decision, so just grab one". To describe
all the headpieces one by one would be difficult, basically they were
all crown style with all different types of crowns, some simple and
more elaborate. All had some sort of tulle gathering at the backs, some
smaller than other and finally the veil portion, one had a single layer
of tulle, others, two and finally three layers, all from fingertip
style to waist length style. They put them on me on by one and Sandy
walked around and snapped pictures on her camera of each and all of the
girls were making comments, Sharon was holding up the mirror so I could
see what that looked like from the rear. At one point as I was standing
there, and noticed my lingerie photo album open to a page and also
noticed yellow sticky notes on some of the pages, I am sure they were
having fun going through the book as some of the pictures really turned
out well, at least I thought so. Headpiece after headpiece was put on
me and they had reordered them and the one I wanted for the dress was
actually the 3rd one and when they put it on, they all gushed on how
elaborate it was, and all liked it. However Sharon reminded them there
was two more to go, and they put them on and again Sandy continue to
take pictures. The plan was to sit down and review all of the
headpieces but Brenda said to put the third one back on and I was
thrilled. Cheryle put the third one on and then Sharon walked around
with the mirror and showed it to me, and I loved it and looked the way
I wanted it to and really enhanced the dress. Sharon saw the look on my
face and said, "well ladies, I think judging by the smile on her face
this is the one, is it Joyce?". I smiled and nodded and then they all
clapped and said, "yay!".

	Then Sharon said, "let's add the finishing touches and see how it
all looks on her". I told Cheryle where the earrings, rhinestone hair
barrettes and the gloves were and she went to get them. Sharon and the
other girls walked around me playing with the train, commenting on how
long it was and how it was to be arranged leaving me staring at myself
imagining the weekend ahead and none of it was about the romantic
day/evening with Paul, but all about how I would look in public in the
dress and how I would feel being at the center of attention. Cheryle
came back and laid everything, handed me the earrings and I put them on
and then Sharon asked what gloves if any I wanted to wear, and I said I
had two styles and was not sure, so Sharon asked Cheryle to help and
they put one of each style, white lace and  then the plain satin on my
hands. I then clipped on the earrings and my husband came and took the
headpiece off and handed it to Brenda and put the small rhinestone hair
barrettes in my hair and then took the headpiece from Brenda and placed
it back on my head. Then all of the girls looked around me and made
comments on how lovely the entire look was and then asked me about what
I thought about the gloves and I told them that I was good with either
and said each had their of appeal and Cheryle was the one that said she
like the lace ones better as the gown already had enough satin to it.
My husband came and handed me the bouquet I had chosen and told me to
pose and then all 4 of them stood back and Cheryle said, "now THERE is
a Bride that is stunning!". Sharon stood back and said, "well, Joyce,
you are one for not trying to attract attention when you go out dressed
in public, but dear, this will attract allot of attention, even
standing with other Brides".

	Then the fun began, I told the girls that the pictures that were
to be taken were going to be post ceremony and thus the dress should be
bustled, and asked if they could practice doing it, they all smiled and
said, "no problem". I told them I was going to get the dress steamed so
after they practiced, it would have to be undone and on the day of the
"Wedding" they would have to do it all over again. The 4 of them went
to the back and it was comical. I knew Cheryle and my husband Sharon
have Bridal party experience, as well as Brenda, but Sandy was a
newbie. Now me being one that has worked many years in a Bridal Salon,
one thing I never did as part of the job was bustling the train for the
Brides, that is done by the seamstress. However after being a
Bridesmaid many times and my own dress, the basics are there, however
this train was not a normal train as it was two trains in one, and was
complex and 10 feet long. I told the girls that there was 5 buttons
under the first train and the 4 of them started looking around for the
loops. Eventually they found them all and I stood there, flowers in
hand, they started attempting to hook them up and adjusting the train
and the netting under the main train. After about 15 minutes of playing
around they said they got it and my husband got a mirror and I got to
see for myself, and after seeing what it really looked like on the
original Bride told them they were way off, the folding was not even
close. I was disappointed and wanted to help, as I knew how it had to
be, and if I was not wearing the dress I told them I could have showed
them how to arrange it properly. My husband then bluntly said, "well
let's get you out of the dress and one of us can put it on then you can
show us". Sandy immediately said, "I will do it, I have never tried on
a Wedding dress before". From what I could see Sandy was a little
larger than I in size, but we could at least get most of the buttons
done up.

	Cheryle and Sandy came and helped me off the wooden stand and I
put the flowers down on the couch and then the girls followed me
downstairs. I stood there as they undid all of the buttons, both
commenting on how stunning I looked. Once the dress was unbuttoned,
they carefully took off the headpiece and then I bent over and they
carefully slipped it off me, and then I undid the crinoline and stepped
out of it. I quickly grabbed my pink satin robe and slipped it on,
meanwhile Sandy start getting out of her clothes giggling with
excitement. She kicked off her heels, and then unbuttoned her blouse
and slipped it off and then tugged down her skirt and slipped out of
it. I right away noticed she was wearing pantyhose, said nothing and
smiled at her and she was left in pantyhose, white panties and a plain
white bra. She asked if she should take off the bra, and I told her it
was up to her and she reached in behind and unsnapped her bra and took
it off and threw it onto the couch. So there was Sandy, Cheryle's new
lover and girlfriend, standing there and I had to comment and said that
her "girls" were very nice and they were, and she smiled back and
thanked me. Cheryle and I helped her into the crinoline and she stepped
into it and I went and tied up the drawstring. She commented, "this
feels weird", and I told her it would only getting feeling more strange
as we got the dress on. Cheryle and I then carefully laid the dress out
and told Sandy to bend over and slipped it over her and told her to
move her arms to get them in the sleeves. She stood back up and I
started to fluff the dress around the crinoline and Cheryle moved to
the back and started doing her buttons up. Sandy was beside herself,
saying she had never felt anything like it, fabric so heavy and so
smooth. I smiled at her and told her, "wait till you see yourself in
the mirror". Cheryle asked me to help with the buttons and went to the
back and obviously the dress was not going to fit quite right, and
Cheryle and I got as many buttons done up as we could, as Sandy was
just a little too big for the dress in the torso area, I helped her
adjust her boobs. We then moved to the sleeves and did them up and
Sandy was ready, however she still was in stockinged feet and I asked
her if she was alright or wanted her heels back on, she said she was
fine, and we then headed upstairs, Sandy hiking up the dress and
crinolines with Cheryle and I following and helping with the train.

	We got to the top of the stairs and went into the living room and
my husband and Brenda were waiting and Brenda said, "ah yes, a new
Bride". Sandy slowly walked towards the wooden box and said, "holy
shit, this dress is super heavy, never felt anything like this before".
We all laughed and jointly said, "yes dear, we know all about that, now
try it for over 15 hours on your Wedding day". Both Cheryle and I
helped her up onto the box and then she saw herself in the mirror and
started to cry. I am used to this reaction as myself and the other
girls, we all told her it was normal, and that she should relax,
Cheryle handed her a tissue to wipe her eyes (eye makeup ruined). It
was strange, walking around her in my dress and seeing what the entire
look was like and it truly was stunning, I had put at least a hundred
or so Brides in their dresses, mostly strapless styles and none
thrilled me, mind you they loved them, but this dress was "WOW". My
husband said, "ok, now Ms. Bridal consultant show us what we need to
do". I told them to give me some time and let me work on the train. I
went and undid the train and all 5 of the buttons and fluffed out the
train(s), while my husband and her lover and Cheryle sat on the couch
watching and sipping on wine and grazing on the snacks. This was my
first time actually seeing the train and I started looking for things
that are done with them and found the fabric "loops" used for the Bride
to carry around the train. While I was looking around Sandy was still
crying and saying how she wanted to get married wearing a dress like
she was in, meanwhile I looked over at Cheryle and she was smiling and
saying nothing. I focused on the dress and not Sandy and I figured out
how it was to go on and called my husband and Brenda to look and see,
and they both came. I told them and showed them how that the underskirt
(or netting) had to be carefully wrapped up and the other two loops had
to be done first and the other three loops needed two sets of hands to
fold in the netting as the loops were done up, so the netting did not
show. I showed them and they both helped and then the bustling was
done. Brenda then said, "shows that you have worked in a Bridal Salon
as I never could have figured that out". Sandy then said, "oh my Lord,
I look like a Queen". I laughed and asked my husband and Brenda if they
knew what to do and both said they did, so it was time to get Sandy out
of the dress. Cheryle and I both helped her down off the stand and then
Sandy said she wanted to walk around and enjoy the dress a bit more, so
she did

	It was at that time that Cheryle said, "seems that this is a
complex dress and if you are going all the way to Niagara Falls and
having pictures taken, you should have someone other than the groom to
make sure it is right before the pictures". I knew exactly what she was
hinting at but played along and said, "what do you suggest?". She said
"well obviously a Bridesmaid to be sure everything was right". Again, I
knew what she was suggesting but played along again and said, "are you
volunteering?". Cheryle smiled wildly and said, "oh ya, I would not
want to miss this show, you in that dress getting pictures taken, it
will be a blast". I smiled and said, "well you have the job then, but
you will of course have to be dressed for the part". She smiled and my
husband chimed in, "oh don't worry Cheryle, she has enough Bridesmaid
dresses to cloth an army of Bridesmaid's". Cheryle then said, "I am
looking forward to it".

	I looked over at my husband and she kept looking at the clock, I
was not sure why, but she said, "ladies, we have time left, I have an
idea, I would love to see what Cheryle's Wedding dress looked like, and
Joyce, you own that now right?". I was surprised but said I did and
Cheryle squealed and said it was a perfect idea, so Cheryle, Sandy and
myself went downstairs, carefully helping Sandy down the stairs in the
big dress and crinoline. Cheryle and I unbuttoned her and carefully
slid the dress off of her and I could not help but stare at her lovely
breasts, and said, "nice rack", Cheryle, jokingly said, "easy girl,
those are mine". Sandy undid the crinoline draw string and stepped out
of it, and then went to the couch and started getting dressed while I
went and took the dress and hung it up and started putting it in the
garment bag. Once that was done, Cheryle then said, "ok, now where is
my Wedding dress?, so we can get it and put you in it". Sandy was
quickly dressed and I told them to follow me and I took them into the
furnace room and to the two very large closets and decided to give them
a bit of a tour and showed them the first large closet which is my semi
formal/formal/work clothes closet, and opened the door and both of them
said, "holy shit, are you kidding?", I smiled and then Sandy said, "I
maybe have two or three dresses and maybe 5 skirts, this is nuts, and
these are all yours?". I smiled and said they were, but told her my
husband and I share and she can wear anything of mine anytime, but we
do have different style tastes. We then moved to the other large closet
and this is where all my Bridal/Bridesmaid collection is and opened the
door and again it was "holy shit, are you seriously kidding me?".
Cheryle and Sandy asked how many Bridesmaid dresses I had and I told
them over 70. Sandy said, "look at the colours and styles!". I told
them I had at least 5 of them that are matching that Sharon and I have
and 2 were used in real Weddings, and Sandy asked, "so you were a real
Bridesmaid?", I told her yes, and 4 times and only the Bride knew my
true sex. She smiled and said, "gee why am I not surprised". We got to
the end of the closet where the Bridal gowns and Southern Bell dresses
were and I showed them, and all Cheryle did was shake her head. I knew
exactly what dress bag was Cheryle Wedding dress and pulled it out.

	We walked back to the rec room and I carried the bag and Cheryle
asked about the hoop slip and I told her it was in the bag. I hung the
bag up and unzipped it and pulled out the dress and handed it to
Cheryle then grabbed the hoop slip and carried it to the center of the
room. Sandy said, "what the heck is that?", Cheryle and I both laughed
and told her it was a hoop slip to be worn under the Wedding dress.
Cheryle was quick to get the dress ready and asked if I was ready and
told her I was and dropped my satin robe and literally hopped into the
hoop skirt and pulled it up and did it up. Cheryle then asked Sandy to
help and I bent over and the two of them helped me into the dress. I
stood back up and Cheryle knowing the dress well went to the back and
zipped it up and then fluffed out the dress over the hoop skirt. All
Sandy said was "WOW, how do go through door in that or even go to the
bathroom?". We both laughed and told her it was not as hard as it looks
as long as you have a Bridesmaid to help. Cheryle came in front of me
and put the headpiece that she wore on my head and smiled and said,
"now it is perfect, still remember you in this back in the day sucking
Joe off". I smiled and said nothing and I wandered around a bit in the
dress and Cheryle said we should go up and show the other girls the
dress. I grabbed the dress and hem and with Cheryle and Sandy helping
got to the top of the stairs. I entered the living room and my husband
said, "oh my, what a delicious looking dress". I sauntered around for a
bit and Cheryle said, "she wore elbow length satin gloves and carried
my Bridesmaid flower bouquet when she wore it for me". Brenda then
laughed out loud, and said, "you mean when she gave your neighbour a
blow job wearing it". Cheryle smiled and said, "yes and she did a very
good job, Joe had no complaints". I was loving the dress and was
walking all around enjoying it and my husband made the comment, "a very
close second to the one she picked, I love this dress, so feminine and
romantic". All of the girls, my husband included, started taking
pictures of me in the dress from all angles, I was loving it as
Cheryle's dress was a dream to wear. I had fun walking around but could
not help noticing my husband checking her watch and then she said, "ok
ladies, almost time to go".

	Seems the other girls knew what that meant and I was left
standing there in a Wedding dress and holding flowers not knowing what
was going on and then my husband stepped up to me and grabbed my hands
and smiled at me. She was looking at me and the other girls were also
smiling and then she said, "dear, we have one last thing planned for
you, we are all not just dressed up for playing a bridal salon visit,
but we are dressed up for your Bacelorette party". I was floored and my
husband was still smiling and said, "we have dinner reservations and
then reservations at a club, you will get the girls night out you
missed out on in 1990 to get ready for your big day". I started crying
and my husband hugged me and told me it was alright and she had to get
me out of the Wedding dress and I had to get ready to go out with the
girls for the evening. I was still crying and she took me and lead me
to the stairs and then carefully helped me down the stairs and to the
rec room. I had stopped crying and she told me things would be alright
and then unzipped me and carefully helped me take off of the dress and
then helped me out of the hoop slip/crinoline and I grabbed my pink
makeup robe and slipped it on. She then said, "ok, tonight I am picking
what you are wearing, I have no clue where have you have it hanging,
but I know what it is going to be". I was not sure what she was talking
about and she said, "keeping on the theme of you stuck in the 80's
fashion, I want you in that blue silk blouse you have". I giggled a
little asked her to be a little more specific as I had a few blue silk
blouses. She smiled, rolled her sys and said, "of course you do, the
blue one with the high collar and see through lace mesh around the
bodice". I told her I knew where it was, and then she said, "good, and
wear one of your longer black leather skirts with it and pick some
black patterned hose and black heels, but not too high as we will be
dancing later". I told her I would and she was just about to go and
join the other girls and said, "oh I almost forgot, wear your Lesbian
jewellery, all of it, and give me a set of those Lesbian earrings". She
followed me into my bedroom and I went to my jewellery box and grabbed
a pair and I had a slight confused look on my face and she smiled and
said, "you will understand why later tonight, now get your face on and
get dressed and see you upstairs and remember it is low light
conditions".

	I knew what she meant and as I heard her go upstairs went to my
closets and found the blouse and pondered about the skirt, as I had so
many leather skirts to choose from, and keeping with my theme of
wearing something different out in public chose a not all leather
skirt. The skirt I chose was one that was leather in the front and
cloth in the back, it was slightly below the knee but a true pencil
skirt and high on the waist and very tight and figure hugging and very
tight at the knees. I went back to my bedroom and could hear heel
clicks and the girls walking around upstairs and knew I did not have a
long time to get ready and put the skirt and blouse down on the bed and
decided to get dressed first before doing my makeup, and went and
cleaned off what little makeup I had on as to not get any on the
blouse. I had worn this blouse before and knew that a regular bra would
not work as straps would show and toyed with the idea of wearing the
new white Merry widow with the garters, but decided for comfort and
went with my strapless padded push up white bra. I slipped off the pink
satin makeup coat and then slipped it on and positioned my breasts into
it. Now I was still wearing my Wedding day white satin and lace panties
and decided to leave them on and put on a pair of white satin gloves,
the same as what I was going to wear with the Wedding dress next week
and slipped them on. I then took off the nude stay ups I was wearing,
and put them in my lingerie drawer. I went and grabbed a new pair of
DIM, small black fishnet stay ups and carefully slipped them on. I
LOVED the feeling as I slid them up my legs and smoothed them out, I
loved the fact they were fishnet, but were so small, you could not tell
they were fishnets, but sure looked like sheer black hose. I then
slipped on the blouse and did up as many buttons at the top and was
going to have one of the girls do up the rest when I got upstairs. I
then slipped on the skirt and loved the feeling of the silk lining
against my fishnet covered legs as I slid it up. It fit like a dream
and was as I remembered, very tight at the knees, I zipped it up and
then went and got a wide black belt and put it on. I then went to my
closet and thought about what heels to put on and started looking and
came up with two choices, one was a pair of 4" platform heels I wore to
the NYE Gala earlier in the year that and danced over 6 hours in, or
another pair of 4" platform heels that I loved. I went and grabbed
them, they were black patent, 4" heels and a Mary Jane style, same as
the other platforms I had and since I had not worn them out in public,
I went for them and sat down and slipped them on, finding out how tight
my skirt was and had to tug it up to get them on, and knew walking and
dancing was going to be fun. I continued to hear heels clicking and
female laughter upstairs and moved to my bathroom to put on my makeup.

	I decided to go a bit dramatic with my eye colouring. I started
with my black eyeliner and put on a formal application, not too dark,
but more than I would if I went into work. then I went with one of my
Almay "i-intense" colour palletes and started applying and knew right
away it was going to be dramatic and thought about the Weekend ahead
and the colours I was going to use as a Bride. For tonight it was
purple on the lower lids, deep brown on the upper and a cream highlight
on the top. I carefully brushed on the colour and then to highlight my
eyes, a healthy application of Mascara. I loved the look, and then
added a healthy blush application, highlighting my cheeks, and left the
lipstick for last when I was ready to go up and see the other girls.
Before I left the bathroom, I had to choose a perfume, I noticed my
husband was wearing Halston's and was not sure what Cheryle and Sandy
were wearing but went with my Curious perfume and added a light touch
to behind my ears and my wrists and did not bother with my chest as to
not ruin the fabric. I went and sat down after putting on the perfume
and started to do my nails, putting on the deep red shade Sharon and I
shared. As I started there was a knock on the door and my husband was
asking if I was ready and I told her my nails had to dry and I would be
right up. Once my nails were dry I started putting on my jewellery, I
put on the long dangly Lesbian Pride earrings and matching bracelet, I
then put on the silver Lesbian referenced anklet, and my Lesbian rings
and only one side of my alternative Wedding rings, finally my new
Lesbian/Pride watch. I then grabbed my small clubbing purse and had to
laugh as it still had two condoms in it and remembered those days when
Sharon and I would go clubbing. I then grabbed my deep and vibrant red
lipstick and applied a thick coat, looking in the mirror remembered
that it needed no gloss to make my lips shine and packed in the purse
and then headed upstairs to meet the other girls., finding out quickly
how tight the skirt really was around my knees and had to hike it up
just to walk up the stairs and tugged it down to when I got to the top
of the stairs.

	I got to the living room and all the girls were sitting on the
couch obviously looking at my photo albums and they heard me enter and
all started to comment, first was Sandy, "you went downstairs to do her
makeup, that was quick, and a nice job, love the lipstick". My husband
said, "oh no, she has been doing her own makeup since 1988", Cheryle
then commented, "what a darling blouse and those heels, so cute, and
the cute purse as well". I modeled around for a bit and Brenda said,
"and what a cutie tosshie in that tight skirt". The girls told me that
the taxi to take us to dinner was coming in 30 minutes and I should sit
down and relax. I sat on the couch and like any leather skirt mine rode
up to above my knees and I loved the feeling. Then I watched and the
girls were smiling and my husband said, "we have been enjoying your
lingerie pictures dear and we have all picked our favourites and all
came to an agreement of the best, but we all have a couple of
questions". I smiled and was loving it, as some of the pictures were
very well taken, and I asked them to go ahead and the first question
was, "In some of the pictures, Paul obviously set the mood for the
shot, how exactly did he do that?". I smiled and told them I had no
clue what they were talking about and my husband said, "bullshit, in a
couple you look like you are ready to get laid". I just smiled and said
nothing. Then I said, "next question", Cheryle asked if I still had the
lingerie, and I told her I did, and said, "I might ask to borrow some
of it, as some of the items are so yummy looking and sexy". Then my
husband asked, "and which did you wear the first time you had sex with
Paul", I said "none of them, he bought me the lingerie for that night
and it was a month after the photo shoots for the lingerie". Sandy then
said, "am I to assume that you did all your own makeup for the lingerie
pics", and I told her I did and she just said, "unbelievable". I then
asked then to show me what they liked the most and I walked over to
them. They had all noted with yellow stickier the pages. Each other in
turn showed me their favourite and told me why, for Cheryle is was a
black PVC teddy in a sexy pose showing my smooth crotch and said, "that
looks painful, but I love the sheer wrap". Sandy's was one of me in a
favourite blue teddy in a relaxed pose staring intently, and she said,
"We can all probably guess what you were staring at and I love the
pose". Brenda it was a picture of me in my real Wedding lingerie, and
her comment was, "here comes the Bride, unzip and get ready for a
blowjob", we all laughed at that. My Husband's was a blue chemise and
matching wrap in a sexy pose and her comment was, "I love the fact you
can see a nipple". The final one they all agreed on was my favourite of
the photo shoots and that was one of me in a red sequinned teddy and a
chiffon matching wrap in a very relaxed sexy pose. Sandy made the
comment and they all agreed, "that definitely is not designed to stay
on and I adore the makeup"

	My husband announced it was time for the finishing touches and
had 4 buttons and handed them out and told the girls to put them on and
they were all buttons to represent the Wedding party. So Cheryle's was
Maid of Honour, and the others their respective Bridesmaid positions. I
was waiting for one, but then my husband said, "and for the Bride to
be, let's pick her a headpiece, not the one for next weekend, one of
the more simpler ones, and Cheryle as Maid of Honour you pick". Cheryle
grabbed one that had a simple halo and a large organza arrangement at
the back, with a modest two tiered organza cascade at the back. Then
Cheryle and Sandy put it place with bobby pins, and about that time,
there was no doubt what my role was this evening. My husband said the
taxi would be here any minute as she got a text, and I asked how cool
it was out and she said it was cool enough for a jacket, but we would
be quickly going and out of a warm taxi, so there was no need.

	The taxi arrived, and it was not a taxi but a limo, not a huge
one but a limo and we all left into the cool night, as my husband
locked the door to the front of the house, I love the sound of our
heels clicking along as the driver held the door for us and we all
piled in. What I was not expecting again, was the skirt and heel
combination I chose, I had tried the skirt on before to made sure it
fit, but not with heels and then walking around. The skirt was so tight
around my knees and below, walking in the 4" heels, made it a challenge
as the steps I had to take were much small, and getting into the limo I
literally had to hike my skirt to get enough motion to lift my legs.
There was seating for 6 and we were comfortable, and I asked where we
were going and my husband said it was going to a place in Burlington
called CHOP, a nice steakhouse, the ride was not far and I noticed that
there was a couple of bottles of champagne chilling and Brenda said
that was going to be for the ride to the club as it was going to be a
longer ride. There was idle chatter, but we all agreed, we were dressed
well, all of us.

	We arrived and all got out and again for me it was a bit of
adventure and when I got out, found myself tugging down my skirt and we
all walked in heels clicking in unison and my husband and Brenda took
the lead as we went in. I looked around and saw that it was an upscale
type of restaurant and heard the hostess say, "ah the bachelorette
party, how could I not miss with the lady in the veil, right this way".
She lead us to a quiet secluded table right behind the reception desk,
and said our waitress would be right with us. My husband spoke up and
said, "ok, Joyce, you in the middle, Cheryle and Sandy, you on either
side and then Brenda and I will slip in next to you. I slid in and then
we settled in and Cheryle spoke up to the table and said, "shall we
tell her before our waitress comes?", pointing to me. I said, "tell me
what?", and Brenda said, "well the reason you are wearing all of the
lesbian jewellery is that tonight you are a Lesbian and you are
marrying a woman by the name of Stephanie, remember all of the same
details you have you have in your head about Paul". I loved the idea, I
had no idea why they decided that but figured I was out with two
Lesbian's and a female Bi-sexual couple it made sense. Before I could
say anything, our Waitress cam and announced, "good evening ladies I am
Samantha and I will be serving you today, and I see we have a
bachelorette party, how nice, and can I start with getting you any
drinks?". She started with my husband and then got to me and I ordered
a glass of white wine, when she was done handed out the menu's and said
she would be back with our drinks. I had a chance to check her out and
like Earl's she was dressed to impress but differently, her skirt was
almost identical to mine but with no leather, but tight to show off the
curves, a white silk blouse buttoned up and sheer nude hose and 4"
black kid heels and her makeup was done perfectly and slightly
dramatic, and she was maybe 40 but very attractive. We all started
looking at the menu's and Brenda had said that and her and her husband
had been to this place in another city a few times and the prime rib
was amazing, but so was everything else. So we chatted and my husband
asked what I wanted and I told her I thought the prime rib was probably
what I was going to be going with, then it seemed all of the girls
agreed and the decision of food was made. About that time our waitress
came back and asked if we were ready to order and we all said yes and
she started around the table and the meal came with a variety of
choices for a side. One by one we chose and then she got to me and
said, "and what will the 'bride to be', be ordering?". I told her and
went with a side Cesar salad, before she we to Cheryle, she said, "I
love that blouse, very romantic and feminine", I smiled and thanked
her. After she took all of our order the chatter started about the big
day next weekend and if I had more details to share, and told them that
I did and told them that Paul gave me all of the details.

	They were anxious to hear and I started by telling them that
after I got dressed and we took pictures, Paul had arranged pictures at
a special place overlooking Niagara Falls (which they knew), and that
it gets roped off every Saturday afternoon just for Wedding pics. I
also told them that there was only 20 minute time slots for the
pictures, thus it was only the Bride and groom allowed, but the entire
Wedding party could come and help the Bride get ready, and Paul had
arranged for our slot to be at 2:20pm. I told them I wanted to arrive
at least 1 hour before the pictures, to get maximum exposure to the
public in my Wedding dress, and to mingle with other Brides. Cheryle
said, that is a wonderful idea, sounds like so much fun", and then
Sandy chimed in a disappointing voice, "yea sure does". Cheryle then
held her hand in a loving way and said, "what is it dear, want to be
part of the fun?". She smiled wildly and said, "yes, I really would!".
Cheryle looked at me and said, "well how about it 'Miss Bride to be?",
and I said, "sure, why not, this getting better all the time". Then
Sandy became concerned and asked, "are Bridesmaid's not all supposed to
wear the same thing?". My husband burst out laughing, "are you kidding,
the amount of Bridesmaid dresses, even the Bridal Salon she works at
cannot hold that many!". Sandy said, "really?, what about matching?",
Sharon continued to laugh and said, "yes at least 4 sets, I know one
for sure as she and I were in a wedding party together and wore the
matching ones". Sandy said, "you were what?, you and her?". Sharon told
her it was true, "I was the Maid of Honour and she was just one of 6
other Bridesmaid's", Sandy said quickly "and no one cared?" Sharon
said, "cared about what?", Sandy said, "well, err ah, ya know??",
Sharon laughed and said, "dear, even you had to be told she was not a
real woman, not even the Bride the other 6 Bridesmaid's or the 300
guests knew and certainly not the usher she was paired with". Sandy
then said "true, but interesting, I will have to ask her more later".

	About that time the first course came for our meals and another
well dressed waitress helped ours serve. Our waitress Samantha said our
main course would be out shortly and smiled and looked us over and made
the comment, "well, I must say, all of you ladies look very nice, are
you doing anything after dinner?". My husband spoke up and said, "yes
we are going to a club for fun". She smiled and told us that we are
probably going to have a great time and again complimented us on how
good we all looked, and we all thanked her. I could not help but look
at the waitresses as they came and went into the serving area, and each
one of them made eye contact with me and we exchanged the usual female
to female smile. The conversation continued and the girls wanted to
know more about the following Saturday and what the plans were. I told
them that Paul and I were going to the dinner theatre and they asked me
what we were seeing and I told them it was a romantic comedy and then
they asked if I had my outfit picked out and I told them I did and went
on to describe it. My husband just made one comment, "make sure your
tits are good and taped up for that dress". I smiled and told her that
I would be sure they were. Cheryle then said with a smile on her face,
"so after the pictures that gives you and Paul a couple of hours before
the theatre, so are the plans at that point in time?". I smiled and
said nothing and Cheryle sipped on her drink and in a sly way said,
"betcha I know what the Bride will be doing still in her dress...". I
again said nothing and just smiled and Cheryle licked her lips and
smiled at me. Then the girls wanted to know what my honeymoon lingerie
was going to be and I told them that it was going to be the Bridal
ensemble Paul got for me the first time I was intimate with him, and I
described it as romantic and silk and lace and told Cheryle is as very
close to the lingerie she gave me.

	Our main course came and we continued to chat about the weekend
and at one point Cheryle said, "so when are we going to be trying on
the Bridesmaid dresses?". I said that we should get together early in
the week in case they need to anything for them. I suggested that we
get together on the Tuesday and Cheryle then suggested we make an
afternoon out of it and have a GDO and go for lunch and then the
dresses after, which I thought was a great idea (how could I resist
another trip in public). I told them that I would be sending pictures
of the dresses I had in mind and was hoping that we could get them both
into one that would fit. I also told them that I had the jewellery for
the dresses and we would be using the set Sharon and I wore when we
were in the same Wedding party many years ago. Then the discussion
about what times we all would be meeting on the Saturday, and it was
decided that I needed to be in my dress no later than 11am and we had
to leave for pictures no later than 12:30pm. Since we all had to get
dressed and into makeup and should be doing it together like on a real
Wedding day, we agreed it would be 10am at the house.

	Dinner was soon over and our waitress came and asked if we wanted
any dessert, and we all said that we were fine, but ordered another
round of drink, and asked for the bill, and she asked if it was
separate or on one, and my husband, said "just one please and I will
take it". My husband then looked at me and said, "ok MOH and Bridesmaid
#1, take the Bride to the washroom and freshen her up and adjust her
headpiece". The other girls slid out of the way and Cheryle and Sandy
and myself looked around and found the washrooms and headed ot them,
and at that time got a look at the place, it was upscale dining for
sure, and all 3 of in skirts did not look out of place, and I loved
hearing our heels clicking in unison on the floor and of course all the
looks and people pointing made me feel all that more special. We got in
the washroom and like at Earl's and Moxy's it was an upper scale public
washroom, with Marble sinks, 4 stalls, flowers, etc. I had to go and
picked a stall and went in and moved things around and sat down to do
my business, Cheryle and Sandy had to use a stall one was either side
of me. I did my business, wiped up and stood up, tugged down the tight
skirt and left my stall, Sandy was right behind me and we got to the
sinks to clean up and Cheryle was about 30 seconds behind us, and each
of us in the mirror and we all needed to touch up our lips, and all
opened our purses and almost in unison applied a touch up. Sandy again
looked at me in the mirror and said, "again, I love that shade of
lipstick, so bold, vibrant and shimmery, and oh so sexy, begs the lips
to be kissed". I smiled and told her there was another bonus to it and
she asked what and I quietly said, "I have been told men love the idea
of something this red surrounding their cock". She smiled and said, "I
bet Paul will", and I told her I knew he would and will be wearing it
for him, not for the wedding pics, but for the dinner theatre after. As
we were packing back up a walked in and smiled at us and said, "how
nice a bachelorette party, love the headpiece". I thanked and both of
the girls went to work and adjusted it slightly, as it was falling a
bit off my head. As they were adjusting, Sandy made the comment that
she hoped that I would not have to go to the bathroom in my Wedding
dress and Cheryle and I laughed and said, it was always an adventure
when we were Bridesmaid's and a Bride to help and when we were Bride's
ourselves. We packed everything up and took one look to make sure
everything was right and headed back to the table. On the way Sandy
asked the question, "before we get back to the table, I have to know
what exactly were you looking at when those lingerie pictures were
taken, you were obviously staring at something to put you in the sexy
mood". I smiled and told her I was staring at his crotch and he was
very excited, and I got sexy in the fact I was turning him on. She
said, "nothing happened?", I told her no, "but the last outfit, the red
outfit, he took it out of his pants stroking it and asked if I wanted
it". She smiled and said, "and what did you tell him??. I went on to
tell him that I definitely did, but the time had to be right, and we
were running out of time, and he put it back in and promised me that he
would make the time and occasion right. She smiled again, and that was
the big date right?". I told her it was a month later, and she said, "I
knew it was something like that". We got back to the table and the
other girls slid out and we slipped back in.

	We finished our drinks and the bill had already been settled and
Brenda said that the cab was waiting and we all slipped out and headed
out and as we did the hostess said, "have a wonderful rest of the
Bachelorette party". we all said we would and went out into the cool
night air and again in the skirt I was in all of the other girls were
walking at a pace I could not keep up due to the small steps I had to
take in the heels. I struggled to get into the van, having to tug my
skirt way up over my knees and then back down again, my husband laughed
and said, "having a little trouble with the skirt dear?", I said I
could manage and she just laughed. As we drove Brenda opened a bottle
of champagne and poured the glasses and handed them out and proposed a
toast, "to the Bride to be and the next adventure of this evening". At
that point I had to ask the question of exactly where we were going and
my husband spoke up and said, "to a special night club that caters to
all sexual orientations, including Lesbians like the 5 of us". She told
me not to worry and that everything was arranged and we would have a
great time and that the music this evening was not the typical hip hop
nightclub music, but tonight was 80's retro night and said, "and
what you are wearing tonight and next week, you will fit right
in". we sipped on our champagne and I knew something was up as
all the girls were giggling and the occasional," oh she will fit
right in and love what we have planned", comment was made.

	We only got through one glass of champagne and we arrived
at the club in Mississauga, I had never seen or heard of it
before, but the sign out front was "Diversity". We all got out
and what we learned on the bus that Cheryle was the only one that
had been to the club, so she took the lead and grabbed Sandy's
hand and then told my husband and Brenda to hold hands and then
me in the middle of the couples and we walked it. I could hear
the music, but it was not in the front  entrance area, like clubs
I was used to in the past when my husband I used to go as two
single women clubbing. There was no bouncers at the door that I
could see, but a really attractive women in a black leather
miniskirt, low cut red blouse and about 4" red platform heels
greeted us and said, "ah I see the pink Bachelorette party has
arrived, right this way ladies". We all followed her and the
girls never stopped holding hands and as we walked, I was getting
stares and sort of loving it and was trying to figure out what
kind of place this was. We were lead past the dancing area, where
the music was playing loudly, to a area away from the dance
floor, you could hear the music and it was not really loud we
were lead up a couple of stairs to a booth, and sat just like at
the restaurant, and as we did, she said, enjoy your time here at
Diversity and enjoy the Bachelorette party, your server will be
here shortly". I really did know what to think as I looked
around, in the distance was the dance floor, but I looked around
and there was literally 3 different sections, all separated by
ropes, one appeared to have all pink plush seats in it, and that
is what we were sitting in. The other blue and the center one
grey seats. I quickly figured out the pink as being one for
females, and the blue for males, as that is all that was sitting
in each, and the grey, I was not sure, and I could see that
everyone except for Cheryle was doing the same thing, confused
look, staring around. I leaned over and asked Cheryle what was
going on and she patted me on the hand and said that it would all
become clear shortly, she also told Brenda and my husband to
continue holding hands and she did as well with Sandy.

	A woman came to the table and introduced herself as Marci
and said she was our server for the evening and I checked her out
and she was dressed as provocatively as the hostess that showed
us to our table, she was a knockout, brunette hair, in a black
scrunchie miniskirt, tight and well above the knee, ultra sheer
nearly black hose and a green silk top, showing ample cleavage
and to top it off 4" black patent heels and perfect makeup. She
immediately smiled at me and said, "ah the pink bachelorette
party, how nice, can I get you ladies anything to start with to
drink?, and by the way the bride to be, drinks are on the house,
let's start with the Bride to be, what will you have?". I ordered
a Singapore Sling, and I never paid attention to what the other
girls order, but just stared at Marci. She told us she would get
the drinks and be back and that our party event coordinator would
be over to see us shortly. Marci left and about 30 seconds later,
and another absolute bombshell walked up to the table.


	I was stunned at what I saw and it was a probably 23 to 25
year old women, long jet black hair, straight down to her waist,
Oriental looking, perfectly made up, and extremely cute, in a
black tank dress, clinging to every curve, very short, well above
her knees, and her ample cleavage showing, single strand of
pearls, and tiny pearl drop earrings, ultra sheer nearly black
hose and what looked like, 4" black patent heels, she stood about
my height and maybe weighed 125 lbs. She smiled and looked over
the table and then at me and said the same as the other woman,
and said, "ah the pink bachelorette party, how nice, my name is
Kahi, and I will be looking after you ladies for the evening".
She smiled and looked at me and said, "well now you know my name,
what are yours?, and let's start with the Bride". I smiled back
at her and told her my name and introduced the rest of the girls,
she smiled and said, "nice to meet you Joyce, and Cheryle, just
to let you know, everything is taken care of as you asked for".
She then put down a wicker basket with a bunch of pink rubber
wrist bands in it, and asked if any of us had been to the club
before and Cheryle said she had, and she smiled and said "of
course", and then went on to a little speech to tell us about the
club:

"Well ladies, as you know club Diversity is as the name says,
catering to diversity in lifestyles, we are proud sponsors of the
LGBTQ movement. Now the club is divided into 3 sections, Lesbian,
Gay and everything in between, including straight. Obviously,
pink is for the Lesbian, blue for the Gay, and grey for
everything from Trannies, Bi people and straight people. Each
section has it is washrooms, and it an unwritten rule that each
shall use there own in a section."

	She then held up the basket and put it down and pulled out
two rubber wristbands and held them up and continued:

Now this is where the fun comes in, each one of you has to choose
which you will wear, the solid pink is for single Lesbians, the
ones with the hearts is for attached Lesbian's, now I can see by
the way you are holding hands and of course the new Bride, you
will all be wearing hearts, HOWEVER, if you choose to wear both,
it will be a sign you are possibly looking for some fun as a
couple".

She smiled and walked around the back of the booth and handed us
all one and gave me a very amorous smile when she handed me mine.
I quickly put mine on next to my Lesbian Pride bracelet and the
other girls put there's on as well. She left the basket on the
table and continued:

One last thing ladies, when you head to the dance floor, you are
fair game to be approached, maybe talked to, hit on or given a
proposal, by anyone, however, when you come back to your area, no
one other than your colour is allowed to follow. If you wish to
talk further and make plans, please do it outside of the area if
they are a different colour. Enjoy and again my name is Kahi, and
I am here to ensure your experience, especially the Bride, is
memorable, and do not worry about your purses, I will be looking
after the table while you are dancing, have a good time. Cheryle,
do not worry the Bride will be very well taken care of".

	I looked over at Cheryle and she was smiling and patted my
hand with a "do not worry" look. Khai left and I could not help
but notice the sexy walk she had and the very sexy ass. About
that time our server Marci came with our drinks and walked around
the back of the booth and placed them down, and served me last
and leaned in behind me and whispered in my ear how she loved the
headpiece and thought my blouse was to die for. I thanked her and
she told me I was welcome and she left. As we started to sip on
our drinks, Brenda and my husband were giggling and both grabbed
a solid pink rubber wristband and slipped it on with the one with
the flowers. I looked at my husband and she said, "well you never
know?". As I looked around I had all sorts of mixed emotions,
over in the grey was a large group of Trannies and some looked as
good as I did and others were way out there, I had no idea on how
to feel. Then I looked over at the Gay area, and I thought I
would see a certain look, but no just a bunch of ordinary looking
men. Then I scanned the Lesbian area, and yes, some them looked
stereotypical, and some just like any other woman. I did noticed
there was very few of them, if any in skirts. Actually except for
all of the Trannies, there were very few people in skirts.

	I was surprised at how quickly I finished my first drink
and most of the other girls had as well and a song came on and my
husband said, "circle dance time!". I thought, "last time I heard
that was 20 years ago when Sharon and used to go clubbing". I
knew what it meant and so did the other girls, now all of the
others except for Sharon and I had clutch purses and put them on
their chairs, while Sharon and I had our tiny clubbing purses
across our body and did not have to do that and the 5 of us
headed out to the dance floor and found a spot. I was trying to
remember when the last time I did this and it was the last
Wedding I was in as a Bridesmaid for real and that was almost 18
years ago. It was interesting for a number of reason, as I forgot
how to dance as a female, as well, the skirt I was wearing was
not making movement very fluid. However it was fun, smiling and
laughing with the other girls. We stayed out for 3 more songs and
then all decided to leave and go back to the table.

	Once we got back to the table I noticed that my drink had
been replaced, but not the other girls and Marci our server saw
us back at the table and came and asked if we wanted a refill,
and smiled at me and said, "Khai already took care of you I see",
I smiled and told her yes and then she asked if we wanted any
snacks and Cheryle said she already pre-arranged for them and she
said she would check with Khai and the girls ordered another
round. My husband then said, "my you remembered how to dance", I
smiled and said I did and it was fun, and she laughed out loud
and said, "no what was fun was watching you try and dance in that
skirt", I just smiled and said nothing. Then the conversation
came about what we saw on the dance floor and what we saw on the
dance floor and the general environment and literally I could say
nothing to some of the comments about some of the attire and at
one point Cheryle leaned into me and said, "no worries dear, I
see you still only as a female". About that time, Khai came over
and asked if we were having a good time and then looked direct at
me and said, "and how about the Bride to be?", I smiled and told
her I was having a good time and she said the snacks would be out
shortly. Then the next adventure began, and that was I had to go
to the washroom really bad and started to look around and saw the
pink neon sign indicating a washroom, and asked if any others had
to go and Cheryle said she would join me and she grabbed her
clutch purse and we were off, and I loved it walking along and
getting pointed at by the other Lesbians and the friendly female
to female smiles. Now I have been hundreds of female washrooms
before, but none quite like this, it was probably the scariest
one I had ever seen, there was 4 stalls, and sinks and mirrors,
but the sinks were wet and did not look clean, and the stalls,
well, they were just a place to do your business, there was a
couple of other women in the washroom, and they looked us over as
we entered, one was a typical dyke and looked me over and kind of
snarled and left and the other was a nice woman and said,
"congratulations", I thanked her and went into a stall and tugged
and hiked up my skirt, moved things around and sat down and did
my business and so did Cheryle in the stsll next to me, I looked
around and there was graffiti on the walls and sick notes, I had
seen this in men's washrooms before, but never a female washroom.
I cleaned up, and then stood up and hiked down my skirt and left
the stall. Cheryle was already waiting for me at the sinks and it
was just the two of us. She had only a clutch with no strap and
did not want to put it down on the wet sinks, so I told her I
would hold it while she cleaned up. She handed it to me and
cleaned up and then I handed it back and cleaned up myself. I
noticed that both of our lips needed touching up so I pulled out
my lipstick and Cheryle did the same and we both touched up. I
looked over my headpiece and it was still on straight even after
the dancing, we then packed our purses and left as another couple
of women entered, both smiling at me and looking at the
headpiece. As we walked back I made the comment to Cheryle I had
never seen a woman's washroom so dirty, and she laughed and said
she was used to that one as she had used it before.

	We got back to the table and the other drinks had arrived
and so did the snacks. I made the comment about the washroom, and
the other girls said, "oh I cannot wait". We sipped on our drinks
and I continued to look around and a slow song came on, a classic
from the 80's, I knew the song but could not put a name to it and
before I knew it Cheryle grabbed Sandy's hand and Brenda grabbed
my husband's and they left for the dance floor, with Cheryle
looking back and smiling at me. I was left alone, but not for
long, Kahi came walking up to the
booth smiling at me and said, "care to dance?", well I was
floored, and did know what to say, and she was smiling ear to
ear, offering me her hand and said, "don't worry, I will not
bite". I thought, "what the heck", and slid out of the booth and
took her hand and she lead me to the dance floor. I was a little
nervous and excited all at the same time, here was this stunning
woman taking me to the dance floor. She lead us to a spot and
took the lead and wrapped her wonderfully perfect maniqured hands
around my waist and took the lead and did the same and she kept
smiling and staring at me and we started swaying to the music,
she must have been the same height as me as we were eye to eye in
almost the same height heels. Then the fun started, she was first
and started complimenting me on how I looked and how she loved my
outfit and was telling me how she loved the blouse and how all of
the other staff were commenting on it and all wanted her to ask
me where I bought it. I told her it was mail order back in the
late 80's early 90's and I bought it for a job interview and she
smiled and said, "I hope you got the job", I told her I did and
it was very appropriate for the era. Then she complimented me on
my skirt and how lovely and sexy and figure hugging it was and
then my legs and asked if I was wearing fishnet hose and I told
her I was and she said, "I would have never guessed, and those
heels, so cute". Then it was my turn and told her I wished I had
the body to pull of a dress like she was wearing and she smiled
and said, "I bet you do", and I told her maybe when I was her age
and told her I had one like it but wore it with a jacket for
going to work. Before I could say anything else she asked what
perfume I was wearing as it smelled lovely and I told her it was
Curious, and she said, "is that not a Brittney Spears brand?", I
told her it was and she said again how lovely it smelt and I
complimented her on hers and I said I love wearing Obsession as
well on occasion and that it was my partners favourite perfume
for me to wear for her. She smiled widely and said, "my you
really know your perfumes, and I want name of the shade of
lipstick you are wearing as it was striking and you wear it very
well", complimented her on what she was wearing as it was deep
red and rich and very much suited her skin tone and she thanked
me. The song was almost over and she told me she had to look
after a couple of other tables, but would be back as she had so
many other questions to ask me.

	I went back to the table and slid into the booth and saw
the other girls come off the table and they were all smiling and
giggling and slid in and Cheryle rubbed my arm and said, "well
how was she?". I told them in a sideways way, "thanks for setting
me up like that", and Cheryle smiled and said, "I don't see you
complaining, she is a drop dead knockout, how was she?". I told
them that she was very nice and very sweet. All the girls said
they had fun watching me dancing with her and that we made a cute
couple on the dance floor. we all sat and sipped on our drinks
and kept watching and looking around and making comments and my
husband and Brenda were taking a look around to see if they could
talk to one of the single Lesbian's, perhaps approaching one of
them. My drink was almost done and before I knew it Khai was
right behind me leaning over me to place the drink and couple
smell her Obsession perfume and her lips were close to mine as
she leaned in and I thanked her and she just had a wide smile on
her face, and whispered, "cannot wait for the next slow dance", I
told her nor could I and she left and Cheryle said, "my, I think
she likes you". Another round of drinks came and we all chatted
and I ate some of the snacks, deep fried mozzarella sticks and a
couple of pretzels and then a fast song apparently my husband and
Cheryle liked came on and Cheryle called out "circle dance", and
we all headed to the dance floor again and stayed out for 3 or 4
more songs and then headed back to the table.

	My drink which was not all gone, was full anyway and we all
sat down and sipped on our drinks and chatted more about things
and the day of the Wedding and how everyone was looking forward
to it and Cheryle kept on asking if Paul was looking forward to
it and I told them he definitely was. Then Cheryle quietly asked
me, "have you thought about how many times you are going to
please him?", I smiled and told her, "as many as he can give me",
and licked my lips. About then another slow song came on and the
girls grabbed each others hands and started to slide out of the
table and Cheryle said, "enjoy Khai again", and they left and
about 30 seconds later Kahi came over smiling and offered her
hand and this time I needed no coaxing and slid out of the booth
and adjusted my tight skirt and Khai just smiled after I did and
lead me out to the dance floor. She did to me what she did the
last time and gently grabbed my waist and I did hers and we
started swaying to the music and then she started asking all
about my partner and I described Stephanie to her and she said
that she sounded lovely and then started asking all about the
Wedding, where it was, what time, what my colours were and such,
and I had fun telling her, after working in a Bridal Salon as a
consultant for 7 years, it was pretty easy and came natural. She
kept smiling at me as we danced and she asked if we both were
going to be wearing gowns and I told her we were and she smiled
even more and she said, "well tell me about your dress'. I
started to describe it to her and then gave up and then asked her
to remember what Princess Diana wore on her Wedding day and my
gown was close to that and she stopped and said, "are kidding me
with a train that long?", we then kept dancing and I told her the
train was only 12 feet, but the bodice was that elaborate and the
sleeves were huge and puffy and there was beading everywhere on
it. She said it sounded so lovely and then I told her I could not
wear a bra with it as the back was sheer material with buttons
from my neckline all the way down to almost my panties, and so
was the front the bodice had a sheer display down the front of my
cleavage. She kept smiling and told me she definitely wanted to
see a picture and then asked if I knew what my partner was
wearing and I told her I did not, but told her that I knew she
had bought her gown recently and that it was going to be a modern
strapless style as that all that were made these days. She then
commented, "seems you know alot about Wedding dresses", and I
smiled and told her I worked in a Bridal salon and her comments
was, "GET OUT!", and I smiled back and told her I did. She then
started asking questions about what it was like and I told her it
was nothing like the television shows and that it all pretty much
was staged. She asked if that is where I got my gown and I
laughed and told her that my gown style was stopped being made in
the mid 1980's, and now it was all just strapless styles. The
song ended and this time Kahi gave me a big hug and light kiss on
the cheek and thanked me for the dance and sauntered off in her
sexy way back into the pink area. I looked around for the other
girls and then spotted them at our booth and walked back up to it
and my husband commented, "seems you and Kahi are getting along
fine", I told her we definitely were and she was a sweetie. Again
my drink was replaced and I slid in and joined the other girls,
and Cheryle commented that my headpiece was off to one side
slightly, so she suggested we go to the washroom, and I agreed
and she grabbed her clutch purse and we were off.

	I had to go anyway and followed Cheryle to the not so
pleasant washroom, which this time was crowded and two other
women were waiting for a stall and a bunch were at the sinks.
Nothing much to really look at, Cheryle and I were the only one
in skirts and honestly, the only ones that actually looked
presentable as women, the rest, well, they were expressing
themselves in their own way. A stall become open and I told
Cheryle I had to really go, so she let me go first and I tugged
and hiked up my skirt and adjust things and sat down and did my
business and cleaned up. One thing for sure this was not like any
ladies washroom I had been in before as the conversation outside
my stall door was loud and crude, I thought I was in a truck stop
listening to truckers, normally talk in a ladies washroom is
brief and/or none. I left my stall and surprisingly, the room
only had a few women in it and I made my way to the sinks and met
Cheryle there and like last time I grabbed her clutch purse as
she washed up and then I washed up and we both pulled out our
lipsticks (the only ones we saw doing this) and touched up our
lips. We packed up and headed back to the booth.

	We slid in and my husband said that we would be leaving in
30 minutes as it was getting late. I sipped more on my drink and
was still looking around and eventually we all headed to the
dance floor and it was another round of us dancing in a circle,
which as always was fun. we all started walking back to the table
and a slow song came on and none of the others went to dance, and
like times before I spotted Kahi coming to gather me up to take
me to the dance floor, and I smiled at the girls as she came and
just smiled and I slid out of the booth and grabbed her hand and
followed her to the dance floor. I told her that we were going to
be leaving in a while and she smiled and said, "then I will have
to make this dance extra special", and that she did right away.
Instead of gently putting her hands on my hips, she put her hands
on the small of my back and pulled me close to her, to a point
our breasts were touching. and our faces were very close, I could
almost smell her lipstick as we swayed to the music, unlink in
the past she did not say much but told me my partner was a very
lucky woman to be marrying me. The look in her eyes as she stared
at me was one of lust, and I do not know if it was the drinks I
had, but I stared back at her. The song ended and she pulled me
in even tighter and then moved her lovely lipstick covered lips
to mine and started passionately kissing me, as well she lowered
her hands and was caressing my ass, and I reciprocated. We had to
have been making a scene, but I did not care. She kept kissing me
for about 20 seconds, I could taste her lipstick and I knew she
could taste mine, her tongue gently in and out of my mouth and
our tongues were dancing. She broke the kiss and quietly said,
"thank you for a lovely evening". I thanked her and then she
walked away, leaving me wondering if my lipstick was all smudged
and lots of people staring at us.

	I got back to the table and all the girls were smiling and
laughing and telling me that they enjoyed the show on the dance
floor, and so did a bunch of other people staring. I asked them
if my lipstick was smudged and they told me that it was a little
and not to worry about it as it was time to leave anyway. I sat
down and sipped on what would be my last drink of the evening. My
husband said that she would go and settle up the bill and her and
Brenda left the table, the 3 of us sipped on our drinks and then
they came back and my husband handed me a note and it read:

"Joyce, I am hoping I have made your last fling out with your
girlfriends a memorable one and enjoy the big day next weekend.

Kisses, Kahi, XXXOOOXXX"

	And on the back of the note was a lipstick print and it
smelled of Obsession perfume. I showed the girls and they all
thought it was cute and put the note in my clubbing purse and we
all stood up and headed out of the club, which was comical. Sandy
who had one too many drinks and is relative a novice in heels was
slightly stumbling and another novice in heels was Cheryle and
she was too slightly stumbling. Brenda said the limo would be
waiting for us and thank heavens it was, as the early night air
was chilly and we all got into the van/limo, again, I had a blast
again with my tight skirt and climbed in. On the way home I
thought it was useless to discuss the luncheon and trying on the
Bridesmaid dresses and basically told Cheryle and Sandy I would
be emailing them and we can discuss. The van/limo pulled up to
our place and dropped Sharon and I off and would be taking the
other girls home, and they would come and get Cheryle's car the
following day. We got into the house and I gave my husband a hug
and a kiss and told her that I was so thankful and she told me it
was her pleasure and asked me to wear the lingerie that she
picked out for bed, after which she helped me take the bobby pins
out of my hair and my headpiece off and handed it to me. I then
made my way down to my bedroom and stripped and got into the
powder blue baby doll lingerie and a matching pair of panties.
Before I crawled into bed, I put the note from Kahi in a zip lock
baggie to maintain the smell, and put it in my hope chest. I
checked the time and it was 2:15am, and crawled into bed and
quickly fell asleep.

	I woke in the morning and stayed in my lingerie and put on
my blue terri cloth robe and sat down and started writing emails.
However, first I started going through photo albums, opting to do
that rather than pile through the many closets I have to try and
find the dresses I was going to recommend for Cheryle and Sandy
to try on. Quite frankly, even I was surprised at the number of
matching Bridesmaid dresses Sharon and I wore that were matching
in the closets. I started pulling out picture after picture of
the dressed over the years and in the end, there was a
possibility of 7 matching dresses I had in my closets. Now, some
are ruled out right away as I knew they probably would not fit
either of the girls, and quite frankly, even I have to now
squeeze into them. It came down to 4 that I wanted them to wear
and were perfect to match the era of my Wedding dress. I sent
them a long email about the dresses and all of them were circa
1980's and 90's, one deep purple satin, the other hunter green
satin, one was burgundy and the last Fusia satin. I told them
that they all fit differently, and I did have dyed satin shoes
and Sharon has some for them but with my shoe size being a 7 and
Sharon's 8, and I knew Cheryle was a 7 and was guessing Sandy was
about that, I suggested we talk about shoes and possibly shop for
them after lunch. I sent them pictures of both the front and
backs and made sure that they saw the features of each and told
them to get back to me. I then just emailed Cheryle about lunch
and told her it should be Earl's, that we should take Sandy if
she never has been and either the one in Burlington or
Mississauga works. Finally I emailed Paul and wrote him a long
note telling him all about the timing of the following Saturday
and the fact that Cheryle and Sandy were now going to be
participating and how they were going to be on some of my clothes
for at least going to the pictures to help with the dress for the
pictures, as the dress was complex.

	Of course going in public at any time for me is a thrilling
one and of course the first thought that came to mine was "what
to wear?". Now I knew that Cheryle and Sandy would be coming from
work, and I knew that unlike my work, they had the option of not
wearing a skirt. I really wanted to wear a new dress I got, just
below the knee, black bottom, fusia top peplum style, almost
bodycon, with a unique silver almost belt buckle, modest
neckline, but as my husband called it, "edgy", a zippered front
slit, the entire length of the skirt, zippered from the bottom. I
decided to leave the accessories and heels to the day of the
luncheon, but the hose would be ultra sheer nude stayups. It took
a day or so for the girls to get back to me and the first was
Cheryle and she loved the idea of going to Earl's and told me
that she would be by at 11:30am with Sandy to pick me up and we
would head into Burlington, surprisingly she asked what I was
planning on wearing and I told her a new office style dress, and
she said her and Sandy would be in something, "office wear". She
also said that the Deep purple and the hunter green Bridesmaid
dresses were her two choices of the 4, and I told her I would dig
them out and get ready for the luncheon on the following Tuesday.
The next email I got was from Sandy and she said she talked to
Cheryle and she said that the lunch location was fine (I thought
if she only knew) and then told me that the same dresses that
Cheryle picked she was fine with as well. The last email I got
was from Paul and he was excited to hear about other girls and
let it slip and said, "good thing we are going to Niagara falls
in a limo". Well I freaked out and he told me that it was
supposed to be a surprise and the limo driver was a friend of his
and was also going to be the one taking pictures of the
adventure, and knew all about me and what was going on. He told
me not to tell the other girls and that he wanted it to be a
surprise for them. He asked about my dress and I told him it was
going to be a surprise just like when a groom sees a Bride in the
Church walking down the isle for the first time. I told him the
timing and he said he would take care of everything, and one last
thing he needed to know was what were my Wedding colours so he
could get the right cumber bun for his tuxedo. I told him the
girls were going to be in hunter green or deep purple and I would
let him know on Tuesday after we had chosen the dresses. One last
task was that I had to get my wedding dress ready to be taken to
a Bridal salon in Oakville to get steamed, my husband Sharon
volunteered to drop it off and pick it up and they said it would
be read in time for a Thursday pickup, so I made sure it was un-
bustled and packaged up in a wedding dress bag.

Tuesday May 12th, 2015, GDO Lunch and Bridesmaid Dresses

	The day came for the lunch and I took the day off work and
as always was excited for another day out in public and the
chance to see what the other girls were wearing. Cheryle and
Sandy were going to be picking me up at 11:30am, and I planned on
starting to get ready around 10am, and I heard my husband leave
for work and call out, "have fun with the girls today". She left
and I started gathering everything for when the girls were going
to be coming over to try on the dresses, I had to dig through the
closets but found the two sets and pulled them out and put them
in the living room, as well, I pulled out the two light but long
crinolines that go with the dresses. I also found the matching
earrings and necklaces Renee and I wore when we were in a wedding
party together back in 1991 and put them on the coffee table. I
then went and started  gathering everything I was going to be
wearing, I decided on my favourite lace and satin burgundy panty
and bra set and laid them out on the bed, the grabbed a fresh
pair of ultra sheer nude stay ups, and white satin gloves to put
them on. I put out my foundation garments and then started
thinking about the accessories, and since the dress had a silver
accent on it, I was going to go with all silver, so it was my
silver anklet with the hearts, my silver lesbian themed heart
watch and new silver bracelet, the necklace, I had several
options and was going to wait until the dress was on to decide.
The last decision was the heels, and of course I had a ton of
choices, but started to think of which would go best with the
dress and the mood/theme of the outfit. I pulled out several
choices, my high and low black patent Mary Jane heels, my low
suede velvet black Mary Jane heels, and a couple of other 3"
black heels and put them on the floor and decided to wait until
the outfit was on and the last was going to be the heels.

	10am rolled around and I headed upstairs to hop in the
shower and get "sqeeky clean", and then got out and dried off and
headed to the basement to my bedroom to get ready. I quickly
changed into the satin and lace burgundy panties and the matching
padded bra and decided to put in my inserts to give me a little
more shape, then my foundation garment. I then slipped on my pink
satin robe as I was getting a little chilly and then went and put
on the white satin gloves I had laid out and grabbed for the new
package of ultra sheer nude stay ups and opened the package and
sat down and carefully slid them on. Once they were on I went and
grabbed a pair of low black heels and slipped them on so I would
not get a run in the ultra sheer hose. I decided to get dressed
before putting on my makeup as the dress I was getting into was
one I might just have to pull over. Before I started getting
dressed I put on the long curly hair and fluffed it out and liked
the look. I grabbed the dress and had a bit of a hard time just
slipping it on, but after taking out the breast forms, I was able
to slip it on and then put in the forms, and after positioning
them in the bra, I loved the look and the peplum did what it was
supposed to do. I then moved to my bathroom to start putting on
my makeup. Well makeup was going to be normal office wear and my
normal colours I wear to work, first was the eyeliner, not too
dark, just enough to define my eyes, then the lids, so purple on
the lower lids and pink on the upper, to finish off my eyes, a
healthy application of mascara. Next was blush, just enough to
give my cheeks a healthy glow and I decided on waiting until the
last minute for my lipstick, which was going to be one of my
husband and I's matching lipsticks. Before I left the bathroom, I
decided on putting on Halston's perfume, as it was one of my
usual perfumes for casual occasions. I only put on enough to give
a bit of scent so some on my wrists and a little behind the ears.
I checked the time and I was way ahead of schedule, I got dressed
and into my makeup much faster than anticipated and then I sat
down and did my nails, my favourite deep red colour that Sharon
gave me for Christmas one year. I waited for them to dry and
checked email and such on the computer as I waited. Once they
were dry I then started to think about accessories and I started
with my silver anklet, the one with two hearts and put it on.
Then I thought about earrings and went with large silver hooped
ones I had recently got and for the necklace, I went with a
longer circle style silver one that really set off the silver
accent on the dress. For my wrists, I went with a silver bracelet
and my silver heart shaped Lesbian themed watch. For rings I went
with one half of my alternate Wedding band set, my Lesbian pinky
ring, my other Lesbian ring and that was about it. I went and
stood in front of the mirror and looked myself over and liked
what I saw and then tried to decide on what shoes to wear. I
looked over all that I laid out and then thought about what I was
wearing and realized that except for the lingerie I was wearing
was the only thing I had worn out before, and in that spirit
looked over the shoes I had never worn out in public before and
came up with two pair both 2 1/2" Mary Jane style, both black,
one kid black and the other suede, I decided on the suede and
slipped off the low black heels and then put on the black suede
Mary Jane shoes. I then went to the mirror and looked myself over
and certainly liked the look, and then I realized I was not
taking full advantage of the skirt of the dress and reached down
and undid the zipper from the bottom to well above my knees, but
not too far to expose the tops of my stay ups. I walked around a
bit and decided to lower it a bit and found the look perfect.

	I checked the time and saw I had at least 30 minutes till
the girls were going to arrive to pick me up and decided that I
would take one of my smaller flip style photo albums and take all
of the pictures I could find of the Bridesmaid dresses the girls
had a choice of and put them in, at all different angles, so I
started going through all of my albums and started pulling out
pictures, some of where when my husband and I were Bridesmaid's
together, others were jus the matching dresses I collected for my
husband and I to wear and enjoy, and taken at home. I was just
about to sit down and relax and realized that the album was just
a little too big for my smaller coach style purse I was used to
carrying when Sharon and I would go shopping. I grabbed my
regular sized purse and put it in there, and made sure that the
regular sized purse, which had been a while since I used it had
all of the essentials in it.

	It was around 11:15am and I got a text from Cheryle saying
that she just picked up Sandy and they were on the way. I put a
bottle of white wine in the fridge just in case when we got home
to try on the dresses and checked the temperature and saw that it
was cool enough for a light spring coat so I went and grabbed
mine and hung it on one of the chairs in the kitchen. I went back
to my bedroom and grabbed my purse and again, double checked
everything and then went to my bathroom and applied a healthy
coat of one of my husband and I's matching lipsticks, "everything
with wine", and then a coat of gloss and packed away them both in
my purse and headed upstairs to wait for the girls. Just as I got
to the top of the stairs I noticed Cheryle pull in the driveway
and I went and put down my purse and put on my light spring coat
and slung my purse over my shoulder and walked out the door and
then locked it and went to the car where both Cheryle and Sandy
were smiling and looking at me. I walked around to the back door
passenger side and opened the door and slid in, and both Cheryle
and Sandy greeted me.

	We were off and since Cheryle had not been to this location
of Earls I started giving her directions. As she drove we all
talked about the time we had last Saturday night and how fun it
was watching me with Kahi and how sexy and hot she was and how
cute of a couple we made, I played it down and they asked if I
put the note in a special place and I told them I did. We then
started talking about the Wedding day and if I was excited and I
told them I was and was really looking forward to the day,
especially in my dress and being shown off in it. Cheryle looked
back at me in the mirror and said, "oh I know you will be a
spectacle and love it, almost as much as the time I had you in
that cute little outfit". I told her that was different, and I
changed the subject and started asking them about the fact they
were going to be Bridesmaid's and if they were ready for the job.
Sandy and Cheryle both said in unison, "oh yes", and we all
laughed together.

	We got to Mapleview mall and pulled up in front of the
entrance of Earl's and we all got out and started walking towards
the entrance, and at this point I got to see what Cheryle and
sandy were wearing. both were in slacks, Cheryle black and Sandy
tanned, Sandy was in a light blue sweater and black flats, and
Cheryle had on a red blouse and a black blazer and low heeled
black clunky dress shoes, Cheryle had on a little makeup and I
swear she was wearing the lipstick we wore on our date many years
ago which was the same as my husband and I's matching. Sandy on
the other hand looked like she had maybe a little eyeliner and
that was about it. As we walked along, I could only hear my heels
clicking and loved it. We got to the entrance and Cheryle opened
the door and I took the lead in and of course were greeted by a
lovely creature, dressed to impress and to perfection, and the
thought of "have I seen her before" came to mind, and as soon as
I thought of that I heard, "well hello there, welcome back, so
good to see you again". The hostess was the same as when Paul and
I came a month or so ago and she was I am pretty sure wearing the
exact same little black skirt, ultra sheer nearly black hose,
same blouse with ample breasts showing and 3" black patent heels,
of course perfect makeup and her long blonde hair cascading down
her back. I smiled at her and said, "nice to be back", she smiled
again and grabbed three menus and said, "brought some
girlfriend's along?". I said I was and I requested a booth, which
meant we would be able to see all of the wait staff coming in and
out as they were serving food, in other words getting a good
show.

	The hostess lead us to our table and Cheryle and Sandy slid
in and I took off my coat and hung it up on the coat hanger
outside of the booth and this was the first time both of the
girls got to see what I was wearing and Cheryle said, "well that
is interesting, step back for a moment". I did and smiled and
slowly spun around and Cheryle made the comment, "what a darling
dress, I love everything about it, how chic and stylish and sexy
all at the same time the zipper is to die for, and those heels,
so cute and perfect'. I thanked her and then slid into the booth
next to Sandy. As always at Earls the waitresses are always
something to look at and immediately Cheryle and I started a
commentary on what we saw, and I kept looking over at Sandy and
her mouth was wide open and she was staring. I was having a great
time when our waitress approached and she of course was a
complete knockout, a brunette, shoulder length hair, about 5'5",
in a black above the knee length leather skirt, light blue silk
blouse, unbuttoned to show ample cleavage, hose were sheer nude
and her heels at 4" kid black, her makeup was perfect. She smiled
and look us over and said, "good afternoon ladies, my name is
Monique, I will be serving you today, is there anything I can get
you to start with to drink?". I spoke up and ordered a cooler and
the other girls ordered and she smiled and said that she would be
back later to take our food order and we all stared as she walked
away in a very unintentional sexy manner. Cheryle quietly said,
"my she is hot", and I said she was right and Sandy quietly said,
"alright you two, can you tell me what is going on here?, why are
all of the wait staff so stunning looking well dressed and hot
and are making my panties wet". Both Cheryle and I started
laughing and told her that she should enjoy the show and tell us
which one she likes the most. The same routine, both Cheryle and
I told her what the deal was about the waitresses and again, told
her to enjoy the show, and she had to pick her favourite to take
home to bed.

	Our lovely waitress Monique came back and served our drinks
and said, "need more time ladies?", we all said we did, and quite
frankly with the scenery and enjoying it, we had not even opened
our menu's. Both girls looked at their menu's and I did not have
to and Cheryle looked at me and said, "getting the usual Joyce?",
I told her I was, and the two of them kept looking at their
menu's and then it happened. The waitress, Heather, that was
hitting on me a month ago when Paul took me to lunch spotted me
and gave me a little wave and a smile as she went into the
serving area to pick up an order. Cheryle spotted it and said, "a
friend of yours?", I went on to tell her the story of how when I
came with Paul I was wearing all my lesbian jewellery and she was
hitting on me and left a note. Cheryle thought it was cute and
whispered, "if she only knew". Cheryle decided to go with I was
having, as she knew what it was and Sandy asked what it was and
thought it was a good idea, which was the Cesar salad and the dry
riblets and we all put down our menu's. About that time, our
waitress Monique came and said, "ready to order ladies?". Cheryle
spoke up for the 3 of us and ordered and the waitress said,
"excellent choice ladies", she grabbed our menus and walked away
and we all stared at her lovely ass swaying so nicely in her
tight leather skirt. I said to the girls I had a couple of skirts
like that in my closets and Sandy said, "really?", I said "oh yes
and my husband and I used to wear them when clubbing years ago
and we got lots of action", Cheryle said she was not surprised at
the fact I had the skirt or that Sharon and I got action. We
continued to stare at the lovely creatures as they walked in and
out serving food and of course, Heather, every time she walked by
would look and smile at me. She was dressed differently than the
last time I saw her, she had on a knee length very tight form
fitting black skirt, 4" black patent heels, nude hose and a cream
top, of course showing ample cleavage, she certainly was a
knockout, and even as hot as she was, I was hoping she was not
going to come over to the table.

	I then mentioned to the girls that I brought the album and
if they wanted to talk about the dresses and both of them said
they definitely would, so I grabbed the book out of my purse and
handed it to Cheryle. The girls flipped it open and started
looking at the dresses and making comments and one of the dresses
I totally forgot about showing them was a royal blue one that
Sharon and I had matching with pearls down the back, as well as
the matching satin heels. They were thumbing through the dresses
and the fun started as they asked me about each one and what it
was like wearing them and how special the occasion was. I only
had the stories to tell about the ones my husband and I wore when
we were in a Wedding party together. We were giggling and
carrying on and did not even notice our lovely waitress come with
our food and started placing it down, and of course being a
female, she was curious and saw the book opened. After she put
the food down she commented, "oh my God, those dresses are so
pretty, is someone getting Married?". Cheryle beat me to saying
anything and blurted out, "YES, SHE IS", pointing at me, and our
waitress Monique looked at me and said, "well congratulations!".
I smiled and thanked her and she was obviously interested and
said, "I will be back in a bit ladies, I want to hear more about
this". I was smiling and loved the thought of her coming back and
looking at the pictures of the dresses.

	We started to eat our food and continued to look at the
pictures and I asked the girls what they thought of each dress
and it was fun listening to them comment on each one and I loved
when they asked me questions about them. They kept on coming back
to the deep purple dresses that my husband Sharon and I wore at a
Wedding in 1991, and they loved the colour and were asking about
them and were leaning towards them. I told them of all of the
dresses, that might be the best option as Sharon and I really did
not have many alterations done on them, except for the hem. Once
again we were in deep discussion about the dress, the day and
such and really was not looking at what was going on around us.
Our waitress, Monique, surprised us and literally sat down next
to me in the booth and said, "hello ladies, just seeing if you
need anything". Now for me, this was not a first, back many years
ago, a waitress did this when I was trying to pick a dress for an
occasion and my date was looking over a photo album to pick.
Monique looked over at the album and started to make comments and
first was, "that is so retro, I love it, reminds me what my
sister wore in a Wedding a long time ago". She then looked at me
and said, "so what is your Wedding dress like?". Sandy quickly
was out with her phone and showed her a picture of me in the
Wedding dress and the headpiece and Monique covered her mouth and
said, "oh my God!, that is almost regal and so elegant and
feminine, look at the detail!". I was loving every minute of what
was going on and Monique was quick to say, "ok ladies, I have to
get back to work, is there anything you need?". I spoke up and
told her we needed another round of drinks, and Monique smiled
and said she would get that and told me that I made a beautiful
bride and that the dress was amazing.

	We continued eating and chatting and then the discussion
came around about the accessories for the dresses, which ever one
they were going to choose. I told them that the jewellery was
taken care of and the only thing we had to work out was the
hosiery and shoes. We talked about the shoes and I told them if
they went with the purple dresses, when Sharon and I and the
other 6 Bridesmaid's at the time, actually discussed low black
suede heels to be worn, but the Bride vetoed that, and we all
ended up spending almost $60 a person for dyed satin 3" heels to
match the dress. Since this was not for real, but the girls
wanted to look authentic and even Sandy said, "I need a pair of
dress shoes anyway". I told them that there was a Payless shoe
store in the mall and we could look there after lunch, and they
both liked the idea. With the dress discussion almost complete,
our Waitress Monique came back with our drink refills and smiled
and asked if the dress decision was made and both girls answered,
"almost". She smiled and said, "any one you pick will be
incredible, I would love to wear any one of those dresses". I
smiled and thanked her and she walked away with all of us looking
at her as she sauntered away.

	We were all done eating and the dress decision was going to
be left for when we got back to the house and they tried on the
dresses. Monique came by and asked if we were done and Cheryle
spoke up and said that we wanted the bill and only one and she
smiled at her and said she would be back with it. Now at this
point I knew my lipstick needed a touch up and I had to use the
ladies room in a big way. I told the girls I was going and Sandy
spoke up and said she would join me, she grabbed her purse and we
slid out of the booth and we were off. It was weird hearing only
my heels clicking as we walked along, and I actually caught quite
a few other women checking me out as I walked along and was
loving it. We got the washrooms and went in and again, I loved
how classy it was and well laid out, we were the only ones in it
and I went to a stall. Sandy went next to me and hung up my purse
on the door and hiked up my skirt and moved things around and sat
down and did my business. I cleaned up and then stood up and
adjusted things and my dress and then grabbed my purse and left
the stall and headed to the sinks where Sandy was already there.
She was fluffing out her hair and I joined her and pulled out my
lipstick from my purse and was applying another coat and she made
the comment, "love the slit on your dress, the zipper is so
cool". I thanked her and fixed my lips and fluffed my hair,
repacked my purse and we left the ladies room and headed to table
to meet Cheryle and ash told us that the bill had been paid and
asked if we were ready to go and we told her we were and I
grabbed my light spring coat and slipped it on and we walked to
the exit and I told them that we could go out the exit into the
mall and that we could look for shoes and nylons, and I told them
I knew where the stores were.

	So we headed for that exit and as we left another stunning
woman, well dressed and well put together, smiled at us and said,
"have a nice day ladies", and I saw her give me an extra smile as
she looked me over in my dress, and she said, "love the dress,
how chic". I smiled and thanked her and as we walked along both
girls commented on how many time I got complimented on my dress
and how I must be thrilled, and I told them I definitely was.

	We got to the Payless and headed to the isle that had
female shoess and we looked for their size and found Cheryle's
right away, a size 9 and what we found was almost identical to
what my husband and I wanted to wear in a Wedding we were in
together and that was a pair of black suede heels with a thicker
2 1/2" heel. Both girls agree on this is exactly what they wanted
and Cheryle grabbed a pair and we were hoping to find the same in
a size 6 for Sandy, and lone behold we did and she grabbed a pair
and we walked to the checkout and both girls paid for their shoes
and then we left and two stores down from the shoe store and
there was a Shoppers drug Mart. I was going to suggest going to
Sears or the Bay, as they would have had higher quality and lower
denier and more sheer hose, but suggested Shoppers. We found the
area with hosiery, and of course limited quantity and quality and
I told the girls that it really did not matter, and Sandy said
she rarely wears pantyhose and Cheryle said she already had
enough, but knew that they had to be matching to look authentic.
We found a brand and a quality that was cheap and not ultra
sheer, but were nude and at $1.99, they could not go wrong and
Cheryle and Sandy picked their sizes and I told them I would pay
for the pantyhose. They handed them to me and we walked to the
checkout and the salesgirl said, "and will that be all?". I told
her it was and opened my purse and pulled out my wallet and
pulled out money and paid for the pantyhose. We left the store
with our purchases and headed back out of the mall and to the
car, and still I loved the fact my heels were clicking. We got in
and headed back to my house to try on dresses and we chatted
about that all the way there.

	We got to the house and I told the girls that I had the
dresses ready and we walked into the living room and they saw I
had the dresses laid out and both made a comment on how lovely
they looked and I commented back that they had not even tried any
on I hung up my light spring coat in the closet. I made sure the
blinds were closed and doors locked and offered them a glass of
wine as they both picked up the dresses and checked them out and
I went and grabbed 3 wine glasses and filled them and brought
them into the living room and placed them on the coffee table. I
said, "I take it you ladies like?", they both said they did and I
said, "well ladies time to get changed". They both agreed and
grabbed a glass of wine and Cheryle proposed a toast, "to Sandy,
soon to be a Bridesmaid for the first time". We all took a sip
and then they put down their glasses, and started taking off
their clothes, they stripped until they were down to their
panties and bras, which were just plain comfy white cotton
panties and bras, I was going to comment on what I was wearing,
but did not. I suggested to get the whole look they should put on
the shoes and they agreed and asked me to get them out of the
car, and I told them I would and reminded them they had no
hosiery on and I suggested they might as well put on the
pantyhose. Cheryle gave me her keys and I left to get the shoes
and pantyhose and I had to laugh as there they were in their bra
and panties sipping on wine. I came in with the bags and put them
down and said, "now don't you two look cute", and they had to
agree and laughed along with me.

	I handed them the shoes and Pantyhose and they both opened
the package of pantyhose and sat down and slipped them on and
sally commented, "I have no clue how you wear these to wear to
work every day, they are a total pain to put on". I told her that
I was more than used to it and again, shook her head, telling me
how she was amazed at me. I just smiled and then I made a
suggestion that they each one try on one of the dresses and then
switch, so they could make comments and see how each looked in
them, they loved the idea and Cheryle grabbed the purple satin
dress and Sandy the hunter green satin one and I helped zip and
button up the straps at the back in Cheryl's case, and in Sandy's
case the three bows at the back. I then handed the girls the
light crinolines and they were both surprised and I told them
they were needed to complete the look. Then they both put them on
and then the black suede heels and then they started walking
around and I still had the full length mirror set up from the
Wedding dress trying on and I walked around so they both could
see the whole look. Now the dresses of course did not fit
perfectly, as they were fitted for my husband and I for the
Wedding we were in and the hunter green ones were fitted by
another couple of women I got the dresses off of Ebay. Right
away, both of them loved the hunter green dress, and the detail
at the back and the bows and how they were so feminine and
pretty, but at the same time, the colour of the purple dress they
both seemed to be the one they were gravitating to. Now, the one
Cheryle was wearing was actually my husband's, and her breasts
were much smaller than my husband's so I suggested that Cheryle
give her dress to Sandy, and she put on the dress I wore. As I
went and got the other dress the girls helped each other out of
each others dresses and swapped. I handed Cheryle my dress and
she slipped it on and they helped each other do things up. They
again paraded around and again they were not perfect looking on
them, but it was close enough. The girls wanted the complete look
and I had forgotten the flowers and told them to put on the
jewellery and I would go and get the flowers. I went downstairs
to my closet that had all of my Bridal wear in it in and grabbed
a pair of matching Bridesmaid flowers I got long ago when I
bought a pair of matching dresses, now the colour of the flowers
were not exactly right as they were more for a set of Fusia
Bridesmaid dresses I had. I went upstairs and handed the girls
the flowers and they had already put their jewellery on and they
looked great. The comical part was Sandy, she had no clue how to
hold a bouquet and both Cheryle and I laughed and she said,
"what?". we both went on to explain on how to hold the flowers
and she eventually got it and then Sandy asked if she could see
what the dress looked like when my husband and I wore them with
the shoes and since Sandy was a shoe size smaller than me, I told
her I would get them for her to try on. I went back downstairs to
my closet with my Bridal wear and got them and went back upstairs
and found Sandy and Cheryle walking around. Sandy immediately
said, "I have never worn anything like this, it is so feminine
and romantic, I love it". I smiled and told her I was glad and
handed her the shoes and she slipped them on and said, "oh WOW,
the Bride made the right call, they make the whole look". To
which I said, "yes and all of us had to fork out another $60, to
add to the $250 we already had to fork out for the dress and
alterations".

	With the look of the dresses and such the girls asked about
makeup and I told them that I would take care of it, as I had the
colours I wanted them to wear and already had my colours picked
out. I then grabbed my cell phone and told the girls to pose like
it was a Wedding day and I stated to take pictures and had to
remind Sandy, "first rule of being a Bridesmaid on wedding day,
no matter how bad it gets to smile and smile big", which she did.
I took a bunch and right then and there emailed them, so they
could get an idea of what they looked like together. I pulled out
a chair and put it in the middle of the room and Cheryle and I
asked Sandy to sit down, and of course never having had a dress
like this on before and crinolines, she had no idea, and it was
obvious when she simply sat down without adjusting her dress.
Cheryle showed her the proper way and Sandy said she had no idea
and had her do it a few times before she got it right. The girls
were satisfied with the whole look and commented that it was nice
they did not have to wear a special bra. I told them that the
dresses did not need to be dry cleaned and I would put them back
in the garment bags they were stored in for the Saturday and they
asked me to keep the shoes and pantyhose and I told them that I
would.

	Then they asked me if they could see a little fashion show
and show them what I would be wearing to the dinner theatre and
then for the Wedding night and then the day after to come home. I
reluctantly agreed, but told them that I would model the clothes
and wear what hosiery, accessories and lingerie I had on at the
time and then describe the rest and they said that would be fine.
I asked what order they wanted to see them in and they said the
order that Paul would be seeing them in, and I smiled and said I
would. Luckily I had everything all ready pre-packed and it was
going to be quick, and easy, they both said that would be fine
and before I left to go downstairs asked if they wanted more wine
and they said they would and went to the kitchen and came back
and filled all the glasses and they were in the middle of getting
each other out of their dresses. I then asked Cheryle to unzip my
dress and she did and commented, "my what a lovely colour of
bra", and I turned around and slipped off the top of my dress and
showed them what I was wearing, and they both said, "oh my how
pretty and sexy, compared to our plain ones". I smiled and said,
"and the matching panties", and walked off.

	I went downstairs leaving the girls to change and had fun
holding the railing and my dress up at the same time then
managing the heels as well. I got to the bottom of the stairs and
into my bedroom and let the dress fall down to my feet, I then
stepped out of it in my heels and picked it up and hung it up. I
slipped out of my heels and took off my earrings, and bra, the
first dress was the sexy black strapless one I had chosen for the
dinner theatre and even though I said I was not going to do it,
grabbed my black strapless push up bra from my lingerie drawer
and put it on to make it look right. I did not bother taping my
breasts, but did push my tits up into the bra to at least show
some cleavage. I then slipped on the black strapless dress and
then the bolero jacket and slipped on the 5 1/4" black patent
heels and then grabbed the black bustier with the garters
attached and headed upstairs to show the girls. I got into the
living room and the girls had changed back and were sitting on
the couch and they looked me over and both were gushing over the
dress and I modelled it around for a bit and then showed them the
bustier and both said, "ooooohhhh how sexy". I also told them I
would be wearing ultra sheer nearly black stockings and sparkly
jewellery, and they agreed that Paul will like the look. I then
went back downstairs and slipped out of the dress and shoes and
then opened the lingerie pillow and pulled out the peignoir and
wrap Paul bought for me the first time I pleased him orally. I
then put on the white satin 3" heels I would be wearing for the
wedding dress and then headed upstairs to show the girls. They
immediately were telling me how romantic the lingerie was and
Cheryle made the comment, "even nicer than what I wore on my
Wedding night". I dropped the robe part and showed them the
peignoir only and told them that I would be wearing my white hose
that I would be wearing with the Wedding dress. They asked if
this was the lingerie Paul bought me and I told them it was, and
again they both made comments on how it definitely is lingerie
fit for a Bride on her Wedding night. I then told them the last
outfit was the one I was going to be wearing going home the day
after. I went back downstairs and changed out of the lingerie and
pulled on the blue bodycon mini dress with the peplum and then
the 3" beige patent heels and slipped them on and went upstairs
to see the girls. They looked over the outfit and both found it
"cute and sexy", I modelled it around for a bit and then sat down
(realizing, the stay ups I was wearing, were not going to work,
and pantyhose were going to have to be worn, sheer toe to waist)
with them and sipped on my wine and we chatted more about the
Saturday and how they were looking forward to the day and they
let me know that after the pictures, they were going to be
getting a hotel room and changing and going for dinner. The girls
then left and not before we hugged and exchanged light kisses. I
then went and re-packed everything and hung up the Bridesmaid
dresses and packed up the shoes and their pantyhose.

	The rest of the week I did final packing making sure all my
makeup was packed and I made sure the colours I was going to be
using for the Wedding day were out. I also packed extra hosiery
in case of a run, all of the lingerie I was going to be wearing
of the course of the weekend, as well as a pair of white satin
gloves. As well, making sure my regular purse and my black patent
clutch purse were packed and ready to go. I ended up with a
duffle bag, and a dress bag that were packed. The Friday came and
my husband went and picked up my Wedding dress and told me that
she would leave it in the upstairs closet for the next day.

Saturday May 16th, 2015, Wedding Day!

	The big day arrived and I got up and checked the clock and
saw that I had 2 hours before Cheryle and would be arriving. I
was tingling with excitement, just as much as my own Wedding day
and the ones where I was a Bridesmaid for real, and knew the day
would be special. My husband left me alone (she was still
sleeping) and I went into the shower and got clean all over and
made sure every spot was baby smooth. Also, due to the fact I was
not going to be wearing perfume all day, I washed all over with
Curious body wash, so it would make me smell nice, but not get
any foreign liquids on the dress. I finished and headed back down
to my room, and I had an hour to get things organized and then
into my makeup for the day. I slipped on the latex vagina and my
panties for the day, which were the ones I wore when I got
married for real in 1990, white satin and a bit of lace and a
dream to wear. I then put on my foundation garment and then a
blue terri cloth robe as it was a bit chilly. Next I pulled out a
pair of white satin gloves and opened a pair of ultra sheer white
stay ups with a wide lace band at the top, and carefully slipped
them on and loved the way they felt on my legs and how my legs
felt, then the white satin 3" heels I was going to be wearing
with my wedding dress. I then started a final check of my
packing. I forgot a few things, my perfume for the evening, and
the next day my pink satin robe for changing, and a few other
small items and packed them all away and took the duffle bag and
the dress bad upstairs and laid it out on the couch. Then laid
out my earrings, and white lace gloves a blue garter I got off
Ebay, specifically for Paul to keep at the end of the night, the
huge crinoline, finally my headpiece and bobby pins for it. I
heard my husband was in the shower and I headed downstairs to
start my makeup, which as always for a Wedding even is always
carefully put on.

	I started with my eyeliner and it was somewhere in between
an office application and formal, enough to highlight and be a
bit dramatic, but no low light conditions. Eye shadow was going
to be one of my new colour palettes and was going to be a
combination of pinks and a deeper beige and finally cream colout
for the upper lids. The girls were going to be wearing the same,
but I was doing mine a little more dramatic, finally a very
healthy coating of lash blast mascara. Blush, like the eyeliner
was going to be a little on the darker than an application for
going to work, but not a low light application. I knew that there
was going to be food and such when the girls arrived, so I did
not bother with my lipstick. I packed up all of the makeup in my
white beaded Bridal clutch purse. I saw I had 15 minutes and
could hear my husband walking around upstairs and at one point I
heard her GG lover Brenda come in, and started talking with her.
I sat down and put on the nail polish I wore on the day of my
real Wedding and it was a right pink, to be matching the lipstick
I was going to be wearing. I heard the tinkling of glasses as I
waited for my nails to dry and then head the doorbell, and knew
Cheryle and Sandy had arrived. I almost forgot my alternative
Wedding ring set and slipped it on, and again, loved how it
looked, so much different than my real set.

	Then the real fun started, I headed upstairs, my Bridal
clutch purse in hand and all the girls were waiting for me and my
husband had laid out some snacks for a continental breakfast, and
the girls were eating that all enjoying a glass of champagne and
orange juice. Cheryle made the comment, "already done your
makeup, and very nice job", I thanked her and then suggested it
was there turn, and ate a little myself and they agreed that they
had to get moving and finished their glass and then they asked if
they should get into their dresses first or makeup, and I told
them it did not matter and they decided to do makeup first. I
noticed that both were in jeans and a button down blouse and I
told them it was perfect for doing makeup. My husband suggested
that they do their hair up, but I said it would not look right
with my hair down, so that decision was made. I then said, "shall
we ladies?", and they followed me into the upstairs bathroom, and
I laid out the makeup on the counter and turned on the overhead
lights for more visibility. Cheryle went first and started on her
eyes and after eyeliner she asked about the eye shadows and I
told her to follow what I had done, but toned down and she did
and then passed the eyeliner to Sandy who followed Cheryle's
lead. Then it was the blush and then the decision on lipstick and
I told them that they were going to be wearing my deep red nail
polish (the one Sandy loved so much), and told Cheryle to wear
the lipstick she and I had matching and that we all would be
putting on lip gloss on top of it. I handed them each a bottle of
the nail polish and they started putting it on and I told them
they both did a good job on their makeup. I checked the time and
it was still about 45 minutes before Paul and the photographer
would be arriving.

	Once their nails were done, we all headed back into the
living room, and Brenda and my husband said they loved the job on
the 3 of us. Then it was decided to get dressed, first as always
is the Bridesmaid's, so Cheryle and Sandy proceeded to strip down
to their panties and bras and I was surprised, both had put on
matching panties and bras, same lingerie set, Cheryle's in Purple
and Sandy's in hunter green, and lace push up bra and matching
satin and lace panties. I smiled at them and told them they both
looked yummy. They both grabbed their pantyhose and sat on the
couch and put them on, and I went and grabbed each of their
dresses, making sure to hand the right dress to the right girl,
and they slipped them on, my husband came and helped zip them up
and to the button for the bow at the back. I then handed them the
crinolines and they slipped them on, Brenda had to laugh as they
were the exact same dresses her and my husband wore the time they
got me into a Wedding gown and watched me orally please her
husband Brad for the first time. Not much was said about that,
and the girls slipped on their shoes and both Brenda and my
husband said the girls looked very nice. Cheryle announced, "and
now the Bride stand in the center of the room".

	Cheryle and Sandy went and grabbed my dress bag and they
carefully took out the dress and began preparing it, and the
first thing I noticed was that it was not bustled. Cheryle then
grabbed the crinoline and said, "time to drop the robe dear",
which I did and Cheryle had to comment, "I do love those cutie
boobies". She helped me step into it and I noticed that my
husband and Brenda were just sitting on the couch watching. Both
dressed casually, in jeans and sweat shirts and my husband in
particular had no makeup on. Then Cheryle and Sandy adjusted my
dress and told me to bend over and I did and they very carefully
lowered it down and my husband came over and made sure that the
high collar stayed away from my makeup. They lowered it down on
me and I slipped in my arms and then the tingling went down my
spine as I knew in a matter of minutes I was going to be trapped
in a dress I had no hope of getting out of, even if I wanted to.
Cheryle started doing up the 60 or so buttons, she made the
comment, "I wonder if Paul is going to bother with all of these
and just rip this off of you", I told her he better not try
that". Sandy was fluffing out the skirt of the crinoline and then
grabbed the two trains and started laying them out and search for
the loops. It took about 15 minutes and Cheryle got all of the
buttons done up and my husband were snapping pictures away on her
phone and so was Brenda as the girl were preparing the dress.
Once the dress was done, all 4 of the girls started looking for
the loops and remembered how to bustle the two trains and adjust
the crinoline in the train. They finished and then my husband got
the other mirror and held it up behind me and asked if the bustle
was right, and I told them it was as close as it was going to
get.

	Once the bustling was done it was picture time and I asked
Sandy to go and get the Bridal purse from the bathroom so we all
could do our lipsticks. She came back and handed my pink lipstick
and a compact from the purse and I applied a health coat and then
asked her to hand me the gloss and she did and I handed her back
the lipstick and then put on the gloss, and loved how my lips
looked, it totally finished off the makeup for me. The girls did
the same with their lips and now it was time for my finishing
touches. Cheryle and Sandy took my headpiece and carefully put it
on me and then adjusted it perfectly and started putting in the
bobby pins. Once they were done, I asked them to hand me my
gloves and they did and I slipped them on. At that time, they
noticed the Wedding rings and said they wanted to see them, and I
showed them and they both said the set was lovely. I then clipped
on my earrings and I was almost done, and then Sandy held up my
garter and said, "where does this go?". All of us laughed and my
husband and Brenda got their Cameras out and Cheryle went and
grabbed it from Sandy and said, "I know where this goes". My
husband came and grabbed the wooden platform and put it in front
of my dress and Cheryle kneeled and looked up at me and said, "oh
I am so going to enjoy this". She slowly and deliberately started
at my silky covered ankles and slid her hand up my legs, she put
the dress and crinoline up to a point I could assist and grabbed
it and started helping her and hiking the fabric, then put my
left leg on the platform, and was staring down at Cheryle, who
then made a slow deliberate caress of my legs down to my ankles.
She was smiling at me and knew she was enjoying it. She then
stretched out the garter and I stepped into it and she slowly
moved it up to my mid thigh on my leg and had a wicked grin on
her face and she adjusted it into place. I then posed as the
girls were snapping pics, and when they were done, dropped my
dress. The boys were arriving in 15 minutes so Brenda and Sharon
wanted the Bridal party pics for themselves so we all grabbed our
bouquets and Sharon cleaned up the living room a bit and we posed
and they started snapping pics and all the time it was, "ok
ladies smile big".

	Then the doorbell rang and it was Paul and the photographer
and Cheryle and Sandy took me by the hand and told me to follow
them to the bathroom, as I had to make an entrance. My husband
came into the bathroom and told us to wait for the music and then
Sandy comes in and then Cheryle, and told me to wait for a bit
for them to get to the front of the room and then I come in. I
was excited and nervous all at the same time, and I guess Brenda
and Cheryle had a surprise and heard playing over the stereo the
Wedding March and Cheryle and Sandy left to go to the living
room. I gave them about 60 seconds and then left the bathroom,
and into the living room, and at the front of the room was
Cheryle and Sandy, and Paul in a black tuxedo, and off to the
side was my husband, and Brenda, and another gentleman in a suit
and tie with a camera, taking pictures, obviously the
photographer. I walked up to Paul and he was smiling ear to ear,
and so was I, was not sure what to do, but Cheryle came up beside
me and grabbed my wrist and I knew it was a signal for me to give
her my flowers and I did, and turned and faced Paul and put my
lace covered hands in his and he smiled at me and said, "you look
stunning, never seen a Bride look so beautiful, that dress is so
amazing". I thanked him and told him I was glad he liked what he
saw, and my husband blurted out, don't just stand their Paul,
kiss the Bride". Paul leaned in and gave a light kiss on the lips
and again told me how beautiful I looked.

	Paul then introduced the photographer, his name was Frank
and a friend of his and he came up and shook my hand, and said,
"Paul said you looked incredible, and he was right I just cannot
believe....", and I smiled and said, "yes it is true, I am not a
real girl". He still has shaking his head and Cheryle looked at
the time and said that if we were going to to pictures here, we
needed to do them now. Like any other Wedding I have been in, the
photo shoot was a blurr with Fran, obviously know what he was
doing, moving us around and posing us, and eventually he said he
had enough and would save the rest, especially of me alone for
Niagara Falls. Paul asked if I had all my bags ready to go and I
told him I did and he and Frank took them out and myself and the
girls were doing checks of everything and the guys came back in
and said everything was ready to go, now the girls did not need
their bouquets anymore so they left them, but I grabbed mine. My
husband and Brenda came and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek
and told me to enjoy myself and make the groom very happy, and I
told them I would and then Frank told me the car was ready and I
lead the way out to the cool May air, but no need for a coat, the
dress I was wearing was heavy enough. Cheryle and Sandy were
right behind me making sure my dress was alright and I heard them
squeal, "A LIMO??", Brenda and Sharon said, "WHAT?", then they
looked out and I was smiling at Paul, as I walked towards it and
Frank was holding the door. I slid in and the girls followed and
found a seat on one of the sides of the spacious limo. I adjusted
my dress and crinolines and managed to sit down. The girls
followed in and kept on saying, "oh my God", they sat down on the
other side of the limo and Paul got in next to me and Frank shut
the door and we were off. Paul had already gotten champagne and
it was chilling in the table in the center between the two bench
seats and he go out 4 glasses and started pouring. The girls were
still in shock as Paul proposed a toast to his new Bride and we
all took a sip. As we sipped I held hands with Paul and we
exchanged the casual kiss and at one point I leaned in and
whispered to him too keep the kissing light and after the
pictures, he can kiss me as hard as he wanted as I did not want
to ruin my makeup. He kept on telling me how stunning I looked
and the other girls and how proud he was to be seen with such
creatures. We sipped on wine and Paul told me to tell him about
the dress and where I got it and I told him all about it, and he
said, "bet you are going to stand out huge when we get to Niagara
Falls", I smiled and told him I was counting on it. I asked
Cheryle the time and she told me and I thought, "perfect, right
on time". From time to time, as Paul was getting more amorous,
the bulge in his pants was getting bigger, I said nothing, but
Sandy and Cheryle noticed and would look at me and glance at
Paul's crotch and smile back at me with a knowing smile.

	The ride to Niagara Falls was about 45 minutes by the time
we got through the city and to the area for the pictures to be
taken. Now I have never heard of this before, but Niagara Falls,
at certain times of the year, on Saturdays sets up a picture
perfect area of the falls for Brides and Grooms to pose with, the
falls in the background, free and clear of tourists. Frank parked
the limo and Paul told us to wait as he was told he had to
register. I started looking around and was loving what I was
seeing, at least 4 different Wedding parties, Brides and their
Bridesmaid's. Paul came back and told us that we were registered
and our spot for the pictures was behind 3 other Wedding parties,
and I was thrilled to say the least, I knew I had got what I
wanted. Paul then said, "now if you girls want to stay in the
car, the coordinator will come and get us, but I doubt you want
that Joyce, and there is a waiting area, nearby for the Brides
and their parties".

	So then the ultimate fun for me began I told Paul I
definitely wanted to go to the waiting area. So the girls got out
of the car and then they helped me get out of the car and helped
me with my dress, fluffing it out and making sure that the bustle
looked right and Cheryle grabbed my white beaded clutch purse,
and Sally reached in and grabbed my flowers and handed them to
me. Paul was waiting for me as I got out and came and offered me
his arm, and we started walking towards the waiting area and then
the fun really started. To describe the scene was a large open
canopy with chairs and then in the distance the place where you
went to get pictures taken and I could see a Bride and groom
there getting theirs done and the girls of the Wedding party off
to the side watching. As we got closer, I was tingling with
excitement as 3 other Brides their parties were waiting. Now,
being 2015, the style of the Wedding gowns to me are not romantic
at all, nor are the Bridesmaid dresses, they are ALL strapless
styles, and every Bride and Bridesmaid I could see were wearing
varying styles of strapless. Gone were the style of dress that
oozed feminine being, the puff sleeves, the bows, the intricate
lace and tons of satin, and butt bows, mine of course had all of
that and more. Of course all 3 of us looked way out of place, me
in particular, and as we approached the area, it was the
strangest thing, and I was thrilled/scared and in awe of what was
going on. It was like a huge celebrity walked in, everyone
stopped and stared, even the event coordinator, her mouth was
wide open. As we got closer I could hear comments like, "oh my
God, look at her", and, "that dress is amazing", or "I have never
seen anything like that before", "look at what all of them are
wearing". Cheryle was beside me and said quietly, "my we are
making an impression already, and I bet you are loving it". I
told her I definitely was. Now, it was not only the Bridal
parties, but seems this Saturday event has become somewhat of a
tourist attraction, and lots of people were milling around, all
with camera and cell phones taking pictures. WELL, as we
approached the tent, seems all cameras were on us, specifically
me.

	Then the strange part happened, complete strangers were
coming up to me and flowering me with compliments on the dress
and how pretty and lovely and sexy the gown was. I got
compliments on how lovely the back looked and how sexy the front
plunge was, and these were mainly from women, young and old. Then
I was being asked to pose for selfies with complete strangers, I
was thrilled and in another world and could not help smiling and
every now and again I would look over at Paul and the girls and
they were smiling and laughing as the circus unfolded. Eventually
we got to the tent area, and obviously all of the attention I was
getting was not sitting well with the other Brides as I got
sneers and ugly looks, and even more ugly when a couple of
Bridesmaid's came over as I was standing there and wanting
pictures and a selfie with me from the other Wedding parties. I
was loving every minute of it and eventually it died down a bit
and the other girls came and stood with me and they were giggling
and said they loved the show and Paul came and hugged me and
asked if this is what I wanted, and I told him it was way more
than I expected. Frank then came over and said we were next up
and told us he had everything planned and to follow his lead. He
explained that he would be taking pictures of me first, with my
flowers in different poses and then pictures of Paul and I
without my flowers, and asked one of the girls to be ready to
come and get them when he asked. With the three of us together,
there was more pictures asked of not only me but of them as well,
and the compliments kept coming for the girls as well on how
lovely their dresses looked from complete strangers.

	Eventually it was our turn, Cheryle came and handed me the
Bridal clutch purse and I handed her my flowers and pulled out my
lipstick gloss and compact and applied another healthy coat of
lipstick and gloss and packed it away and handed it back to
Cheryle and she handed me my flowers. As I walked to the place
for the pictures to be taken, the other Bride leaving in her
strapless dress and ugly headpiece, she sneered at me, I laughed
inside. I went and after paying attention to the other Brides and
like any Wedding shoot it was a whirlwind and Frank was posing me
this way and that way, making sure he got all of the detail of my
dress and the lovely falls in the background. Frank was not the
only one shooting as more people saw me, more pictures were being
taken by them. Then it was time for Paul to be in the pictures,
Cheryle came and grabbed my flowers and smiled huge at me and
said quietly, "my you are quite the celebrity, all these people
oohing and ahhing over you", then left off to the side and Frank
continued to pose Paul and I, and quite a few light kissing
shots. Sadly the time was up for us and we started to leave and I
was on Paul's arm and Cheryle handed me back my flowers, and the
coordinator came up to Paul and I and told us how lovely of a
couple we made and said that she had to ask me about my dress and
I told her no problem.

	She went on to say that in the many years she has been
doing this she has never seen a dress quite like mine, and said
the last time she actually saw a dress like mine was back when
Princess Diana got married and that is what my dress reminded her
of. She then asked if I would be willing to let some of my
pictures be used on the company's website that runs the event for
the pictures, and I told her I was more than happy to let that
happen, and she asked for my email address and I gave it to her
and she said that she would be in contact with me to get legal
signoff and was looking forward to some of the pictures. She also
asked if she could feature some on her facebook page and I said
that would be fine as well (something I should have thought about
first). She then personally asked for a selfie with me and the
girls and we all posed for her. We got to the limo and again I
was the first one in and Frank was holding the door and smiling
at me, and as I leaned in I could not help noticing the rather
large bulge in his pants. I slid back into the same spot put down
my flowers, and the girls followed and then Paul.

	The ride to the hotel was a short one, about 5 minutes and
Frank pulled the limousine up front and came and opened the door,
and this time Paul went out first and went to the back of the
limo and grabbed my bags and a another bag with his clothes. The
girls got out next and then I did, and they helped me out again
and to stand up. Then Cheryle said, "well I guess this is it?",
and the girls came in and gave me a big hug and a lipstick to
lipstick kiss and told me how wonderful of a day they had, and
how they were glad to be part of it and went over and did the
same to Paul even though his arms were full. Frank then said to
Paul, "would you mind if I got a kiss from the Bride?". Paul
smiled and said, "I cannot see why not", Frank came and stood in
front of me and put his hands on my satin covered hips, and I
smiled and thanked him for all he had done, and he said, "no,
thank you", and then he moved in and kissed me long and tenderly
and was moaning. He broke the kiss and leaned in and whispered in
my ear, "you are such an incredible woman, and a stunning Bride,
any man would want you in bed", I whispered back, "thank you, but
tonight only the groom gets the Bride and I plan on making Paul a
very happy groom". He gave me a light kiss and as he turned to
walk away I could tell he had a sizeable bulge in his pants, and
I was not the only one to notice, as I would later find out.

	Then it was time for the next part of the day I was looking
forward to and that was intimate time with Paul while I was in my
Wedding gown. I asked the girls to take care of my flowers and
they said they would. It was one last round of hugs and the girls
climbed back into the limousine, but not before Cheryle came
running and said, "don't forget your Bridal purse", and handed it
to me. Paul and I walked into the hotel lobby. Now, Paul could
have checked in before we got there, but he purposely did not.
Now the hotel was a very upscale hotel, with a large lobby and
lucky for me it was crowded as it was after 3pm, so you had
people checking in and checking out. Like the time we arrived at
the photo shoot location, I felt like a movie star or something
as I walked in, it was like all eyes were on me and Paul walked
me to the center of lobby and told me to wait and he would go and
check in. So there I was in the middle of this huge lobby and
Paul walked to the front desk and even before he got there, I
heard one of the girls behind the counter call out to her co
workers, "Patty, Betty, Jennifer, come and see this". Like when
we went to the Falls, I was approached by numerous people, mainly
females, and all were gushing about my dress and headpiece
telling me how they loved the look. Again the strange activity of
girls and women coming up and wanting to take selfies with me and
others taking pictures of my dress and I found it odd standing
there hands folded in front of me holding my white beaded clutch
purse, and not holding flowers. I could see Paul in the distance
looking over and smiling and all I could do is smile as I
answered questions about my dress and the Wedding, I was loving
every minute of it. Paul eventually came and I announced it was
my new husband and they all congratulated him, telling him how
lucky he was to have such a beautiful Bride. He gave me a little
kiss and I grabbed his arm and I said good bye to everyone and we
were off to the elevators to our room.

	As we walked to the elevators, Paul asked me if I had a
good time in the lobby, and I smiled and told him a very good
time, as much fun as at the pictures being taken. Paul told me
that everything was ready in the room and that he was looking
forward to some private time with his new Bride and I told him I
was looking forward to it as well. We got into the elevator and
Paul asked me to push the button for the 6th floor and we went in
and I could tell Paul wanted to kiss me bad and I could see his
pants had a large bulge, but both of his arms were full. I
reached down and caressed the front of his pants and all he did
was moan and I said in a sexy voice, "soon". We got to the sixth
floor and he told me the room was 622, and we walked to the door
and he asked me to reach in his tux pocket and pulled out the
room key, I did and opened the door. Paul went in first and I
followed, I looked around the room and found it was HUGE, two
large King sized beds, a Jacuzzi hot tub, a full lighted vanity
and a very large floor to ceiling window, I was blown away, and a
bottle of champagne chilling on the coffee table with two glassed
in front a large leather couch, Paul really had gone all out.

	Paul dropped all of the bags and came to me and I could see
absolute lust in his eyes and he pulled me in close and started
passionately kissing me and I was as hot as he was and was
passionately kissing him back, not caring about my makeup at this
point. He was moaning and I was as well, he was caressing me all
over and in between breaths tell me how hot he was and how
stunning I looked, and how he had waited for this moment since he
came up with the idea and I told him I was the same. We broke our
embrace and we both were out of breath, we both laughed and
agreed we had all night and that we should sit down and relax,
which up until this point I literally had been standing in my
heels since we got out of the limo at the falls for pictures. I
went to the large couch and arranged my dress and crinolines to
sit down. Paul poured two glasses and handed me one and we both
sipped and were smiling at each other. Paul asked me if the day
went as I had hoped and I told him, more than I had hoped. He
told me again how stunning I looked in my dress and how elaborate
it was, and how he could not believe it when he saw me in it for
the first time. We both had finished about half a glass and then
we went into another long passionate embrace, kissing, tongues
intertwined, and moaning and enjoying each other and I reached
down and felt his crotch and he was rock solid and I caressed it
slowly and he was moaning as we kissed. As we broke our kiss at
one time I said in a sexy voice, "actually I have wanted that
again since the first time all those years ago", he moaned back,
"and I have wanted you back down there since then as well". We
continued to kiss passionately, and it was fun feeling Paul
trying to get at my legs to caress them, as he was tugging and
pulling at the dress and crinolines trying to find my legs. He
finally found them and started moaning and telling me how silky
smooth they felt and kept caressing to the tops of my stay ups
and moaned, "garter belt and stockings?", and I said nothing, but
kissed him even keeper as he continued to caress and them started
feeling me all over again, our passion was getting to a fever
pitch, and we finally broke our embrace, and I reached down and
took a drink of my champagne and said, "ready?". He smiled and
took a drink as well and then stood up and offered me his hands
and pulled me up and lead me to the center of the large room and
told me to wait.

	Paul then went and put on some music on his player he said
I would like and it was some 80's romantic music and came to me
and said, "the Bride and Groom's first dance". He grabbed my lace
covered hands and pulled me in close and we just stared at each
other as "crazy for You" by Madonna played. I mouthed 'I love
you", and he leaned in and gave me a light kiss and told me he
did as well. Another song from the 80's came on and we kept on
dancing and I could tell by his eyes that he wanted what was
going to happen next as much as I did. He then leaned in and he
held me close and we went into a soft, yet romantic long kissing
session and the music continued in the background and we broke
our kiss and he then said, "you are so beautiful and lovely, I
want what happened all those years ago and what my wife did not
do for me in her Wedding dress or ever to happen now". I smiled
and said I would be honoured, and would not let him down". Then
it was the awkward silence moment, "how?". I broke the ice and
said, "how did you envision this moment?". He smiled and said,
"as magical as the first", I smiled and then said in a sexy
voice, "let the magic begin".

	We then went into a long slow kissing session, as the slow
music played in the background as he moved me around the large
room. I was in heaven and with my eyes closed and as we kissed I
went into my own little world, I could feel the gown I was in
making me feel restricted and trapped and so at he mercy of Paul
and his charm. Then I remember the March 1994 evening the first
time with Paul, the first time with a man and how I felt, and how
far I had come as a woman, I recalled the evening in all over
again, it was like yesterday. Paul and I broke our kiss, and I
knew it was time, I could see it in his eyes and I knew he could
see it in mine. I quickly looked around and saw the huge full
length mirror off to one side of the room, and reached down and
grabbed my white beaded Bridal clutch purse and said to Paul
quietly to lead me to in front of the mirror and he grabbed my
lace covered hand and did that. I then leaned in and we began
kissing again and this time I reached down and slowly started
caressing the front of his pants and the large bulge that was
there. Paul and I broke our kiss and grabbed Paul's hand and
slowly lowered myself to the floor and let go of his hand, and
dropped my clutch purse to the floor. I started fluffing and
arranging the skirt of my dress and crinolines to a point I could
sit back on my heels, leaving my skirts and crinolines all around
me. I looked up at Paul and he said, "are you comfortable and is
this the way you want it to happen?", I smiled and reminded him
the first time and that I wanted to be on my knees a second time
and it did not work out, he smiled and said he remembered. I
looked over and the sight was surreal to say the least, me in a
stunning Wedding gown, full headpiece, kneeling before her new
groom, ready to please. I slowly started caressing the bulge in
his pants and then started undoing his belt and Paul kicked off
his shoes and I could see him in the mirror starting to take off
the jacket and shirt of his tuxedo. I said quietly to him as he
was undressing and I was working on his pants to keep camera that
was in his pocket in his hands for a while for pictures as I
wanted to save the memory, and he quietly said back, "my thoughts
exactly". As Paul was undressing I grabbed my white beaded Bridal
clutch purse and pulled out a pair of what satin gloves and
slipped off the lace ones and put on the satin ones, as well,
pulled out my lipstick and gloss and a compact, and put them on
the ground next to me. I then tugged down his pants and he
stepped out of them, and then I was left with a large tent of his
underwear, I looked up at him and he was almost completely naked,
except for his socks, and then slowly pulled down his underwear,
down and he stepped out of them, I smiled wildly at the sight
before me, Paul, almost fully erect before me. As Paul stared at
me in the mirror I took the compact and lipstick and slowly and
deliberately applied a thick coat of the pink lipstick and then
the gloss, I could see Paul staring at me, as well as taking a
couple of pictures, and I licked my lips and put everything back
in my purse and put it on the table.

	A flashback to March of 1994 happened and there it was, my
first member I had ever sucked before me, the head glistening
with pre-cum and ready to be sucked. I closed my eyes pulled the
skin from the head and started enjoying Paul's member and wanted
to thank him in a very special way for all he had done for me so
far in the day, as well wanted to enjoy and savour the moment and
the sweet taste of Paul's member and his gift of his juice. I
very slowly licked all of the pre-cum off the head and loved the
salty taste of it, and at the same time started gently caressing
his very full and inviting balls with my satin covered hands. I
could hear Paul moan and a few pictures being taken as I worked
on pleasing him. I wanted to show Paul how I had grown as a
woman, and the first time I serviced him, he was getting hard and
soft and hard and soft, and it took a while before he got really
hard and fed me his lovely juices, I did not want that to happen
this time and was determined to give him one of my best efforts.
I knew the first time of the day was going to be quick and I
needed it to be as I wanted to make my planned second time in my
Wedding dress a long and slow one that not only he would enjoy,
but so would I. I started licking and sucking slow at first and
always using one of my satin covered hands to caress his balls. I
concentrated on the underside of his member, constantly flicking
my tongue all around and then quickly changing to wrapping my
lips around his member tight and pumping up and down, slow and
then fast, varying it. Then back to flicking my tongue all over I
would pause every once in a while and go and lick and suck on his
balls, sucking one in and then the other and at the same time
pumping him with my satin covered hands, moaning as I sucked them
in. I continued the routine over and over and Paul definitely was
not getting soft and at one point I heard him toss the camera
onto the bed and he rested his hands on my shoulders and started
moaning and groaning and telling me how incredible it felt,
moaning how the sight of me in the mirror was getting too much.
He then slowly thrusting his member into my mouth as I worked on
him. I got faster and faster in my routine and Paul was breathing
harder and harder and I could feel his knees begin to shake a
little and then I got him to a fever pitch and I could tell he
was getting close and then started to moan loudly as I sucked
faster and faster. It was too much for Paul and he grunted over
and over, I slowed and started to enjoy what he was giving me,
and that was spurt after spurt of his lovely juice and I slowly
bobbed up and down his member. I closed my lips tight around the
head, and he lasted about 20 seconds and I lost count of how many
spurts, but I was able to keep his head in my mouth and not down
my throat, so I was able to 100% enjoy all that he had to offer
and taste it and swallow. I let his member go with a "pop" and
then licked and sucked up and down his member and balls and
cleaned him up. Paul was breathing very hard and could not stop
moaning, "that was incredible, incredible", he offered me his
hands and he helped me up and he on the other hand, fell back on
one of the beds, naked, except for his socks and his now limp
member sitting on his belly.

	I smiled and looked down at him, and went and grabbed my
glass and sipped on some champagne then put the glass down, he
finally opened his eyes. He said, "my lord woman, where did you
learn to please a man like that?, you certainly know what you are
doing". I said nothing and just smiled and walked around the room
in my Wedding dress. I saw the view we had was stunning, a view
of the falls and nothing between us and the falls. I turned and
walked back to Paul, who had stood up and put on a white terri
cloth robe, and he came to me and grabbed my satin hands and
kissed me lightly and told me that he had never experienced
anything like that before. I kissed him back lightly and said,
"that was only the preview, wait till the main attraction". He
smiled and let go of one of my satin covered hands and said,
"ohhh?", I reached down and took one of my satin covered hands
and gently, grabbed his now not so limp member and said in a sexy
way, "if you thought that was incredible, wait till you
experience what is to happen next". I slowly stroked his member
and it was getting harder and stared into his eyes and slowly
licked my lips. Then moved in and kissed him lightly then harder,
still stroking his member, feeling it get harder in my satin
covered hands. We broke our kiss and I asked for some more
champagne and he poured us both a glass and we sipped away not
saying much, I kept on staring at him with his member now out
straight, and licking my lips.

	Now it was my turn to totally enjoy myself, and of course
give Paul a moment he would not forget. We finished our glasses
and Paul said that he had something special to put on his player,
and went and put it on, and it was the music he played back in
March of 1994, a bunch of softer Led Zeppelin songs. I smiled and
almost started to cry and as the memories of that special evening
began to come flooding back, as it was the music that played when
I pleased Paul for the first time. Paul came and stood in front
of me, and was waiting for me to take the lead and I did, I
started by slipping the robe off of him and letting it fall to
the floor leaving him naked before me. I then slowly reached down
and again was caressing his member with my satin covered hands
and felt Paul grow even harder as I stroked him. I lead him to
the side of the one bed and motioned for him to lie down, and he
did on his back, fairly erect member sticking straight up, and I
leaned down and started kissing him and caressing his body with
my satin covered hands, all over and of course concentrating on
his member, which was getting harder and harder and I used my
thumb to massage his head and found that my satin glove was
getting moist from the pre cum that had formed. I broke the kiss
and started kissing my way down his body, I stopped at his
nipples and started to lick and suck them and nibble on them and
again, still was stroking his now very erect member with one of
my satin covered hands. He was moaning and caressing my
shoulders, telling me how good it felt. I eventually got to his
crotch and while still caressing his now very erect member,
started lightly kissing all around it, his belly, inside his
thighs, and with my other satin covered hand, as much of the rest
of his body as I could.

	I then got into position, and it was fun, arranging the
huge dress and crinolines below me and I managed, and as I was I
noticed the camera on the bed Paul and put down the first time I
was pleasing him, and handed it to him and told him to look at
the pictures from the first time as I was enjoying myself. Paul
took some pillows and propped himself up to get a better look at
me, and I on the other hand grabbed my white beaded Bridal clutch
purse and opened it up and pulled out my compact, lipstick and
gloss. With Paul staring at me, slowly and deliberately applied a
healthy coat, of lipstick and gloss and was staring at Paul the
entire time. I handed Paul the compact when done in case he
wanted to use it to get a better angle watching me. I packed the
gloss and lipstick away, and then settled myself in and got
comfortable to start enjoying Paul and totally take in the
experience of pleasing Paul in my complete Wedding outfit. I
started with licking the pre-cum off the tip of his member and
then starting to flick my tongue all around it and all of my
initial stimulation was going to be slow and deliberate. Before I
really got into a routine, I looked over at the clock and saw I
had approximately 60 minutes before I would have to start getting
changed for the dinner theatre, so I knew how long I would string
Paul along. I then started totally enjoying myself and slowly
started to enjoy every part of Paul's member, slowly and gently,
flicking my tongue all over and hitting all of the sensitive
parts, including his balls and licking and sucking him. My goal
was to never have him go soft and I kept stroking him with my
stain covered hands and always caressing somewhere else with the
other. I started picking up the pace as the time went by and
always pausing to look up at Paul, who was either staring at me
or looking at images on his phone of when I was on my knees
pleasing him. I got to a point like the first time when Paul was
moaning and groaning and I could tell by the amount of pre-cum
oozing out of the tip of his member he was getting close to
climaxing. I then wrapped my lips around his member tight and
started bobbing up and down faster and faster, I felt him tense
up and then quickly took one of my satin covered index fingers
and squeezed as hard as I could at the base of his member, and
stopped sucking and bobbing and immediately went down and slowly
start licking and sucking on his balls. Paul of course moaned in
displeasure at not being able to climax, and I said in a sexy
voice, "my darling husband, you will feed me your lovely juices
when I want them and no sooner". He moaned and threw his head
back on the pillow, I then started slowly stroking him and
talking sexy about how I looked on my knees, a Bride pleasing her
husband like a good wife should and obey and be in that
submissive position. I then started the routine all over again,
very slow at first and using all of the right techniques, I never
felt him get soft. Time after time I brought him to the brink of
orgasm, and time and time again, would stop and then talk sexy to
him. I lost count at how many times I took him to the brink, but
knew I could not make it go any longer as the times in between me
stopping and him almost ready to orgasm were getting shorter and
shorter. I glanced at the clock and I had been doing the routine
now for almost 50 minutes, so I knew I had to stop my fun at some
point, and the thrill was amazing and the control I had over
Paul, he was getting to a point of begging for release. The
timing was right as all of a sudden Paul called out and was
pounding the bed, "JOYCE, JOYCE, NO MORE PLEASE". I released the
base of his member and started bobbing up and down quickly and in
a mater of 60 seconds or so he cried out and thrust his member
deep down my throat and started to pulsate. They were very strong
spurts, over and over and the first couple went down my throat,
but I was able to back off and have him cum in my mouth so that I
could enjoy what he was feeding me and swallow. He went on for at
least 45 seconds and finally stopped and his head was way back on
the pillows, I released his member and licked and cleaned it and
his balls up and down. He was panting and had his eyes closed and
I slid off the bed and fluffed out my skirt and adjusted the
crinolines and went and grabbed my glass and started sipping on
champagne as I stared down at Paul, his eyes closed.

	Paul then opened his eyes and said, "what was that!?", I
smiled and said, "that my dear, was my special treat, hope you
enjoyed it as much as I did". He was still panting a bit and
said, "your treat?", I told him I had more enjoyment out of
giving him pleasure than he got. He then asked what the one
before was, and I smiled and said, "your treat". He said, "I do
not care what you call it, but that was incredible, I definitely
have never experienced anything like that in my life before,
ever!". I smiled and told him, I was glad that he enjoyed, and
told him I needed to get out of my wedding dress and changed for
the dinner theatre. Paul got up off the bed and put on the white
terri cloth robe and came and gave me a light kiss and asked me
to fix my lips as he wanted some pictures of me now, as I was
"glowing" and he wanted to capture it. I smiled and walked over
to the bed and grabbed my white beaded clutch purse and pulled
out my lipstick and gloss and had to get the compact off the
nightstand after Paul used it to watch me service him. I stared
at Paul and applied yet another thick coat of lipstick and gloss
and packed everything away and then asked Paul what he wanted me
to do and he said, "walk around the room and be natural and pose
and look at me whenever you want and most of all, think about
what you just did to me and how much I enjoyed it or you". I did
what he asked and walked around all the while staring at him and
of course looking down at his crotch and seeing his now limp
member and remembering what it looked like only a short time ago.
He told me he had got enough pictures and I told him before he
started helping me out of my Wedding dress there was one more
thing he needed to do. He asked what and I went to the footstool
in front of one of the chairs and while staring at him, reached
down, put my left foot on it and started hiking up my skirt and
crinolines to expose my white silky covered leg high enough to
expose my garter. I then said, "you should know what to do now",
he smiled and said he did and kneeled before me and started
caressing my silky legs and enjoying them and caressed up to the
garter and slowly pulled it off and I lifted my foot as he slid
it off and then dropped my skirt and crinolines and told him to
put it on the nightstand as I had other plans for it, which he
did.

	Then I went to the center of the room and asked Paul to
start undoing the buttons to my dress carefully, and he came up
behind me and started to unbutton me. He commented on how long it
must have taken me to get into the dress and I told him it was a
while, and I could feel him work his way down the back of the
dress and I held up the bodice as he did. He took his time and it
was a while and then when he was done, he then took his hands and
wrapped them around me and cupped my breasts and started playing
with them and nudging his nose into the nape of my neck telling
me how lovely I smelt and how lovely my breasts were as he
caressed and pinched my nipples. I moaned and told him how
wonderful it felt and how I could not wait for him to be sucking
and licking on them and enjoying them. I let my dress fall to the
floor and undid the crinolines and then literally stepped out of
both the dress and crinolines and them cupped my breasts for
modesty and looked at Paul and told him, I would be back in a bit
after I changed and re-did my makeup. As I turned, Paul gently
grabbed my arm and had a look in his eyes, and said, "please do
not do your makeup and change in the bathroom, I want to watch
you get dressed and do your makeup". I looked at him funny, and
said, "really?", he told me that is was a huge turn on for him to
watch a woman get dressed and ready and that his wife never lets
him do it when she gets dressed up for a special occasion. I
found it odd, but it seemed he really wanting it, so I told him
that I would, but I had to use the bathroom, and clean up before
I started, and promised him I would be back to do what he wanted.
I also told him to leave the Wedding dress and crinolines where
they were and I would take care of it later.

	I went and grabbed the dress bag and duffle bag and headed
into the very large bathroom, but not before blowing Paul a kiss.
At this point I hung up the dress bag and put down the duffle bag
and quickly went to the toilet and sat down and moved things
around and took care of business and could not believe that I
lasted as long as I did without having to use the bathroom, and
was glad it was not with my Wedding dress on or that would have
been a challenge, perhaps it was mind over matter, the excitement
of the day, but I never felt like going. I then stood up and
opened the duffle bag and immediately pulled out my long pink
satin robe and slipped it on. I then started pulling things out
of the duffle bag like my makeup bag, a zip lock baggie with all
of accessories for the evening outfit, and a few other small
items that I was going to be placing on the bathroom counter, but
since the suite had a large lighted vanity area, I gathered them
up to take out to the main room when I was ready. I left on my
white satin gloves and then slipped out of my 3" white satin
heels and then very carefully took off the ultra sheer white stay
ups and put them on the counter, as I knew I would be changing
into them at the end of the evening with my Wedding night
lingerie, as well as the white satin heels, finally my headpiece
and carefully took out the bobby pins and put the headpiece on
the counter.

	I then started the task of taking of the makeup for the day
and took out some wipes and carefully took off only my eye and
lips makeup, but was going to be applying a fresh foundation over
what I had. Once the makeup was off, I then moved to taking off
the pink nail polish I was wearing, and took my time to make sure
it was all off. Once that was done I started pulling out the
items I was going to need under my dress for the evening. First
thing I had to do was tape up my breasts, and wanted to make sure
I did a good job to show ample cleavage, and do the dress I was
going to be wearing with the lower cut top justice. So I dropped
the robe and took out the pre cut pieces of tape and started the
painstaking (and painful) process of taping my breasts. I got the
tape all done to where I wanted and now the key to making sure
they would show properly I was wearing a new black satin and lace
bustier with a built in push up bra, and attached garters. I
slipped it on and did it up to as tight as the clasps would go
the started positioning it and adjusting the cups for maximum
exposure. I then slipped my robe back on and re-applied my
foundation, making my face nice and smooth and even.

	I then gathered things to take back into the room, and that
included my makeup bag, which I put my Obsession perfume in, my
dress bag (which had my heels in it), the tote bag, finally my
headpiece and then headed back into the room. As I entered the
room, Paul was on one of the beds, still in his white terri cloth
robe and watching something on television. It was odd being
barefoot and not in heels walking along the carpet. Paul stood up
and told me how he loved my satin robe and offered to help, but I
told him I was fine. I placed the headpiece on the dress and
crinoline in the middle of the room and then went to the vanity,
turned on the lights and placed the makeup bad down and then the
duffle bag next to the vanity stool and sat down and organized
things. Paul on the other hand seeing what I was doing, came and
sat near me, then sat on the bed and I could see that his member
was not limp and starting to get erect. as I sat down, I said to
him in a sexy way, "this really does turn you on?", he said, "oh
yes it does", and I saw him slowly starting to stroke his member,
and checked the clock and saw I was running out of time to get
ready and then started and at the same time decided to tease Paul
and get him more excited, so ALL of my preparations were going to
be slow and deliberate and a show for Paul to tease him even
more, but knew I had to stick to the pan of getting dressed with
no delays.

	I sat down and laid out all of my makeup and perfume and
them pretty much ignored Paul and started to get ready, and the
first thing I needed to do was put on my stockings, which were
ultra sheer nearly black ones and I went into the duffle bag and
pulled out a pair of satin gloves an put them on and then grabbed
a new pair if ultra sheer nearly black stockings and opened the
package and pulled them out. I opened my robe and let it fall to
the floor so Paul could see the lingerie I was going to be
wearing under my dress and all he said was "oh my, are you
kidding, you are wearing that tonight?". I smiled and then stared
at Paul as I slowly and carefully put on my left stocking and
slowly slid it up and saw Paul's cock get even harder, and once
it was up, clipped the garters into place. I then did the same
with the right and reached down and put my silk robe back on took
off the white satin gloves and sat down to start doing my makeup.
I quickly glanced over at Paul and he was as hard as a rock
slowly stroking his member staring at me. My makeup plan for the
evening was much different than the day, it was using one of my
new eye shadow colour palettes, Almay "i-intense", same as the
Bridal look but this was more sultry and rich and darker. I
started with the eyeliner and put it on much darker than the day
and for low light conditions. Then the eye shadow and was careful
and slow and deliberate on how I applied it, and when I was done,
I knew the look was right. I finished it off with a very liberal
coat of lash blast mascara, when completed my eyes were dark and
sexy and sultry. I had not looked over at Paul, but could hear
him groaning and concentrated on my makeup. Next was the blush
and I put on a healthy coat of my darker formal blush. I decided
to wait until the very last to put on my lipstick.

	I looked over at Paul who was still stroking his member and
it was full and at attention and the head was completely covered
in pre-cum. I smiled and said nothing and stood up. Before I got
into my dress, I dropped the robe completely and grabbed the
Obsession perfume and proceeded to apply a healthy coat of it
everywhere, my wrists, my breasts, behind my ears, my thighs, and
my ankles, and all Paul was doing was moaning more. I went to my
dress bag and got the dress, heels and the bolero jacket out of
the bag and stood at the side of the bed, I then slowly slid on
the dress and walked over to the full length mirror and carefully
adjusted the bodice of the dress to work with the merry widow and
the taped breasts, and was impressed on how it looked, my breasts
were proudly displayed. I then walked back to the bed and got the
bolero jacket and slipped it on. I said nothing to Paul, who at
this point was almost panting and his rock hard member was
completely wet with pre sum as he stroked it. I sat down at the
vanity and then spun the stool around after grabbing my
rhinestone anklet and finally spoke to Paul and said, "care to
help with the finishing touches?". He was panting and moaned,
"yes". I swung my stocking covered legs over to him and decided
to have some fun and took my stocking covered feet and wrapped
them around his rock hard member and slowly caressed it. He
groaned, "that feels incredible". I giggled and handed him my
anklet and asked him to put it on my right ankle and he did and
at the same time sniffed my legs and rubbed them up and down,
telling me how sexy I looked. Even though he was putting on the
anklet, I continued stroking up and down slowly and he moaned and
asked if I had gotten a man off this way and I told him I had,
but it was messy and took a long time. Once my anklet was on I
asked him to get my heels and put them on me and he quickly
grabbed them and slowly put them on and kissed and licked my
ankles as he did. Once they were on, I told him, I had a few
other finishing touches and turned back to the vanity and put on
one of my new rhinestone bib style necklaces, and a silver formal
watch on my left wrist, then long sparkly matching rhinestone
earrings, finally my matching sparkly barrettes.

	I was going to attempt to put on my charm bracelet by
myself, but handed it to Paul and asked him to put it on my right
wrist and he did and was trembling and starting to sweat. Deep
down I was loving this, and to tease him more I told him I had
one very last thing to do and that was nails and lipstick and he
would have to give me time. I then carefully put on my deep red
nail polish my husband Sharon had given me and sat as they dried
and I could see Paul still stroking his rock hard member. I stood
up slowly and smiled at Paul as I went to the duffle bag and
grabbed my black patent clutch purse and went and sat back down
and pulled out the lipstick I decided to wear for the evening. It
was bold, bright and rich and glossy red and pulled it out and oh
so slowly applied it making sure the application was perfect.
When done, I looked at myself in the mirror and my makeup was hot
looking, even I was impressed at what I had done. I packed my
clutch purse up and stood up, leaving Paul panting on the side of
the bed and went to the full length mirror and gave myself a look
over and I had to admit, any man with a pulse, if he did not get
sexually excited, he was not breathing if he saw me.

	I knew Paul was beside himself and was so sexually
stimulated, he probably could not walk and I in a teasing way
said, "ok my darling newlywed husband, I am ready, time for you
to get dressed or we will be late". He was panting and in a
pleading voice said, "Joyce, please you look so freaking hot I
cannot believe it and I am so worked up, can you please take care
of me before I get ready?". I walked over to him and placed my
clutch purse on the vanity and told him I would, but no kissing
and he could not touch my face or hair. He just moaned and I
carefully went to the side he bed and kneeled down, almost the
identical position to the first time I serviced him orally and
pushed the terri cloth robe away and moved his hands and started
enjoying him. He was wet, his member covered in his salty seed
and I loved licking up and down it to clean him up, he was laying
back and moaning and I knew I did not have time to take my time
and really enjoy the experience and started quickly licking and
sucking swirling my tongue around and I must have really turned
him on as it took literally 2 minutes before he grunted and
screamed out and fed me a very health load of his yummy juice and
I got to enjoy all of it in my mouth and then swallowed it down.
I cleaned him up and got up took a sip of champagne then went to
the vanity and applied another healthy coat of lipstick and Paul
eventually got up and was still panting and again told me how
incredible it was, and I smiled at him in the mirror as I was
packing up my black patent clutch purse and told him he had to
get moving to get dressed and he left the bed and went and
grabbed his suit bag and went into the large washroom and closed
the door

	I on the other hand went to the duffle bag and pulled out
the large Bridal dress bag and then went and arranged my Wedding
dress and crinoline on one of the beds as well as the headpiece
and carefully put the dress, headpiece and crinoline in the bag
and zipped it up and went and hung it up in the front foyer of
the room. I then went and poured another glass of champagne and
went and stood and looked at the night lights shining on the
falls and relished over the day so far and how special it had
been. My black patent clutch purse was already ready to go and I
did not have to double check it.

	Paul eventually came out of the large bathroom and came up
behind me and grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on the neck
and told me how stunning I looked and smelt, and I told him I was
glad he like his new Bride. He asked if I was ready to go and I
told him I was and then he turned me around and I was shocked, he
was wearing the same suit and tie as the first time we dated and
I commented on it and he said, "I could not resist". He smiled
and grabbed my hands and asked if I was really ready to go and I
told him I definitely was. He then told me he would call for a
cab and I said that was fine and then went and I went and got my
black patent clutch purse and then he told me a cab was already
waiting and he grabbed my hand and we went out of the hotel room.
Luckily I was stable on the 5" heels, as we got to the elevator,
he asked if I was alright and I told him I was fine, but made a
mental note on watching how much I was going to have to drink at
the dinner theatre. We got down to the main lobby and I held his
arm as he lead us along, I felt like I was walking on a cloud,
and loved hearing my heels clicking on the marble floor.

	We left the hotel into the cool night air, I really should
have been in a coat the way I was dressed, but the taxi was
literally 10 steps out of the door of the hotel. Paul went ahead
of me and opened my door and I slid in to the warm taxi while he
went around to the other side. I looked down and the skirt of my
dress had rode up, but was glad it did not go all the way up to
my stocking tops, but my legs certainly were exposed. Pail
noticed it right away and after telling the cab driver where to
go, reached over and started slowly caressing them and said
nothing and I just smiled at him. The dinner theatre was about
the same distance as where we got the pictures done and before I
knew it we were there. Paul paid for the taxi and got out and
came and opened my door and offered me his hand to get out of the
taxi. Now, I knew I had to be careful, as we were not alone and
the entrance to the dinner theatre had allot of people at it. I
very carefully swung my legs over and slid out, now by the nature
of my dress, I knew I gave someone a money shot and the tops of
my stockings got seen, but I quickly stood up and causally tugged
down the skirt of my dress. I grabbed Paul's arm and we entered
the dinner theatre.

	As always when going into a formal occasion and you are
dressed to the nines and are looking at other females dressed to
the nines the feeling is incredible, and my eyes were quickly
scanning other females. Right away I notice I dressed perfectly
to blend in as I saw so many other females in LBD's, and all
styles. There of course were others in longer dresses and a few
in pant suits and some in skirts and blouses, but no doubt all
were dressed up. Now, I knew my way around Stage West, however,
this place was all new to me and basically, Paul and I followed
the crowd up to the entrance of the theatre and waited in line,
and again, I was loving it, and I was checking out other females,
and knew I was being checked out as well. We got to the front of
the line and Paul handed the girl or tickets, she was dressed in
a knee length black skirt and white blouse and black hose as well
as flats and she told us to follow her. The layout was similar to
Stage West, but it was slightly different, as there was no buffet
area off to the side. I was even more excited when we approached
the booth she was leading us to and there was already a couple
sitting at it, and she said, "here you are, enjoy dinner and the
show".

	After being to so many formal function as a date with a
man, I knew the seating protocol and took the lead and slid into
the booth and sat next to the woman already seated, and Paul
followed next to me, so two women in the middle and the men on
the outside. As I was sliding in the female I was sitting next to
obviously was checking me out as I was her. The couple looked
close to us in age, mid 40's, and I of course checked her out as
the introductions of names happened, I found the woman's name was
Connie and her husband was Doug. As usual, the men started
talking and the females started talking. Again, as usual, the
compliments on each others looks started and she told me she
loved my look, and my jewellery. I thanked her and complimented
her. Now Connie was a little on the heavy side but her makeup was
very well done and her hair was piled up, and she had on pear
drop earrings, her dress too was black, but a spaghetti strapped
one. I could not see how long it was, and she had a simple strand
of pearls. Our waitress came and introduced herself as our
waitress for the evening, to Paul and I and asked if we wanted
anything to drink and I ordered a glass of red wine and Paul a
mixed drink. I checked her out and like the hostess, she was in a
knee length black shirt and a white blouse, opaque black hose and
low clunky black heels.

	As she left the usual fun for me began and I started
talking to Connie to get to know her, her and her husband were
married and had two children and she worked as an investment
councillor, along with her husband. we then talked about me and I
told her today was our Wedding day and she grabbed my hand and
squealed at  and told me "congratulations, let me see the ring"
and I showed her and showed her and she told me over and over how
gorgeous it looked. I thanked her and then she started asking me
all about the Wedding and just about that time our drinks came
and our waitress told us the first course of dinner would be
coming out shortly. Then the discussion about the Wedding started
in earnest and told her all about my colours and my attendants
and then she asked about what I wore and I leaned over to Paul
and interrupted him and Doug and asked for his phone. I showed
her the pictures of me in my dress and she put her hands over
face and said, "OH MY GD", that is the most beautiful dress I
have ever seen!!, the front is so sexy, and the back, look at all
of those buttons!". She said she would have loved to see me in it
and then I told her about the photo shoot and she said, "I bet
those pictures are going to turn out stunning". The food started
coming out and first was a nice garden salad, and as we ate
Connie and I chatted about the Wedding, and general female
things, and Paul and Doug were talking business or other things I
did not pay attention. Next course was a nice barley vegetable
soup and about that time Connie noticed my charm bracelet and
made the comment that she had not seen one of those in a while
and asked if I minded if I had a look at it.

	However, our main course came and Paul asked if I wanted
another glass of wine and I told him I would love another one. As
we ate, I could not help seeing Connie peaking over every once in
a while to look at the charm bracelet. Our main course was prime
rib and vegetables, again the cordial female to female
conversation continued and we when we were done our main course,
waiting for dessert, again Connie looked down at my charm
bracelet and asked if she could look at it and I smiled and told
her "of course". As she flipped through the charms, as always
when another woman looks at it, they pause at the Lesbian
referenced ones and look at me and I just smile. She did make a
comment and asked if I was a cheerleader, and I told her I was in
high school, and she commented, "that must have been fun", I told
her it was, and after she finished the bracelet, I knew she was
dying to ask me about it. Dessert came and it was some sort of a
cheesecake, and it was yummy. Dessert was being cleared and they
announced that the show was to begin in 15 minutes, which I
smiled inside and ALWAYS love this moment when all the women go
to the ladies room to take a trip so you do not have to during
the show.

	I grabbed my clutch purse and held it up (the universal
female sign for a bathroom trip), Connie grabbed her clutch purse
and smiled at me and said, "shall we?". She grabbed her clutch
purse and the men got out and let us slide out and we told them
we would be right back. Now I had no clue where the washrooms
where, but Connie and I just followed the other females and at
the top of the ramp off to the left wide was the entrance to the
washrooms. We turned the corner and down the small hallway was
the beginning of the line, and I was absolutely thrilled, and
Connie groaned, "ugh what a line up", of course off to our right
the men were coming and going and as we stood there, Paul and
Doug came walking by us and smiled as they went in, and I knew
this was not like Stage West as the line up there always went
much quicker, so they could not have as many stalls. Which was
fine by me as it gave me a chance to check out what the other
females were wearing and they could check out what I was wearing,
and I loved being checked out. I finally looked over the rest of
what Connie was wearing and dress was calf length and she had on
sheer nude hose and about 2 1/2" black kid heels. Her dress had
no slit, but it was figure hugging in such a way to make her
shape look a little more flattering. Now, ALL of the other women
I saw this time were in a dress of one form or another, again,
lots of LBD's and some long, some short and few other style of
dress, even one woman in a sequinned dress, heels were all over
the place, but as far as I could see, I was wearing the highest
of all of the other women. The line was moving slowly and that
gave Connie a chance to ask about my bracelet, and quietly said
to me "about your bracelet, does Paul know?", I played coy and
smiled then said, "know what?". Before she could answer, it was
our turn for a stall, and I entered the bathroom, I thought, "are
you kidding only 4 stalls?", I looked over and the sinks and the
mirrors only had room for two or maybe 3 women to use them, and
there was a line up to use those. I was in front of Connie and
when a stall became available. I walked towards it and exchanged
the usual female to female smile to the other woman coming out
and went in. Unlike Stage West there was no place to put my
clutch purse down and sat it on top of the toilet paper dispenser
and hiked my dress and moved things out of the way and sat down
and did my business. I of course made the proper sounds and loved
looking down and seeing heels on either side of me.

	I finished my business and tugged down my dress and stood
up, grabbed my clutch purse and headed out of the stall, and was
met with another woman coming to my stall, and smiled back at her
and went and joined the line up for the sinks and mirrors. Again,
I knew I was being checked out and I loved it and I in turn
checked out the other women in the line ups. Surprisingly, I beat
Connie out of the bathroom and she was two other females behind
me. I got to the sinks, put down my clutch purse and washed up,
then about that time, Connie joined beside me and I was just
touching up my lips and stared at Connie in the mirror as I put
on my lipstick and gloss. Connie was smiling and said, "I still
want to ask you about your bracelet and I told her "not here",
and I packed up my clutch purse. I did it slowly to time it when
Connie was packing up hers, and we left the washroom together and
there still was a long lineup of females waiting, and we slowly
walked back to the table, Connie making the comment, "I have no
clue how you can walk in heels that high", I told her it was no
problem, and she said, "so I can see". Then she started on the
charm bracelet and asked again, "so does Paul know?", Again, I
said, "know what?", and she said, "about your attraction to other
women?, your bracelet, is a reflection on who you are, and
certainly it shows that". I smiled and explained to her I enjoy
the company of both sexes intimately and that Paul knew all about
it and stopped her next question and said, "no, I am not seeing
another woman at this time".

	We got back to the table and the men were waiting for us
and made the usual comment about how they thought we were lost",
and slid out of the booth and allowed us to slip in. A fresh
glass of wine was waiting for me, and we both respectively
cuddled in and the lights dimmed and the play started. I was a
romantic comedy, but like many plays in the past, I was really
not that interested, and nor was Paul, as his left hand found my
silky legs. As I slid in, I made no attempt to tug down my skirt,
and let it ride up, and the lace tops of my ultra sheer stay ups
were showing, but could not be seen by anyone due to the table
cloth. Paul was slightly moaning as he caressed the lace and the
silk of my legs and I opened my legs so that he could enjoy my
bare inner thigh, he would from time to time nuzzle into my neck
and whisper how sexy I smelt and how hot he was and I would
discreetly move my hand over and caress the bulge in his crotch,
which in turn would make him moan even more.

	The first act of the play was over and the lights came on
and Paul told me that he would be using the washroom after we
left, and knew that we girls would be taking much longer to go. I
purposely, was not so fast getting out of the booth and made sure
I gave Paul a light kiss and told him we would be right back, and
made sure I discreetly tugged down my skirt as I slid out as to
not give anyone a glimpse of my stocking tops. I knew I had timed
it right as the flood of other females going to the bathroom was
ahead of us. There was more than the first time and the line was
around the corner of the long hallway heading to the washrooms.
Of course we watched the men come and go and of course I was
checking out other females. I kept checking my watch as the line
slowly moved and it was going to be close to get back to the
table. We eventually got into the bathroom, and again I was ahead
of Connie and smiled at the other female coming out of the stall
I was going into and we exchanged the usual female to female
smiles and I entered the stall and put my clutch purse down on
the toilet paper dispenser and sat down and hiked up my skirt and
moved things around and did my business, making sure I was making
all of the usual sounds. I then cleaned up and moved things back
into place and tugged down my skirt and then grabbed my clutch
purse and headed out of the stall, again smiled at the other
woman coming to take my place, and headed towards the sinks and
mirrors. This time Connie beat me to the sinks and she was
walking away as I got to the sinks, I cleaned up and pulled out
my lipstick and gloss from my clutch purse and fixed my lips and
then packed it up and then headed out of the bathroom, where
Connie was waiting for me and we left together.

	As we walked back to the table she again commented on my
heels, and I ensured her I only wore this height for occasions
that I was just as I walking and sitting, definitely not for
dancing, she also told me that she loved the anklet I was wearing
and how it set the outfit off. I told her I do wear 4" heels for
dancing and she was still amazed. She asked if I was enjoying the
play, and I commented, "what play?". She smiled and said, "ah to
be newly married", and I told her the second half would probably
be the same. We got to the table and the men got out and let us
slide in and I had a fresh glass of wine and I could not help but
not notice that Paul's crotch was showing that he was rather
excited and again as I slid in. I let my skirt ride up. The
second act started and we respectively snuggled into one another
and again as couples, like the first half, the caressing and
cuddling, moaning and telling me how hot he was. Then the show
ended and the lights came up and I knew my lips needed fixing,
and was planning on another trip to the washroom, but Paul had
other ideas, and wanted to leave right away, I could tell he was
very hot, and decided that it was time to go. I said goodbye to
Connie and she gave me a big hug and told me to enjoy my Wedding
night and I wrote down my face book address (again, will prove to
be a bad choice) and wrote it down.

	I left hanging onto Paul's arm and the timing was right, a
lineup of taxi's was waiting and Paul opened the door of one of
them and I slid in, and this time adjusted my skirt and tugged it
down. Paul got in and sat beside me and told the cab where to go
and we were off, and Paul moved his lips to mine and we started
kissing passionately. Paul definitely was very hot and as he
caressed me, all over, I reached over and caressed the very large
bulge at the front of his pants, and it was wet. At that point, I
realized how hot I was and wanted Paul just as much as he wanted
me. Again the ride to the hotel was short and Paul paid the bill
and came and opened my door and I slid out, and I am not sure
what it was, the drinks I had had or how hot I was, but did not
care if I flashed as I got out. I grabbed Paul's arm and he lead
me, or shall I say almost dragged me into the hotel lobby and to
the elevators and I told him to slow down as I could not run in
my 5 inch heels. Once in the elevator, Paul and I started to make
out heavily and he was groaning and once again, I was probably as
hot as he was as I was groping him as well.

	We left the elevator and again Paul literally was dragging
me and we got to the room and entered and he pulled me towards
the center of the room, the same place I was earlier in the day
in my Wedding gown. We began to make out very heavily and he was
caressing me all over and I was massaging his crotch, now soaking
wet. We broke our kiss and he was moaning, then moaned, "I need
you down there right now". I was expecting to take care of him in
the Wedding night lingerie next, but he was so just so hot that
he wanted relief right away and moaned that he wanted to watch me
on my knees in the full length mirror. He put his hands on my
shoulders and pushed me down and I slowly got to my knees and sat
back on my 5" black patent heels, putting my black patent clutch
purse on the floor next to me. I looked up at Paul and he was
moaning and I rubbed his crotch and before I got started, pulled
out my lipstick and gloss out of my black patent clutch purse and
slowly applied a healthy coat while staring in the mirror at Paul
and myself and Paul was moaning. I packed my clutch purse and
then not so slowly, unzipped Paul's zipper and pulled out his
rock hard member quickly from his underwear, and did not even
bother with his belt and started licking the lovely pre-cum off
the tip of his hard member and he was moaning and grabbed the top
of my head as I went to work. I occasionally looked over in the
mirror and even I enjoyed the look and I and knew Paul was as
well and was moaning quite loud. I worked quickly swirling my
tongue all around his shaft and head and could not caress his
balls as his pants were bunched up and I used my hands to caress
his shaft as I concentrated on his head. I went crazy licking and
sucking and moaning and I was at it for about 5 minutes and Paul
was breathing harder and harder. He then started grunting and
filled my mouth with many spurts of his lovely juice and I
enjoyed it all and even swirled it around in my mouth not
swallowing. I looked up at Paul and he was staring down at me and
I opened wide and showed him what he had given me and smiled and
I closed my lips and gulped it down. Paul still breathing hard,
moaned, "such a lovely good wife to swallow".

	I said nothing and grabbed my clutch purse and stood up and
went and grabbed a sip of champagne and walked to the window and
stared out at the falls and the lovely lights. Paul came up
behind me and had already done up his pants and hugged me and
cupped my breasts and kissed my neck and was moaning telling me
how special my lips were and how special of a wife I was. I told
him I was glad and that was getting tired and wanted to change
into my Wedding night lingerie, and wanted a chance for me to
have the last enjoyment of the evening and asked Paul to strip
naked, except for his underwear. I turned and gave Paul a long
probing kiss then grabbed my black patent clutch purse and made
my way to the bathroom to change, however, not before grabbing my
makeup bag from the vanity and headed to the bathroom.

	Now, not only had I lost count of the number of times I
gave Paul a Blowjob, but the amount I consumed drinking, as I
found myself stumbling on my 5" heels as I go to the bathroom. I
got into the bathroom and locked the door and put everything on
the large sink area, and had a look at myself in the mirror, and
was not surprised, but glad no one else was seeing me as my
makeup was a mess. I carefully took off all of the jewellery of
the evening and put it away in a zip lock baggie and then
stripped out of my dress, I then hung it up and kicked off the 5"
black patent heels. I then put on white satin gloves and
carefully took off the ultra sheer nearly black stay ups and
packed them away, then carefully put on the ultra sheer white
stay ups. Once they were on, I left the worst thing to do for
last, and that was to remove the tape from my breasts and it was
painful, but I got it all off and tossed it into the trash. I
then went to work on my makeup, and it was smudged all over and
then used tissue to clean it up and then applied more eyeliner
and blush and of course more lipstick and I again doused myself
in Obsession perfume, all over. I then slipped on the white 3"
satin heels and right away was in pain in being in lower heels. I
then opened the lingerie pillow and pulled out the peignoir and
the matching wrap and slipped them on. And I grabbed my black
patent clutch purse and headed back out into the main room to a
waiting Paul in a white terri cloth robe, almost identical scene
that I was met with the first time he saw me in the lingerie.

	I approached Paul and he was smiling and had dimmed the
lights and had on soft classic rock music, and I approached him,
and he could not stop smiling and handed me a glass of champagne
(last drink of the night), and I put down my black patent clutch
purse and grabbed his hand and he lead me to the large window and
we stared at the falls and the lights. We sipped on our champagne
and said nothing, and eventually he pulled me in and we went into
a long kiss and a very passionate one and we broke the kiss and I
took the lead and reached down and put my hand inside his robe
and found his not so soft member, getting ready for me again as I
caressed his underwear. Paul in turn was telling me how lovely I
looked and how he loved seeing me in the lingerie all over again
and was caressing me all over enjoying the silk surrounding my
body, we both finished our glasses and put them down. Paul took
my hand and lead me to the side of one of the beds and pulled me
in for a long keep kiss and I undid his robe and let it fall to
the ground, as we continued kissing.

	I reached down and put my hand inside his underwear and he
was rock hard again as I stroked him slowly up and down. We broke
our kiss and I told him to lie back on the bed and get
comfortable, as it was my turn now to enjoy the moment. As he lay
there, his member forming a large tent from his white underwear,
I paraded around for a bit and went and got my black patent
clutch purse and pulled out my lipstick and slowly applied thick
coat as he watched. I swear his cock got even harder and slowly
undid the robe and let it drop to the ground and move close to
the bed and started caressing him all over. He was caressing the
silk peignoir, and said in a sexy voice, "should I leave you with
a 'special present'", referring to the hickey I gave him the
first time we dated and he said, "I do not think my wife would
appreciate that". I licked and sucked on his nipples and was
gently caressing his member through his underwear and then slid
off the bed and went and got my black patent clutch purse and
pulled out my lipstick and applied a thick coat while Paul looked
on and then moved my lips into position at his crotch. I tugged
on his underwear and pulled it around his very hard member and
then opened my lips wide and clamped down around his head and
then released my lips. I then gently tugged down on his underwear
and carefully pulled them off and then held them up for him to
see on the very front of his white underwear was a perfect
lipstick mark. I smiled and got up off the bed and showed Paul
them and he smiled and I put them on the nightstand next to the
garter he took off of me earlier in the day.

	I took out my lipstick again and applied a thick coat and
smiled at Paul and I then moved back to the bed and caressed Paul
some more and then moved into a comfortable position. I then
started to really enjoy myself and went to work on Paul's rock
hard member and he literally jumped as I started. I enjoyed the
amount of pre-cum that had formed and licked it all up and
enjoyed it immensely. I wanted to really enjoy myself and took my
time and slowly licked and sucked his member and then started
into my usual routine of swirling my lounge around and loving it.
Paul was moaning and groaning as I did my work and of course as
he got to the edge of orgasm squeezed the base of his member and
denied him release and moved to sucking his balls. I was enjoying
myself immensely and determined to only let Paul orgasm when I
was having too much fun, but then realized I was getting tired
and for the first time my jaw was starting to ache. I kept up the
routine for about 30 minutes and brought him to the edge at least
6 times, and finally, I release my hand of the base of his member
and started bobbing up and down quickly and Paul grunted. I did
not receive a ton of his lovely juice, it was just a trickle, but
I slurped it up and felt Paul definitely go very limp. I cleaned
him up and got off the bed and decided to finish the night off
with a special treat for Paul to remember the evening by. I
looked down at Paul and pulled out a zip lock bag from my black
patent clutch purse and my small vile of Obsession perfume. As
Paul watched on, I took his underwear from the night before and
the garter and proceeded to douse them in Obsession perfume, and
brought them to Paul's nose and he smiled and I looked down and
his member started to grow without me even touching it. I then
put both in the bag and sealed it and told Paul, "now you will
never forget this weekend, and do not throw this one away like
you did the one I gave you the first time", he told me he
definitely would not and would hide it in a place his wife would
never find it.

	I then headed to the bathroom as I really needed to go to
the bathroom, as my bladder was killing me. I got into the
bathroom and hiked up my peignoir and moved things around and was
so glad to relieve myself. I finished up and looked in the mirror
and decided to wash my face, and cleaned off all of my makeup. I
then went back into the main room and Paul was sound asleep, I
dimmed the lights in the room, and moved myself to the right hand
side of the bed and kicked off my heels and slid into bed and
turned off the light on the side of the bed and saw the clock, it
was 1:48am, and loved the fact the lights from the falls were
dancing on the walls, I do not think I remember my head hitting
the pillow and was sound asleep.

	When I went to sleep on the King sized bed, Paul was way on
the one side of the bed and I was on the other, even though we
were in the same bed, we were far apart. It was just after 9am,
and I found myself laying on my back and Paul was on top of me,
smiling and telling me how sexy and beautiful I looked even
sleeping. He leaned down and kissed my neck and told me I still
smelled lovely. I could feel his member, semi hard on my satin
covered belly. He then started kissing down my neck and I was
glad as my face was not in that good of shape, and I needed a
shower badly to clean up. Paul moved to my chest and pulled down
the straps on my peignoir to expose my breasts. He started to
lick and suck on my nipples and caressing them and gently biting
on my nipples and I started moaning and felt Paul get harder on
my belly as he was enjoying my breasts. He then moaned, "even not
taped up they are lovely, and more than a mouthful is a waste",
and kept on playing with them and I caressed the back of his head
as he did and played with his hair, all the while feeling him get
harder as he kept enjoying them. Eventually, I pushed his head
away and told him that I had to get dressed if we were going to
make breakfast before check out, and he moaned a little and
rolled off of me. Before I left the bed, I reached over and
gently grabbed his hardening member and said, in a sexy voice,
"my someone is getting hard already". He just smiled and I
crawled out of bed and told him I had to shower and get dressed
for the day, and like the night before, he begged me to let him
watch me get ready. I smiled and told him that I would and picked
up my white satin heels, silk robe, and black patent clutch purse
and headed towards the large washroom to clean up, but not before
stopping and putting the white satin heels at the bottom of the
dress bag, with all of the other Wedding clothes. I also grabbed
the garment bag with my dress and heels for the day and went into
the bathroom and locked the door.

	I slipped out of my peignoir and packed it and the robe
back into the lingerie pillow and then started carefully taking
off the ultra sheer white hose and packed them away. Next was all
of the jewellery from the night before and carefully packed it
away. I then slipped out of the foundation garment and white
satin and lace panties and packed the away the panties and was
naked and took off my hair and headed into the shower, and
proceeded to get nice and clean, and then left the shower, and
after drying off, started getting the basics for the day on.
First was a burgundy lace and satin pair of panties to match the
padded push up bra I was going to be wearing. I then slipped on
the foundation garment and since Paul wanted to watch me dress,
decided to gather up the rest of the outfit after slipping on a
white terri cloth robe. I grabbed the new pair of ultra sheer
nude sheer to waist nude pantyhose, my dress and heels for the
day, a Ziploc bag with my accessories and finally the matching
bra to the panties I was wearing and headed back into the room.

	Paul was waiting for me as I entered the room, he was
wearing a robe identical to mine sitting on the bed next to the
vanity table, I was half expecting him to be at least dressed,
but did not surprise me or his intentions on how he was dressed.
I put my dress and heels on the bed and went to the vanity table,
turned on the lights and sat down. I looked in the mirror at
Paul, and saw that he had opened his robe and was massaging a
fairly hard member, glistening with pre-cum on the tip. I smiled
at him, and said, "this really does turn you on does it not?", he
groaned and said, "more than you can ever imagine, almost and
erotic as foreplay". I smiled and slowly slid off my robe and
grabbed for the lacy and satin bra and put it on, all the while
staring at Paul in the mirror. I adjusted my breasts so that the
push up bra had maximum effect, and Paul said nothing and just
stared and continued stroking his hard member. I then put on a
pair of white satin gloves and grabbed for a pair of new ultra
sheer nude sheer toe to waist pantyhose, and opened the package
and pulled them out and carefully started to put them on, and
again, ignoring Paul. I slide them up and heard Paul moan, "what
no stockings?", I looked over and said, "sure, your new Bride
going to brunch in a short cute dress with garters and stockings
showing, not quite". After I put on the pantyhose, I slipped off
the gloves and put on the robe and sat back down and started on
my makeup. Makeup for the day was going to be my usual office
wear, so for my eyes, moderate black eyeliner, eyeshadow was
purple on my lower lids and light pink on the upper and then a
healthy coat of mascara. Just a touch of blush on my cheeks and
for my lips one of my husband and I's matching red lipsticks and
gloss. I finished my makeup and looked over at Paul and he was
just staring and slowly stroking his not so soft member. I then
stood up and dropped the robe to the floor and smiled in a sexy
way at Paul and grabbed a bottle of Halston's perfume from my
makeup bag and started to spray myself all over with it, from
head to toe, and I swear Paul was about to orgasm when he smelled
it. I smiled and said in a very sexy voice, "remember that smell
sweetie?", he just groaned, "yes" (it was the same perfume I wore
the first time I sucked him). I then moved to the bed and grabbed
the blue bodycon dress and carefully slipped it over my head and
tugged it down, loving the feel and look of it. I then grabbed
the 3" patent beige heels and slipped them on and went to the
middle of the room and looked in the mirror and adjusted the
dress, at the hem and the breasts and then went back to the
vanity and grabbed the bag that had the accessories and started
putting them on and all the while, attempting to ignore Paul, but
it was hard, as I could hear him groaning, and as I finished put
on the large silver hooped earrings to match the circle silver
necklace, I looked myself over and liked the look.

	I stared at Paul in the mirror and said, "well I am dressed
dear, time for you to get dressed, or we are not going to make it
to breakfast". I was teasing him, as it was obvious what he
wanted as he was almost panting, still slowly stroking his very
hard member and he looked at me and said, "God you look so hot
dear, please, before we go to breakfast", he then looked down at
his member and I just smiled and licked my lips, and reached down
and moved his hands out of the way and stroked his hairy chest
and then spread his legs and slowly got to my knees and he laid
back on the bed and I sat back on my heels and then started to go
to work on enjoying his hard member. I knew he was not going to
last very long as the amount of pre cum on his head was quite a
bit and I licked and enjoyed it as Paul moaned. I started with my
usual routine on his hard member and licked and sucked and
swirled my tongue around and caressed his balls, and, as I
thought it did not take long, before I could feel him get totally
hard and when he did, I started bobbing up and down faster. About
5 minutes later, I could feel his body tense up and he grabbed
the back of my head and cried out and started to orgasm over and
over, I was able to move my lips back a bit and was able to enjoy
about 6 or so nice spurts of his juice before he was done and I
felt him go limp in my mouth and I licked and sucked and cleaned
him up and he was moaning in pain as I did. I eventually released
his member from my lips and stood up and looked down at a panting
Paul, and he just smiled and said, "you are such an incredible
woman". I smiled and told him to get cleaned up and dressed, he
got up and said, "I love that dress, and look at those legs, very
sexy and pretty". I thanked him and told him it was one of my
favourites.

	Paul went to the washroom and grabbed a duffle bag and I
went to the vanity and touched up my lips, and then after that
started cleaning up the room, but not before pouring a glass of
champagne and cleaning out my mouth. First order of business was
cleaning up all of the Wedding attire and grabbed my wedding gown
and crinoline and put them into the Wedding gown bag. I packed
away the rest of the items in my duffle bag, and pulled out my
now regular coach purse and made sure the lipstick, Sharon and
I's matching was in it. I was just finishing hanging up the
Wedding dress bag and putting the duffle bag by the back door and
Paul came out of the washroom dressed in a pair of casual beige
slacks and a blue button down shirt, and came and gave me a hug
from behind and pulled back my hair then kissed my neck and told
me how wonderful I smelt, and made sure he hugged me close and I
could feel his manhood straining already and poking me in the
back and I said in a sexy way, "hard already?". He moaned he was,
and I told him he would have to wait and that we should be
getting going for breakfast. He agreed, and he grabbed his wallet
and I grabbed my purse and slung it over my shoulder and we were
off, hand in hand, heading for the elevators.

	We got to the breakfast buffet, and found a table, it was a
serve yourself (except for beverages, so after claiming a table,
we sat down and a waitress came (about a 20 something girl in a
white blouse, black pants and flats, blond hair and well done
makeup) and said, "good morning, care for some coffee tea or
juice?". I wanted an orange juice and Paul asked for the same.
She told us to help ourselves and Paul and I went up, he went on
one side of the table, and I on the other and I picked up what I
wanted and so did he and we went back to the table and started
chatting about the day before. I told him how much I enjoyed it,
and he smiled and said, "probably not as half as much as I did",
I smiled inside and knew he had no clue how much fun I really
had. Our waitress came back with our juice and after putting mine
down, she said, "are you not the Bride from yesterday?", I smiled
and told her I was, and she said, "that dress was to die for, I
loved it!, and I love the dress you are wearing and the shoes,
looks so cute", I smiled and thanked her and she went off. About
that time, my phone indicated a message and I opened my purse and
pulled it out and it was from my husband, telling me her and her
GG lover were taking their time getting back from the weekend
trip and she would see me later in the day, perhaps early
evening, and I should enjoy the free house if I wanted. I told
this to Paul and he had a smile on his face, and I said, "what is
that smile for?". He said, "well the weekend does not have to end
does it?, and I now have something in mind". I knew he was
thinking of something sexual, I could just tell and I said, in a
quiet sexy voice, "well, what do you have in mind?". He smiled
and quietly said, "it would be nice to see you in one of your
costume/play outfits", I smiled back and said, "we will see, I
take it you have one or two in mind". He told me he did, but now
that he knew I was open to the idea, would have to think about it
as he knew it would take several hours for him to see all of the
outfits I have in the closets. We finished breakfast, and the
waitress came and dropped off our bill for the beverages and
said, "have a lovely honeymoon folks", and walked away. Paul put
down money for the bill, and we left the table and headed back up
to the room.

	We got back up to the room and Paul said that the limo
would be waiting for us out front, and I was a bit surprised, but
thrilled all the while. I did one last check of the room and Paul
gathered a few things and his phone went off with a text, and it
was his friend Frank and the limo waiting for us. Paul grabbed my
Wedding dress bag and his duffle bag and I grabbed mine and we
headed we headed out of the room and to the elevators and then to
the lobby. We went to the front desk and Paul said that we were
checking out and the girl behind the counter looked at us and
said, "have a nice day folks". We headed out to the cool day air,
and due to the fact I was in a very short skirt and no jacket, I
found it very chilly, but the limo was only feet away and Frank
was holding a door open for me and grabbed my duffle bag and
looked me up and down and smiled at me and I slid in, and loved
the look of the limo as I slid in. I noticed a bottle of
champagne chilling and slid into one of the leather love seats,
and definitely did not tug down the skirt of the dress as I slid
in, exposing maximum leg. I then opened my purse and pulled out
my compact and lipstick and gloss and applied a healthy coat and
packed it all back into my purse. Paul came in the back of the
limo and Frank closed the doors, Paul of course slid in next to
me and the limo had not even started to move and his face was
into mine and his lips firmly on my lipstick covered lips and
started kissing me passionately, and his hands were all over me,
my breasts and legs. I did not stop him or slow him down and was
totally getting into making out with him. Paul was the one that
broke the embrace, much to my chagrin and announced that we
should have some champagne to celebrate the weekend, and
proceeded to pour into the glasses and handed me one. He toasted
and both sipped on the champagne. Paul really never stopped
caressing my silky legs and said, "so smooth and sexy", and I
smiled and told him I was glad he was liking them and continued
to sip and loved the fact he was caressing and enjoying my legs.

	We both finished our glasses and put them down and then
Paul moved in and the kissing began again like before, and I know
Paul was moaning and loving it, but I think I was loving it more,
and now it was time for my hands to roam as Paul continued to
caress my breasts and legs, as he continued to moan. Me on the
other hand, found the large bulge in his lap and started to
caress it and Paul shifted in his seat and began to moan even
louder. I knew that the privacy blind was up in the limo and the
driver could not hear Paul and continued. Paul broke our embrace,
but I kept caressing his crotch, and he looked at me and said, "I
need those lovely lips again". I smiled and said teasingly, "what
right here in the limo?". He groaned, "yes, I have never had a BJ
in a limo before, have you given one in a car before?". I smiled
and said, "once or twice". Now, I know Paul wanted it, but I
wanted it even more, but did not tell him. I told him I would
love to give him a new experience, but wanted another glass of
champagne first. Paul poured another glass, and we both stared at
each other as we sipped our champagne. Paul still caressing my
legs and me his crotch with a large bulge in it. I said in a sexy
voice to Paul, "so have you thought more about when we get back
to my place". Paul said he had thought long and hard about it and
was sure about one thing and that is he wanted to experience the
"head cheerleader". At this point, I put down my glass, and
reached down and undid his fly, and moved his underwear around
and pulled out his fairly hard member, and slowly started
massaging it and using the pre cum that had formed to make it
slick. Paul moaned and I started talking sexy to him, as I slowly
stroked his member and grabbed my glass and sipped on my
champagne at the same time. I teased him with things like, "so a
sexy cheerleader is it, or an authentic one?", he moaned as I
stroked him and he told me how he always wanted to take a high
school cheerleader into the back seat of a car and have a heavy
passionate make out session. I teased him, and told him, I know
exactly what it is like, I had been in one of my uniforms and
done just that, and loved it (which I totally did). He moaned and
said he would love that, I then asked what else from my closets
he would like to see, and he groan, "so many to choose from, I do
not know". Again, I was teasing him, and said in a sexy voice as
I continued to slowly stroke his now very erect and ready member,
"let see, shall it be getting enrolled into the 'mile high
club'?, a checkup from a nurse?, perhaps Cinderella?, or a
hooters girl?, Catholic School girl?, Little red riding hood?,
50's pinup girl?, high school girl on grad night? or maybe a
little pre-teen pageant girl?". He was moaning and groaning and
said "I don't know".

	I put down my empty glass and grabbed my purse and then
slid off the seat in front of Paul and undid his belt, and
watched as Paul quickly pulled down his pants and underwear to
his ankles and slid out of my seat and grabbed my purse and got
comfortable on the floor and leaned back on my heels and then
slowly applied lipstick and gloss while Paul, now very hard
stared at me. I packed away my lipstick and gloss and then put
down my purse and closed my eyes and SLOWLY worked on Paul, I
wanted to enjoy this as the best job I could do of the weekend,
and knew how long the drive home was, and I was intent on making
it last the 45 minutes home before I let him orgasm. I used all
of my technics and was thoroughly enjoying myself. I was lost in
my enjoyment, I forgot about Paul and he was moaning and groaning
as brought him to the edge orgasm over and over, but never gave
him relief. It was 45 minutes later and we were pulling off the
highway and could hear the limo slow down, I released the base of
his rock hard member and starting sucking up and down quickly and
massaging his balls and felt him tense up and fed me 6 to 8
strong spirts of his lovely juice and managed to pull back a
little and wrapped my lips around his head and was able to enjoy
all of it, letting it come into my mouth so I could savour it,
then swallowed. I cleaned up his lovely member and then released
him, and left him panting and sat down beside him, and he said
nothing, just kept panting. I grabbed my lipstick and gloss out
of my purse and touched up my lips and as I packed my purse back
up, about that time we were pulling in my driveway, and Paul was
still panting.

	My door opened and it was the driver, Frank, and he held
out his hand to help me out and I made no move to tighten my
knees together and exit the car in a feminine way and he for sure
got a money shot as my mini dress rode way up exposing my crotch.
Paul got out on the other side, he definitely was flush and still
breathing a little deep. Frank saw that and still holding my hand
and said to me, "show Paul another good time?, and you smell
lovely", I gave him a sexy smile and slowly licked my lipstick
covered lips and said nothing. He smiled back and asked if he
could call me some time, and I again gave him a sexy smile and
said in a very sexy voice, "sure, I would love that", he then
kissed my hand and let go and about that time, Paul came back
with all of the bags and we went to the front door and I unlocked
it and we entered and I asked Paul to put the bags on the love
seat. I put my purse on the kitchen table and walked up to Paul
and he turned to me and I gave him a light kiss on the cheek and
he groaned, "that was totally incredible, the best of the weekend
by far". I told him I was glad he liked and asked if he wanted
some wine and he said, "sure", so I went and got two glasses and
wine from the fridge and came and put them down and Paul filled
our glasses and handed me mine and made a toast to the weekend. I
then asked Paul if he was ready for the cheerleader, and he
smiled and said, "oh yes", and I made sure it was what he wanted
and I said, "now you are sure authentic", and again he said, "yes
like a real high school cheerleaders I remember", I smiled and
told him that would not be a problem, and I asked, "purple or
orange?", he told me to decide. I then took another sip of wine
and told him, I would get something for him to watch and enjoy
while I changed. I grabbed my purse and then  I went down to my
bedroom and pulled out a few photo albums, one he had never seen,
my lingerie shoots, my favourite's book and then a Movie I made
highlighting my wardrobe and my Wedding shoots video and took
them to the living room. I could see by the bulge in his pants he
was getting excited already and said, "do not get started without
me", and smiled as I put down the books and put in the fashion
video and started it and told him to enjoy and I would get
changed.

	I went downstairs to leave Paul to enjoy and knew I did not
have to change my pantyhose and went and grabbed my Orange
cheerleading uniform, as it is one I had not pleased a man
wearing yet, the other two I had already, so I went and got the
box with everything in it and took it to my room. I slipped off
my heels and took off my dress and bra then all my jewellery. I
then went and grabbed an all lace white front closure bra and
slipped it on, then starting putting on the uniform. First where
the socketts lined with orange and then a pure white turtleneck
sweater and then the vest, the satin orange spankies, then the
skirt, I loved sliding it up my silky legs and putting it in
place, final touches were orange satin hair barrettes. I then
moved to my bathroom and started touching up my makeup. I
darkened my eyeliner for a more formal look and put on more
purple eye shadow and more mascara, and a formal blush
application to darken my cheeks. The lipstick I chose was a very
bold red lipstick with a built in gloss, very shiny and
definitely what a teenage girl would wear. I put on much more
Halston's perfume, and then finally white sneakers with orange
laces. I looked at myself in the mirror and really liked what I
saw, Paul definitely was going to like this cheerleader. I
grabbed the lipstick and the pom poms and headed upstairs. Of
course being in sneakers, Paul did not hear me enter the living
room, and caught him staring at the TV screen and massaging a
large bulge in his pants, with my lingerie photo album open on
the coffee table. I on the other hand was posed with the pom poms
at my side in a cheerleader stance, knee bent and smiled at him,
and said, "hello big boy".

	He was surprised and then looked at me and did know what to
say at first and then I put the lipstick on the coffee table and
then started parading around the living room, and he was
speechless. I knew I was in the drivers seat and walked up to him
and looked him in the eyes and said in a very sexy voice, "I hear
you are hot stuff and the other girls on the squad say you want
to get to know me more?, BUT I am the HEAD Cheerleader!, and the
rest of the squad stands behind me in line, those bitches have to
wait for me to get my fill before you can lay any of them!". I
then walked more around the living room and posing and licked my
lips and then walked up to him, and sternly said, "want to know
why I am the 'HEAD' cheerleader"?. All he did was moan and I put
the pom poms down on the coffee table and sat down next to him,
and he was still staring at him and I grabbed his crotch and then
moved in and staring kissing him hard, then massaging his crotch
and moaning. Paul responded and started kissing me back hard and
then started rubbing me all over, caressing my silky legs and my
breasts and under my skirt and the silk spankies. Now, I have
been in the back seat of a car in a cheerleader uniform and
making out heavy with a guy before and knew the drill. I broke
our kiss and then literally positioned myself and sat facing him
on his lap making sure my skirt was right and continued to
aggressively kiss him. I could feel his hard cock on my satin
covered ass and I then started to break the kissing every once in
a while and talking sexy and telling him how hot he was and how I
wanted his cock between my lips. Paul in turn got aggressive and
tugged my sweater and vest up and exposed my bra and started
rubbing my lace covered breasts, then moaning and telling me how
lovely they were and how they felt. Our kissing was still hot and
heavy and I could feeling him getting hotter and as his cock
grew. I then took the lead and broke our kiss and said in a sexy
loud voice, "NOW YOUR WILL KNOW WHY I AM THE HEAD CHEERLEADER". I
slid off of his lap and tugged down my sweater and vest and
quickly undid his pants and pulled down his pants and underwear,
and a very erect member was staring at me, I was aggressive and
he was almost panting.

	The head was glistening with precum and I went down on it
and was loving the taste as I gobbled it up. I was in complete
control and was loving every second of it. I used all of my usual
techniques and Paul definitely was not going hard and soft, he
was staying rock hard, I knew he wanted an aggressive blowjob
like any teenage cheerleader would give, I was fast and direct in
my approach. I was loving it all the more as Paul was moaning and
groaning saying how good it felt. He also flipped up my little
skirt and was caressing my satin covered ass, and stroking my
silky legs. It took a little longer than I thought but as I
really started sucking and pumping up and down faster and faster,
I could taste his precum oozing out and knew it was only a matter
of time. When Paul grabbed my shoulders and thrust up his member
almost causing me to gag, I was waiting for the orgasm. When Paul
started to cum, the first blast was down my throat and I pulled
back to enjoy and the next few were in my mouth and those I did
not swallow, but held them in my mouth. When he was done, I got
off his member and sat up and looked at him and then slowly
opened my mouth, now he was still panting and staring at me. I
made sure he could see his lovely juice in my mouth and then
closed my lips and swallowed and then licked my lips and smiled
sexily at him. I got up off the couch and went and took a sip of
wine and watched as Paul pulled up his pants and underwear still
staring at me and told me how much he loved the experience he
missed out on in his youth. I told him I was glad I could make it
happen, and he said, "you really have done that as a cheerleader
in the back of a car?", I smiled and said, "oh yes, and what I
did to you was exactly how it happened, showing the cum in my
mouth and all".

	I looked down at the table and saw the lingerie photo album
was open and it was one of me in my favourite teddy of all time,
a red sequinned Teddy and matching chiffon wrap, with me in a
sexy pose. I looked at him and said, "I guess that picture was
inspiration for that lovely cock of yours?". He smiled and said,
"oh yes, you look so hot in that picture I almost did not wait
for you to come back upstairs to cum". I told him that the
lingerie was one of my favourites and maybe one day he would see
me in it. I then asked, "so what is the last outfit you want to
see me in?". He smiled and said "I want to join the mile high
club". I smiled at him and told him I would be back and we would
do that, and put on my Wedding gown DVD and told him to enjoy. I
took one last sip of my wine and went downstairs after grabbing
the lipstick and the pom poms.

	I got downstairs to my bedroom and carefully changed out of
the cheerleading uniform and accessories then packed it back up
and left on the pantyhose and the bra I was wearing as they would
be needed for the Stewardess uniform (noting to myself that in
taking off the white turtleneck I got makeup on it and would have
to be washed). I went and put away the cheerleading uniform and
went back to my bedroom and pulled out the sexy retro 50's
stewardess uniform and laid it out on the bed. At this point I
was getting tired and my jaw was certainly sore and wanted the
last time to be special not only for Paul but myself as I knew it
would be the last romantic encounter for the weekend. I then put
on the uniform, and pulled out a pair of new white patent heels
and slipped them on. After putting on everything including the
choker hat and the white satin elbow length gloves (I knew Paul
would love them as I caressed his hard member), decided not to
put on any jewellery. I looked myself over and loved the look and
knew Paul would as well, I noticed that I had a run in my right
leg hose and since it was the last outfit and I was tired and no
pictures were going to be taken, did not change them. I checked
and other than of course applying the same lipstick I wore in the
cheerleading uniform, did not change anything and packed the
lipstick in the cute matching purse for the uniform and headed
upstairs.

	I found Paul again with a bulge in his pants and rubbing it
watching my Bridal video and this time he heard me enter the
living room with my heels clicking. I immediately went into my
role and said, "so sir how are you today, can I get you
anything?, perhaps something to drink?". He looked at me, I could
tell he loved what he saw and Paul was also playing the game, and
smiled and handed me a piece of paper which he had written, I
read it (wondering where he found the paper or the pen), "I think
you are very attractive and I would like to join the mile high
club can you help?". I smiled and put down my purse after packing
in the note, and smiled in a sexy way and said, "well sir, please
get out of your seat and follow me. I lead him down the hallway
to the upstairs bathroom, and opened the door and quietly said,
"go in and sit down and when the coast is clear in a couple of
minutes I will be in to join you". Then licked my lips sexily and
slowly and opened the door to the bathroom. Now, the way the
upstairs bathroom is configured, it would pretty much be like a
lavatory on a plane, in other words, for me to kneel down and
service him, my space between the tub and the toilet were going
to be very tight, like a plane lavatory. I waited about 30
seconds and then entered the bathroom, and locked the door. Paul
was already sitting on the toilet, seat down, and was staring at
me and said, "my God you are so hot looking, I have been staring
at you all flight long", I smiled back and in a sexy voice said,
"so I have noticed", he moved to sit up and kiss me and I pushed
him back down and said, "no dear, that is not how it works, sit
down and let me initiate you into the club". He was moaning and
said, "my God your legs are so sexy looking, had me hard from the
moment I saw you". I smiled and kneeled down, and my knees were
literally touching the toilet and my keels, up against the
washtub, and I sat back down on my heels. I unzipped his fly and
moved his underwear around and worked out his almost totally
erect member and looked up at him, and licked my lips and said in
a sexy way, "welcome to the club". I then started sucking quickly
and of course using all my usual techniques and he was hard
immediately, I started moaning and groaning and rubbing his
crotch, he on the other hand was moaning telling me how amazing
it felt. Now me that loves giving blowjobs more than men like
receiving them, was trying to get this one over quickly, as
possible, as I was so tired I was getting sloppy and not doing my
usual good job. So, knowing Paul, and any man for that matter, I
went faster and faster and Paul was moaning and groaning and
eventually came, but finally, not a bunch, just a few spurts
which I slurped down and swallowed. I cleaned him up and put his
now soft member into his pants and zipped him up and stood up and
said, "now you can tell your friends you are part of the club,
and wait for me to get back into the cabin before leaving the
lavatory". He smiled and said, "I never got your name?", I smiled
and said, "If you need to remember a name, call me 'Felatia',
tell your buddies that is who got you into the mile high club",
and smiled and left the bathroom.

	I left the bathroom, and went downstairs to my bedroom and
changed out of the stewardess uniform, I packed it up and then
left on the lingerie and put on a blue terri cloth robe and hear
Paul moving around upstairs and put on a pair of low black heels
and went and saw him. He was smiling at me as I went into the
living room and asked if he liked the role playing and told me it
was amazing. I was almost in tears as I knew it was an amazing
weekend coming to an end. Paul as well, I could see in his eyes
was sad it was over, but it had to end. Paul told me he had
already ordered an Uber ride and it was actually in the driveway
waiting for him and he grabbed his bags and gave me a little kiss
and told me he would mail me a memory stick with the pictures off
of his camera when he could and would erase them after that.

	I was literally in tears as he left and saw him driving
away. I on the other hand realized it was 3pm, and I texted my
husband and told her I was going to be taking a nap and then
grabbed everything and took it downstairs and laid it out in the
main room, with the intention of a full cleanup later on. I went
into my bedroom and stripped out of everything but my panties and
put on my favorite pink satin chemise and slid into bed and
pulled out my trusty vibrator and pleased myself savoring the
weekend's events.

Epilogue:

?	The pictures turned out stunning and a few are on my
bedroom wall.
?	My agreeing to use my pics on the photo companies Facebook
page, not such a good thing, as I got literally hundreds of
requests from Bides to be on where they could find a dress
like I wore, and still to this day get asked.
?	Paul still stays in touch, but we have not planned another
magical meeting.
?	And for those that are wondering, Paul was using the
Magical blue pill for the weekend, no man can cum that many
times without help.
?	I did eventually go out with Frank to a formal event, but
that is another diary entry

.end

So here is the proposal:
First off, I AM NOT A PRO. This petite, passable TV, would love
to meet you if you are in my area, Toronto Ontario, as described
in the diary entry above. I love to be the girl of your dreams,
and as long as I can remain the girl at all times, I would love
to hear from you. I am not interested in being a TV/TS
"girlfriend" and "BI" sex, but rather I will be the woman of your
dreams for a wonderful and possible formal evening, I promise,
you will not go home frustrated. If you are a NON-smoking male or
female, or couple, please contact me, and who knows?