It’s a classic sort of love story come forward in time a few centuries. Girl meets girl, one girl is making the other’s wedding dress so she can marry someone else, girls are the reincarnation of dead lovers, girls share a moment. Scratch beneath the surface of even the sweetest of little girls and you’ll find something darker, nastier, harder. The desire to submit or to make others submit to you.
Lily studied her customer in the mirror under the pretext of examining her work. There was a great deal to be excited about. Extor’s was one of the best and most exclusive bridal boutiques in the city. She was known for the quality of her work. Even so, she’d outdone herself this time. Iris’s wedding dress was absolutely gorgeous. White, a perfect combination of classic with a modern, simple elegance.
And then there was the woman who filled it. Iris was a gorgeous little blond. An elegant bun held up her hair, exposing her graceful neck. Her wide smile was made to launch a thousand ships. The dress left her shoulders bare and her slim frame looked almost delicate. At least if you didn’t look closely enough to see the strong muscles underneath her pale skin. Small breasts fit her body perfectly though Iris had to pin the bust back on the dress to make it fit. She would have looked out of balance with anything larger, however. Her body curved around a deliciously perky butt. Innocent might have been the word for her but there was too much spark in those eyes for that. Innocent seeming anyway.
“You look amazing.” emphasis put barely a mark on Lily’s hushed, reverent tone. She compared their bodies to see how they fit together. They were of a height but Lily was darker. She looked more Greek than her customer, whose extended family lived in Athens. Long tresses curled down the side of her neck and into the cleavage of her lacy black dress. Her body was softer, rounder with more generous curves. They were a study in contrast but she thought they balanced one another.
For a moment she imagined them standing side by side atop a wedding cake. But only for a moment. It wasn’t their wedding she was making the dress for.
About Velvet Gray
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Published May 23, 2013
by Sketchbook Publishing.
Erotica, Literature & Fiction, Gay & Lesbian.