Bridal Shop

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I checked the clock for the hundredth time as I had done for the last two hours. Every five minutes or so, I glanced at the clock and felt disappointed.

This would be his final visit, picking up the dresses for the wedding next week. Three bridesmaid's dresses and the bridal gown. His name was Mr Petrov and he was the strangest groom I'd met.

I had worked In the bridal shop for several years and in that time I had only met a handful of grooms. It was always the brides and their female relatives and friends. Mr Petrov came in a month ago and from the first meeting, I felt an energy from him.

He had this strange aura, like a magnetism that made me tingle when I saw him. Ok, he was gorgeous, tall and looked like a model but there was something more about him. His smile had me weak at the knees and left me tongue-tied.

Straight away he causally flirted with me. Turning me into a giggly schoolgirl with his compliments and subtle touches. Even when I told him about my boyfriend Nik he still complimented me.

All day long I was surrounded by thin, blonde goddesses shopping for wedding dresses. I was a cuddly brunette and sometimes felt insecure around them. Nik and I had been together for ages and he showed no sign of proposing.

My heart fluttered when I heard the doorbell ring out. Pulling me away from my thoughts

"Hello gorgeous," Mr Petrov said in his deep, gruff voice.

He wore a striking blue business suit and had a nice level of stubble on his strong jaw. As I looked into his blue eyes I felt my knees weaken as they often did around him.

"Oh... Hi MMMMr Petrov," I said stammering from the nerves.

"You look more beautiful every time I see you, how is that possible?" He said. Leaning forward on the counter and staring into my eyes.

"Well I... That's nice of you to say," I said. Looking away before I melted into a puddle.

I tried to stifle a smile as I moved a loose lock of dark brown hair back behind my ear. It was so hard to remain professional around Mr Petrov.

I made sure that my schedule was clear around the time of his visits. Just so I wouldn't be distracted by anyone else. The last few visits Mr Petrov had been in no hurry and spent a while chatting with me.

Once again I was gifted with some flirty small talk. He commented on my new outfit, one I'd made sure to wear for him. It hugged my curvaceous body like a glove and pushed my b-cup tits together in a seductive way.

"Oh Mr Petrov, stop. You'll make me blush," I said feeling my cheeks redden.

He'd just commented on how luscious my lips were. I'd worn a vibrant shade of red lipstick just to entice him. Not that I expected anything to happen. I was sure he wouldn't be interested in me, he was getting married for god sake. Anyway, I loved my boyfriend Nik. Even if he wasn't as flirtatious with me anymore.

"Well gorgeous girl, I could talk to you all day. But I think I've taken up too much of your time already. Are the dresses ready?" Mr Petrov said with a dazzling smile.

"Oh. Of course Mr Petrov," I said feeling a little dejected. Not wanting our last meeting to be over so soon.

"How many times Nellie? Call me Dimitri," he said. Reaching forward to brush that pesky lock of hair behind my ear again.

I felt a shiver as his finger made contact with my cheek. It had been a long time since Nik had touched me. Work and the stresses of life always found a way to come between us.

Dimitri was getting married in the most unorthodox way I had ever heard. There was a new TV show starting up, based on a UK show called Don't Tell the Bride. The premise was the producers of the show paid for a couple's wedding. They had a small budget and could only spend that.

The catch was the bride had absolutely no input on the wedding at all. The groom and best man arranged everything. All the decorations, venue, food, guest list. Even the wedding dress and bridesmaid dresses.

I couldn't imagine any woman letting their groom control all of their wedding plans. From what I could tell Dimitri was a successful guy, I wondered why he'd agreed to do the show.

On his first visit, he turned up with his best man and a film crew. They asked me to model the dresses for him, as it would be better for the show. I felt uncomfortable being on camera. But Dimitri convinced me, saying I would look stunning.

It felt nice to wear a wedding dress. In the years I had worked here I had never thought to try one on. I looked in the mirror and imagined my own wedding day.

The other three visits he had come on his own. He said his reason was to check on the alterations of the dress as it had been a bit snug on me. I was surprised and a little happy when he told me I was the same size as his wife.

Imagining Dimitri finding a curvy girl like me attractive got me a little horny. Serval nights I imagined him fucking me as I fingered myself.

Nik always rolled over and went to sleep as soon as he got in bed. Most nights I had to service myself and always thought of Dimitri.

"I don't suppose I can get another viewing?" Dimitri asked with a cheeky smile.

"You don't need to, I haven't had to make alterations from last time," I said. Trying to remain professional.

"I know I don't need to. But I want to. Is that ok?" Dimitri asked. His pricing blue eyes made my pussy tingle.

"Erm ok, " I whispered. Then remembered about the remodelling.

Since the last visit, we have started ripping out the changing rooms to make them a bit bigger. As such we didn't currently have anywhere to change privately. That didn't matter when it was all women in the shop. We could lock the door and close the curtains. But with Dimitri here.

The thought of him seeing my naked body made me horny as fuck. But I couldn't do that. Not to my Nik.

"Erm sorry. I just remembered we currently don't have a changing room," I said to Dimitri. Walking over to the nearest dress rack.

"That's ok I'll lock the door and close the curtains. No one will see you," Dimitri said with a wink.

He walked to the door and slid the deadbolt across. Turning the sign around to read 'closed'. Then he pulled the white velvet curtains and turned to look at me.

"Yes but you would see," I said unable to prevent the coy look on my face.

"Only if you want me to," he said with a cocky smirk.

My cheeks glowed red at his words and I felt moisture build between my thighs.

"Oh! Mr Petrov!" I gasped at his forward comment.

"It's Dimitri," he said striding up to me and clasping my hands in his.

"I won't look if you don't want me to," he said with a kind expression. But I could see the burning hunger in his eyes.

This was a test. I should tell him to take the dresses and leave. I was with Nik and he had no right to talk to me like this. But I didn't do that. His sexual magnetism tingled all over me. I stood up straight, unintentionally pushing my tits out.

I tried to sound nonchalant and casual. Like I didn't have a care in the world.

"I don't care if you do. Just wouldn't want you to get ideas," I said with a smile.

Fuck! Why was flirting with him? It was only going to encourage him further. But this was all just harmless flirting, wasn't it?

"Oh I'm already having ideas," he said making me blush again.

I confidently removed the bridesmaid dress from the protective cover. It was dark emerald green and made to fit the bride's twin sister. Consequently, they had the same measurements. I hung it on its own and started undoing my big brass belt buckle.

It cinched in my waist accentuating my hourglass frame. Dimitrii leant back on the counter and watched me intently as the belt came away. I let it fall to the floor as I looked into his eyes. It felt like I was doing a strip tease for him and a thrill shot right through me.

I nervously held the hem of my black sheath dress and glanced at him, seeing if he had looked away yet. His eyes oozed confidence, daring me to continue. My mind was consumed with lustful feelings as I gently pulled the hem up my body.

The tight black dress clung to curves and was a little hard to pull up my wide hips. I wanted to be sexy for him. To show I was a beautiful sexy woman. But it got stuck when I got to my head. It covered my face and must have bunched up.

I started to panic, knowing I must looked ridiculous to him. My body was naked save for my lace underwear. I felt so vulnerable and not at all sexy. I felt a presence in front of me and heard Dimitri's deep voice.

"Here, let me help," he said, running his strong hands up my naked sides

I shivered at his touch, his fingers running along my bare skin up to where the dress was bunched. He managed to pull some over my head freeing just my mouth. I felt his thumb gently stroke across my plump lips. Oh, how I wished it was his lips instead of his finger. I could feel his body heat as he stood ever so close to me.

"God you're so fucking sexy," he said as I felt his hands stroke down my neck.

"What are you doing?" I breathed as my arousal built.

I couldn't believe this was happening in my shop in broad daylight.

"Helping you of course," he said. And I felt his breath on my chin. His lips were a hair breath away from mine.

I sighed hoping he would close the distance and kiss me. But then I felt a tug and the rest of the dress was pulled over my head.

"There's your gorgeous face," he said with a smile.

I could have fucked him right there. If he only brushed my skin again I would have jumped on him.

A light caught my eye. Looking down at the counter I saw the screen of my phone light up. The picture of Nik I used as my screen saver showed up. I immediately felt ashamed and stepped away from Dimitri, checking my messages.

There was one from Nik. Fuck sake! He had to work late again. That was the fifth time this month. No doubt he would be working with Alexandria. That little blonde slut was always flirting with him when I came to the office.

I know that was hypocritical to say under the circumstances. But somehow it felt different. I knew nothing would happen with Dimitri. Unlike Alexandria, It was just harmless flirting!

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I messaged back to see if he wanted me to drop off food and quickly recovered myself. Still thinking about Nik. I subconsciously slipped on the green dress and stood to look at myself in the mirror. Nik's message had angered and flustered me. Surveying my face in the mirror I could see the redness starting to appear on my cheeks.

Dimitrii had retreated to the other side of the counter as I dressed. He had removed his suit jacket and undone his tie. For what reason? I didn't know. Now he stepped forward to inspect the dress.

His eyes devoured every inch of me. From the plunging neckline showing off my cleavage. To my peachy butt just about covered by the low-cut backless dress. It was a lot more risque than most bridesmaid dresses. It created quite a stir with the production team when he first chose it.

They lapped it up, of course, needing chaos and drama for the show. I doubted many brides would be happy for their friends to wear this. As the saying goes the customer is always right in matters of taste. The only reason I stocked it was because I got an amazing deal from the designer. As I eyed myself in the mirror, even I thought I looked drop-dead gorgeous.

"Well? Still like it?" I said to Dimitri when I turned to face him.

He stepped close and his hands reached out to stroke the silk material at my waist. I felt frozen in time. Unable to move or say anything as I felt his fingers through the thin silk. He lightly stroked up my front, gently gliding over my breasts. I felt my nipples harden instantly and was thankful I still wore a bra.

His fingers continued to my shoulder and I shivered with arousal as he stepped even closer. Invading my personal space. Occupying the area reserved for close friends, family and lovers. Not strangers.

When I still didn't object he gently trickled his fingers down my naked back. Causing arousal to ripple over me.

His hands finished just above my rear, touching the bare skin of my dimpled lower back.

"You look beautiful," Dimitri said with a smile.

His words were tame but his eyes practically devoured me.

"Just beautiful?" I said. My own words shocked me with their brashness.

I was encouraging him. Urging him to go further. I had another man's hands on my body. A handsome stranger looked at me with piercing, hungry, fuck me eyes. Instead of screaming or politely chastising him. I was asking for more.

He smiled and pushed his hands flat against my warm skin. Feeling the intense heat my aroused body was producing. He moved closer still, pushing his body gently against me. I felt something long and firm pushing into my stomach. I gasped when I realised it was his cock.

I had caught a glimpse of the outline once or twice before. But it was hard to see in suit trousers. Now I felt his long hard cock as it pressed against me. His mouth was next to my ear as he softly whispered.

"You look good enough to eat,"

He lightly kissed my earlobe and pulled away. Letting his hands glide around my sides as he moved back to the counter.

I had closed my eyes when he kissed me and let out a small, sensual moan when I felt his lips.

"I..." I tried to say but the words wouldn't come.

My whole body was ablaze with lust. Yearning for this man's touch. Begging for my brain to let my body be ravaged by him. The worrying thing was my arousal was starting to cloud my mind. Starting to break my defences forged by decently, loyalty and self-respect. In the face of Dimitri, they were being sorely tested.

"I think it's time to see the wedding dress don't you?" Dimitri said. Distracting me from my thoughts again.

"Oh. I... erm... I can't. You see you need to be topless to wear it and..." I said in a soft voice.

Quivering at the thought of showing him my naked breasts. The image of me standing half-naked in front of this gorgeous sexy man. Nearly had me cumming on the spot.

The fact that I shouldn't have worn a bra with this backless bridesmaid dress didn't even enter my mind. I could easily keep my lace bra on as I tried on the bridal gown. Was I saying it to try and avoid wearing the gown altogether? Scared of encouraging Dimitri to touch me again? Or was I trying to entice him further? Putting the image of me topless into his mind. In my horny lust-filled state I couldn't tell which.

"It's just us here. I would love to see you wear it one last time," Dimitri said in his deep soothing voice.

He could have said he would look away, or perhaps that I should just wear it with my bra. This was his subtle way of letting me know he wanted to see me. All of me. I gulped and looked down at my phone which had lit up again.

It was a reply from Nik. He said not to worry about food as he was going to dinner with Alexandria. Going to fucking dinner! Not grabbing some food or ordering takeout. He was taking her out to fucking dinner! That didn't sound like work!

Anger flared inside me again. Mixing with the primal lust that was already flowing through my veins. I felt hot and clammy, as my body started to react to my feelings. I felt like a bomb ready to explode at the slightest touch.

Dimitri stood and watched me. Not pressuring at all. Letting me make a choice. If I hadn't had that message from Nik. If he had shown signs of proposing to me, hell even touched me in the last month. I wouldn't have done what I did next. And what would happen later could have been avoided.

I turned my back to Dimitrii and pulled the halter neck strap over my head. Quickly shimming out of the tight green dress and hanging it up with the others. He watched me work in silence as I unwrapped the ornately embroidered bridal gown.

It was a sexy strapless number that flared at the hips. There was a long slit that went high up the thigh. The lace bodice clung to your tits in a gravity-defying way.

It was the most risque wedding gown in the store and one that had attracted a lot of attention. The lace bodice was almost sheer, revealing the sexy body of the bride to her guests. It was like those scandalous dresses you see celebrities wear to the Met Gala.

I took a deep breath and glanced in the mirror to see Dimitrii's eyes trained on my back. I gently reached behind and unclasped my lace bra. Enjoying the freeing feeling as my breast hung free. I wrapped a forearm around them to conceal my nakedness as I turned round to drop the bra on the counter.

Why hadn't I dropped it on the floor or hung it up? Why place it right in front of Dimitri and watch his eyes as they stared into mine?

I stepped away from the counter and turned back to the rack. I let go of my tits safe in the knowledge my back was to him. Forgetting that he could see everything in the mirror. If I had known would it have stopped me?

I pulled the dress off the hanger and unzipped it. Then came the laborious task of pulling it on. It was tight over my curvy rear and I struggled to pull it up.

"Here. Let me help you," Dimitri whispered seductively as he stepped close behind me.

I let go of the dress as I felt his fingers brush my naked skin. He gently stroked my sides as he dropped them to the dress. He gently pulled up, sliding the fabric up my body. I was hot and clammy which made things difficult. My heart was thumping in my chest as I felt his fingers slide up over my breasts.

Once he had pulled it fully into place his hands stroked down my naked back to my waist.

"Fuck you look so hot," he said in an uncharacteristic loss of his suave demeanour.

I glanced at his face in the mirror and saw the animalistic burning in his eyes. He wanted me! He actually wanted me! This hot, sexy man was desperate to fuck me.

I stood still and didn't say a word, hoping he would make a move. Not worrying what it would mean or how wrong it was. In that moment I wanted him as much as he wanted me.

His hands ran across my naked back, taking confidence in my passivity. I sighed as I felt him brush his thumbs across the dimples in my lower back. How his hands felt as they ran up to my shoulders.

"Dimitri," I sighed as I felt him move closer. His hard body pushing up against me.

"Shh, don't speak," he said in a whisper as his lips caressed my neck.

This was madness. Standing in a customer's wedding dress. The groom lightly kissing my neck in broad daylight!

I remained still. His stubbled jaw graced my soft skin as kissed down my neck to my shoulders. He slipped his hands under the dress. Pulled the sheer bodice away from my breasts. I groaned as his hands gently massaged my chest. Kneading and stroking them as he kissed my neck.

I was in heaven, pure blissful paradise. Nothing else mattered to me. Not the shop, not my reputation, not my relationship with Nik. Just Dimitri, and how he made my body feel at this moment.

My nipples had been hard since he arrived and tingled as his fingers played with them. My hand reached up to clasp the back of his neck, pulling his lips onto my neck. He kissed along my jaw and I turned my head to meet them. Moaning with pleasure when his soft lips met mine. The world melted around me leaving me in his arms. Nothing else existed.

His strong tongue gently slipped between my lips as the passion in our kiss grew. His hands groped my tits harder, letting the sexual beast inside him purr a little. I grew a little breathless as the passion overtook us. My hand stroked through his dark hair as we made out like love-struck teenagers. Devouring each other after a school dance.

Dimitri's hands left my tits and ran down my soft stomach. Gently stroking my love handles and pushing the dress down to my hips. Our lips kept contact the whole time.

The expensive gown lay bunched at my waist as his hands ran up the slit on my thigh. I tried to turn to face him but Dimitri held my hips still. He pushed up against my back and I felt his long hard cock in his suit trousers. He rubbed it against my arse cheeks. I could feel his thick cock through the thin material of the dress. My lace panties had ridden up my butt crack.

His hands returned to my tits, playing with my nipples and groping my flesh. It was one of the most intensely erotic moments of my life. I knew whatever happened next, I would replay this moment in my mind over and over again. For the rest of my life.

"Fuck! You make me so horny. I wanted to do this the first time I saw you," Dimitri growled as he kissed my neck again.

"Oh god, we shouldn't," I moaned breathlessly. Making only a token gesture to stop.

I pushed my rear against his cock, loving how it felt between my large squishy arse cheeks.

"That's what makes it so fucking hot. I want to take you right here. Fuck you every way I know how. Make you scream louder than you've ever done before," Dimitri said as he sucked hard on my neck.

He was telling me exactly what he would do to me if I didn't stop him. This was bad enough. Letting another man touch my body, stoke my tits, kiss me. I was already cheating on Nik. But perhaps if I stopped it here everything would be ok. No one would know and I could keep some of my dignity intact.

But it was too late for that. I was his as soon as he walked in the door. As soon as I saw the hungry look in his eyes when I first tried on the dresses. I knew it was inevitable I would let him fuck me. That's why I'd worn my sexiest underwear on the days he was scheduled to come. Why I made sure to shave and put on my best perfume. The reason my makeup was retouched just before he arrived. I wanted to fuck him more than I've ever wanted anything else.

"Oh shit! Then fucking take me!" I growled succumbing to my animalistic, primal urges.

He grabbed hold of me. His arms wrapped around my body and turned me to face the counter. His hands ran down my body to the hem of the dress. I'd expected him to rip it off me. Instead, he lifted the hem, letting his fingers slide up my soft thighs as he pulled the dress up over my butt.

"God I wanted to bend you over the first time I saw you in this fucking dress," he growled.

Gently pushing on my naked back to bend over. I wiggled my butt at him, enticing his touch.

My soft tits squashed into the cool marble countertop, soothing my rock-hard nipples. I gasped at the temperature change and then moaned when I felt Dimitri sink to the floor behind me.

He kissed up the back of my thighs with his soft lips. His hands stroked my cheeks pulling them apart and jiggling them. I felt my lace panties gently roll down my butt as he peeled them off.

"Oh shit!" I groaned as I felt something thick and wet on my pussy lips.

I looked over at the door and saw the silhouettes of shoppers walking past. Completely unaware this shopkeeper had a customer's tongue licking her pussy. I suddenly had a fear that my next appointment was due.

How would it look if I greeted my next bride, flustered in a wedding dress? Glancing at the clock I saw we still had twenty minutes.

"Mmm, fuck your tongue feels so good," I groaned in appreciation as Dimitri's tongue circled my clit.

"God you taste delicious, I could taste you every day," Dimitri said.

Spreading my cheeks wide he buried his face in my warm wet pussy.

"Argh!! Shit!! Like that, keep going!!" I screamed as he sucked hard on my clit.

I felt two fingers gently slide inside me, just up to the first knuckle. He stroked around my entrance as he sucked hard on my sensitive clit. It was heaven, the best pussy eating I've ever experienced.

He kissed down my soft inner thighs and blew cool air over my sensitive skin. Sucked and nibbled at my folds and rubbed his fingers over my clit. In short, he worshipped my pussy.

"Mmm, how the fuck are you making me feel so good?" I groaned.

I used to believe great sex only happened after you were connected to the person. Entwined with them emotionally, spiritually, all that bullshit. I thought Nik

and I had great sex. Maybe the lack of it had overflated my perception. Dimitri's tongue was pushing me to an orgasm quicker than Nik ever could.

"Oh god, I'm gonna cum! ARGH!!! FUCK!!!" I screamed as I gripped the edge of the countertop.

He pulled back his tongue and I heard the familiar sound of a zip undoing.

"Mmm fuck me with that big cock," I growled breathlessly as the tendrils of my release still clung to me.

His hard cock rammed inside me, its impressive girth stretching me wonderfully. It's often remarked by us girls that size isn't everything, it's how you use it. Now that is sometimes just said to make small dicked lovers feel better, but I happen to agree.

On this occasion though, I realised not all cocks are created equal. Dimitri's exquisite cock was the perfect shape, girth and length. It stretched me pleasantly rather than painfully, and I let out an audible sigh when I felt it fill me up.

"Woah! Your cock is fucking puurrrfect," I said purring as he slowly slid inside.

He fucked me gently at first and I continued to lay flat on the cold counter. Enjoying the cool sensation on my squashed tits.

"Fuck I wish we'd done this sooner," he growled as he slowly increased the pace.

"Argh, What with the camera crew watching?" I giggled as I felt his thighs bounce off my butt cheeks.

I felt them ripple slightly with each slow deliberate impact.

"Oh, Christ! I would have fucked you right in front of them. Bent you over this counter just like this. Made you scream as they filmed it all," Dimitri said.

Grabbing hold of my hips and thrusting faster and faster. The wedding dress was still gathered at my waist. Providing a cushion to my thighs and belly against the hard countertop.

Dimitri fucked me harder with each stroke. Using my increasingly frequent moans as fuel to spur him on.

"Argh... argh... oh... argh!! More!!" I wailed as he fucked me faster and faster.

The sordid sexual sounds of flesh smashing on flesh filled the air as he pounded my tight wet pussy. His cock filled me to perfection. Reaching every sensitive spot and simulating me closer to another release.

It usually took ages for Nik to get me off with his cock but Dimitri already had me close. Perhaps it was just the illicit nature of our union. Or maybe Dimitri was simply a better lover than my boyfriend. Thoughts of Nik didn't fill me with shame, only regret that he couldn't make me feel as amazing.

Almost prophetically I sensed my phone about to light up again. This time it buzzed as well. I picked it up as Dimitri pounded my pussy. His pace made it a struggle to stay still enough to see my phone clearly. As expected my boyfriend's name flashed up over the picture I used as a screen saver. This wasn't a message though he was calling.

A wicked idea flashed in my mind for a moment. How hot would it be If I answered? Put him on loudspeaker as I was getting fucked by this stallion of a man. As soon as the thought hit me I picked up the phone and threw it across the room. No matter how much of a cheating slut I was right now, I wasn't that cruel. Nik was a good man and didn't deserve this. Let alone something that callous.

"ARGH!!! FUCK!!!" I screamed as Dimitri slapped my butt cheeks hard.

His hands dug into my fleshy hips as he gripped me hard. His thighs smashed into the back of mine as he thrust hard and fast. I clamped my hands on the edge of the counter and just enjoyed the ride.

"Oh fuck I'm close!" Dimitri said in a surprised yell between grunts.

Within seconds I felt his cock expand inside me a little and streams of cum shot into my unprotected pussy.

Fuck I hadn't made him wear a condom! I hadn't even considered it! I usually relied on the pull-out method with Nik. I hadn't yet found a contraceptive I was comfortable with. We had used condoms at first then after a few months of being together the pull-out method worked fine. I mean we hardly fucked at all any more so the risk was tiny.

But now my unprotected cervix was being blasted with streams of hot sticky cum. It felt fucking amazing. Causing me to shudder as I experienced an earth-shattering release. The kind that makes you feel a pulsing warmth radiate over your whole body. Like when you get into a really hot bath.

"Shit!... Did you... cum... in... me?" I asked already knowing the answer.

"Oh shit! Sorry, I just couldn't help it. Fuck I've never been so desperate to fuck someone," he said as I turned back to look at him.

His cock was still inside as our mixed juices oozed around it. I was surprised at the look of ecstasy on his face. His cock was gently pulling out, and I felt his cum start to leak out of me.

"Mmm it's ok, It felt amazing," I said. Choosing to savour the moment and worry about it later.

"I hope you're not a one-and-done type of guy," I said. Still feeling an unquenchable need to get fucked.

I stood up straight and turned to face him. My body still tingling for my release.

"Oh we're just getting started," he said with hungry eyes.

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We moved together, passion and lust completely overtaking us. Our lips devoured each other as our hands massaged every part of bare flesh we could reach. I felt his palms grope my butt as I ripped open his shirt to reveal his sexy torso. I gasped into his mouth as the fire threatened to overwhelm me.

On instinct, I kissed down his hard chest as I sank to the floor. Reaching his waistband and the long hard cock sticking through his fly. I plunged my mouth over his sticky tip, lapping up the taste of our mixed arousal. His salty cum had mixed wonderfully with my juices, creating a tasty cocktail. As my tongue swirled around his bulbous tip I quickly undid his belt and pulled his pants down.

I had always loved giving head. It was something I got a real thrill for. Feeling a guy's pulsating cock in my wet warm mouth. Looking up and seeing the pure joy in their eyes. Knowing you were making them feel special.

I sucked on the first third of his cock, needing to warm up my throat for the rest. My hands stroked his shaft as I coated it with my spit. Dimitri looked down with lust-filled eyes as I worshipped his cock. Repaying the loving attention he'd given my pussy.

"Mmm, mmm, ahh! Your cock tastes so yummy," I cooed as I spat more saliva on his pinky/purply tip.

"Oh god!" he groaned as I engulfed his cock again. Sliding my lips halfway down his long thick shaft.

I bobbed my head, taking in more of his delicious cock each time. I moaned, my lips sending vibrations down his shaft.

"Fuck you're good!" Dimitri moaned. His suave, confident demeanour was replaced with unbridled, submissive joy.

He was letting me explore, giving me free rein to give him pleasure in any way I wanted. My hands groped his naked butt, pulling his cock further down my throat. Encouraging him to thrust a little.

"Gllg... gllg... gllg," I moaned as I gagged on his thick cock.

I pulled away, gasping for breath and stroking my saliva into his skin. His cock felt wonderfully hard and slippery in my hands.

I became more aggressive when I pushed his cock back into my mouth. Knowing I was able to take more of him. I sucked and used my tongue to massage his shaft. My hands continued stroking whenever I needed to pause to breathe.

"Shit I'm getting close again," Dimitri said with a tone of wonder.

I smiled proudly when I heard him. Knowing I was making an impression on this handsome stallion. But I didn't want him to cum in my mouth. Or anywhere else in fact, except inside me. I still felt his previous load slowly ooze out of my pussy and wanted to replace it.

I stood and jumped up on the counter, my bare butt tingling on the cold marble. The wedding dress was riding up my thighs as I spread my legs wide. My hands still gripped his slick cock as I pulled it towards me. Lining it up with my entrance.

I cried out as I felt the return of that exquisite stretching sensation. He went slow at first as I wrapped my arms and legs around him. Pulling his ripped shirt from his shoulders.

Kissing his hard body as I stroked down his back. His arms wrapped around me tenderly and he fucked me oh so gently. I kissed up his neck and along his rough jaw until I reached his lips

We shared the most passionate and tender kiss of my life. The sort of kiss that leaves a ghostly memory on your lips. I felt my body radiate heat and pulsate with pleasure. I gyrated my hips, grinding my clit against him when he was fully buried.

"Mmm. Oh fuck! Mmm. That feels so good. Argh! I love your cock," I groaned as he kissed my tits.

"Mmm you taste amazing, I don't think I could ever stop fucking you," he growled as he started gently thrusting.

"Don't! Don't ever stop! Arghh! Fuck me as much, Argh! As much as you want!" I moaned with complete sincerity.

I would let this man fuck me whenever, where ever he wanted. As long as I could feel his perfect cock inside me.

I looked at the clock and saw we only had five minutes left before my next appointment. A bride would shortly be arriving to collect her wedding gown. Even if we stopped now I wouldn't have time to sort myself out and change. Even now I was too consumed with lust to stop.

Dimitri grabbed hold of the wedding dress and used it to thrust his cock harder into my pussy. My clit crashed against the base of his cock sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.

The level of euphoria that had flowed since my first release was intensifying. Joy filled my body as Dimitri stared lustfully into my eyes and started to fuck me harder. Scooting my butt across the cold marble countertop with each thrust. He grabbed onto the dress, holding me in place as he pounded into me.

"Oh shit! Yeah! Mmmm fuck! Harder! Argh! Harder! ARGH!" I moaned encouraging him to thrust deep.

I lay back on the countertop. My head hanging off the end. Upside down I saw my cream chaise longue next to the fitting area. It was where friends and family sat to watch the bride try on gowns. The bride would stand on a plinth surrounded by mirrors on three sides.

I remembered Dimitri sitting there with his best man. How his eyes lit up when he saw me in this dress for the first time. I went bright red, especially as we were surrounded by the production staff and cameras.

So many times since then I pictured fucking Dimitri on that chaise longue. Even sometimes imagining wearing this dress. Now I finally had a chance to do it.

"Oh fuck! Stop!! STOP!!" I said pushing him away.

He pulled out his thick cock, with a sticky squelching sound. I was soaked for him and my pussy throbbed for his return.

I was about to drag him over to the chaise when I heard a tone sound from the store phone. I'd routed all incoming calls straight to voice mail, not wanting to answer a call during Dimitri's visit.

It was my next appointment telling me she wouldn't be able to make it and asking if she could rearrange.

I growled with desire as I hopped off the counter and grabbed hold of his slippery cock. Leading him to the chaise I gently pushed him to sit down. He knew what I wanted and shifted back as I straddled him.

I kissed him sensually, enjoying the feel of his hands as they ran through my dark hair. Our lips dance like kindred souls, teasing and competing to give each other the most pleasure. Our tongues wrestled and I felt my body surge with arousal. My hips started thrusting, rubbing my wet pussy along his hard shaft.

"Argh! Mmm so good," I moaned as I enjoyed the way my lips splayed around his shaft.

My clit rubbed right across his warm veiny cock and Dimitri let me use him for my pleasure. He groped my tits, pitching and sucking on my nipples as I ground hard against him.

I was getting close again to another release. I rested my sweaty forehead on to his as my whole body exuded heat. My hair was tied in a ponytail with some loose strands that were now plastered to my face. I must have looked like a hot sweaty mess. My skin flushed with arousal as I brought myself to another thunderous orgasm. Pleasure washed through me as I screamed out to the heavens.

"ARGGHH!" I screamed as my muscles clenched and I went rigid. Dimitri groaned as he felt me cum.

When I finally came down I collapsed on top of him. He stroked my sweaty back and kissed me lovingly. This didn't feel like some sordid one-off fuck. A moment of indulging in animalistic urges before returning to normal decency. This felt deeper.

"I do hope you're not a one-and-done kind of girl," Dimitri whispered. Echoing my earlier comment.

I smiled, flashing my pearly white teeth before giving his bottom lip a playful nipple.

"Let's see what you've got left," I growled.

He lifted my hips and placed the tip of his cock at my entrance. My wet, thoroughly fucked pussy took him easily this time. I almost came again just from feeling his cock fill me up.

He held my hips still as he fucked me from below. I kissed him tenderly as my body shook with the impact. My butt rippled like jelly as his cock pounded me. He pulled on my hips, meeting each movement with hard, rapid thrusts. I was unable to stop the moans and cries that he fucked out of me. My tits smothered his face as I arched my back and cried out.

"Ohh fuck. Never stop... argh! Never stop fucking me... oh fuck your cock!... say you won't stop..." I cried out. Desperate to know this wasn't the only time

I would feel this good.

I didn't think about Nik or Dimitri's bride or anything else except how fucking amazing his cock felt inside me.

"I'm never... gonna stop... fucking you... your pussy is mine," he grunted between hard thrusts.

After a few more minutes of hard relentless pounding, I felt him about to cum. I couldn't wait to feel his warm sticky cum inside me again.

"Oh fuck!" he grunted. Before pulling out and plastering my butt cheeks with his white sticky cum.

"Mmm, I'm covered in your cum. Why did you pull out?" I moaned when I felt the last of his load spurt on my warm skin.

"You... said... earlier," He said breathing hard after his excursions.

I chastised myself for questioning it earlier as I traced my finger through the sticky fluid. Collecting a thick glob I sucked it off my finger, seeing Dimitri's eyes light up.

"Mmm lay down I want to clean you up," I signed hopping off his lap.

When he lay down I climbed on top of him in a 69 position. This was another thing I'd fantasised about on the cream chaise longue. I settled on top of him sucking on his thick sticky cock, feeling his hands spread my butt cheeks.

His hot wet tongue lapped at my pussy. Licking up our combined juices and sending small waves of pleasure rolling over me.

I licked and sucked on his hard cock, savouring the taste. I wasn't trying to get him off. I seriously doubted he could go again so soon. We lovingly cleaned each other up. Gently pleasuring each other after our intense fuck session.

Once clean I lifted my leg over Dimitri's head and moved to lay next to him. He cuddled me as our bodies started to relax a little. His skin was as warm as mine and our collective body heat felt like a furnace.

"Ahh that was perfect," I whispered closing my eyes and enjoying the feel of laying on top of this naked hunk.

I still had the wedding dress bunched at my waist and had no desire to take it off yet. I dreaded to think what condition it was in. And the amount of work I'd have to do to fix it.

I heard a buzzing sound again and looking around I saw my phone on the floor by the leg of the chaise.

Dimitri also heard it and reached down to pick it up. He handed it to me without looking at the screen, but I could tell he knew who it was. Knew it was my boyfriend calling me again.

I sucked on my lower lip, looking into the eyes of the man that had fucked me better than Nik ever had. The temptation to answer it whilst in this position was almost overwhelming.

It was then shame finally hit me. My lustful feelings were finally being overridden by shame and guilt. I climbed off Dimitri and walked over to behind the counter. I could feel his blue eyes on me as I pulled off the wedding dress. I quickly chucked on my clothes and stood behind the counter feeling sick to my stomach. What had I done?

Dimitri didn't know what to say. I told him I needed to fix the wedding dress and to come back tomorrow. I couldn't look at him and shied away when he tried to touch my hand. He mumbled a goodbye and left me feeling like I was falling through the floor.

The dress wasn't that badly damaged. I had to press it and repair some of the embroidery. It took me all night to fix but gave me an excuse to avoid Nik when he eventually got in from work.

I felt like shit when he apologised for working late and kissed my cheek. He explained the dinner out had been with clients as well as Alexandria. Further, increasing my guilt and shame. I had showered as soon as I got home but still felt Dimitri on my skin. Like part of him was in me now.

I made sure there was another customer in the store when Dimitri came to pick up the dresses the next day. He smiled warmly and tried to engage in small talk. I was a bit cold with him and tried to get through the transaction as quickly as I could. Seeing his smile falter and the sad look on his face broke my heart. But he was buying a wedding dress for another woman! How was I the bad guy in this?

When I missed my period I initially put it down to stress. I still hadn't confessed to Nik and just put it down to that. When I was three weeks late I took a test and broke down crying when I saw it was positive. They weren't tears of sadness but of joy. Something inside me had stopped me from remembering to get the morning-after pill.

I always thought I would be a mother one day but wasn't in a rush. I had wanted to wait until after I got married. But seeing that positive result made me happier than I ever thought possible. I broke up with Nik knowing that was the right thing to do. I was too much of a coward to tell him about Dimitri and the baby though.

I knew I made the right decision a few months later when I found out he was dating his co-worker Alexandria. Either they'd been having an affair all along. Or she just took her shot, either way, I didn't care.

Two months into my pregnancy I was working in the shop when I heard the bell ding, signifying a customer. I wasn't expecting my next appointment for at least half an hour. When I looked up I was shocked to see Dimitri. He wasn't wearing his sexy suit. His hair was unkempt and his stubble had tuned into a short beard. He wore jeans and a sweater and looked terrible.

"I er. I'm not sure why I'm here," he said.

I couldn't say anything as I took in his appearance. My heart broke for him. I heard from the TV production team that his wedding hadn't taken place. They hadn't said why when they tried to return to dresses for a refund. Knowing what I had done in the wedding dress I thought it was only fair to keep it. A token of the best sex of my life that had also given me the best gift of my life.

"I know this may sound crazy... Wow, you look amazing," he said getting distracted by my tits.

They were already starting to swell a little. I had been told I was glowing recently but had so far managed to avoid revealing the cause.

"I was wondering if I could take you out for a drink sometime," he said devoid of his previous suave charm.

He didn't look like a broken man just one who'd experienced a lot of turmoil in a short space of time.

"What about your wife?" I said not letting on that I already knew.

"Oh she, that, never happened. I told her everything. Well I didn't mention you but I told her I slept with someone," he said unable to meet my eyes.

He had more courage than I did and my heart fluttered with affection for him.

"I'm sorry. I can't," I said walking around the counter to stand in front of him.

"Oh ok. I thought we... anyway, bye," he said turning quickly to leave.

"It's not good for the baby," I said as he went to open the door.

"Wha!..." he said before I closed the distance and kissed him.

Our hands were all over each other. The same passion that had created the precious life inside me erupted between us.

There were a lot of questions from our families and friends of course. We managed to convince them that we were both a rebound one-night stand. The baby was a whoopsy but we were going to keep it.

It became quite a funny story to tell when we discussed how we met with new friends. Dimitri still makes me cum whenever I want for as long as want. I even sneak him into the shop at least one lunchtime a week to fuck on the chaise longue.

I'm still regretful for cheating on Nik. But with all things considered, I couldn't be happier. Love finds us in funny ways. It's up to us to recognise and cherish it.