Page 15 of Enraged

Dakota

Why do wedding dresses have so many goddamn buttons? Why can’t they put a fuckin’ zipper back here or something?

I had unbuttoned about thirty buttons and there was still more to go.

“They really want to put a damper on the wedding night with all these damn buttons,” I muttered under my breath.

She laughed. “Yeah, but turns out, there’s an even better way to fuck it up. Groom rails maid of honor who just so happens to be engaged to the best man!”

Her body shook from either sobs or laughter, I couldn’t be sure from behind. The last button was right above her ass, and I made easy work of unfastening it. As I stood back to admire my handy work, I noticed her bare back was covered in goosebumps.

“Lena, grab the t-shirt and put it on.”

She didn’t move but the laughter stopped.

Stepping around the white enormity that was her wedding train, I realized she was silent because she was testing her ability to chug a third of a bottle of whiskey down in one gulp.

“Chug! Chug! Chug!”

Why am I cheering this on? She’s half naked.

She finished the bottle and held it up triumphantly before abandoning the empty bottle on the bar top. She looked so proud of herself that I couldn’t help but smile.

“Good girl.”

She stopped mid-shuffle to the bathroom.

Uh oh, she’s gonna vomit.

“What did you just say?” she demanded.

“Good girl,” I enunciated.

“Don’t say that,” she warned.

The fuck?

“I’ll do what I want, but for curiosity’s sake, why?”

“Because I said so.”

I rolled my eyes.

“Go change, Lena.” I chugged from my half empty bottle of whiskey.

Turning around, she continued her shuffle with one arm holding the strapless, snow colored garment in place.

“Good girl.”

Spinning back around, she dropped her arm, and the dress went with it. She stood before me in nothing but a lacy, white thong with a garter belt, some sheer thigh white stockings and some sort of lacy, flowery nipple covers.

Fuck me running.

I had seen her in a bikini millions of times.

Hell, I had probably seen her naked before. We’ve all been friends since we were kids, and we all used to go skinny dipping all the time, but that was back when I had no reason to be looking so I didn’t.

You shouldn’t be looking now either, Dipshit.

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