The top seems small. It's obviously designed to enhance small tittied girls. But Breezy has big full tits that will overwhelm the small amount of fabric designed to cup a small breast. Her deep cleavage will be the envy of every woman in the room. There are only two thin spaghetti straps connecting the bodice to the open back.
While the skirt itself is full, the waistline that connects the barely there bodice is a micro stretchy material. I'm certain it's designed for all shapes and sizes to be comfortable in it, but Breezy's waistline is trim and tight. Her hourglass figure is going to show off how stunning she is.
In the bottom of the box is a folded note sitting on top of her deep plum stiletto shoes.
Now, don't be upset over the simple design of the dress. I had to consider how to make everyone beautiful and comfortable within a tight budget.
You can't help being beautiful. You just are. And you have to learn to stop pretending you aren't. Be(YOU)tifull!
L.Y.L.A.S.
You're the bestest!
Despite myself, I get a boner thinking about how fucking good she's going to look in this dress.
I take it to the clothesline and hang it up. Then hurry back to the box containing my tuxedo. I want to get it out and hang it next to hers so the size of mine will camouflage hers.
I'm wearing a black tuxedo with a black bow tie and white shirt, and there's a dark plum cummerbund matching Breezy's dress. Underneath is also a folded note from Jenny.
Blaze,
Summer is going to be stunning in her gown. I expect you to guard her with your life! Don't leave her side for a single moment at the reception. I won't have her groped by a bunch of drunk men!
If you do, I promise you, you'll die a thousand deaths at my hand.
I'm not joking!
Love,
Jenny
I crack up with her threat and only pray that she doesn't kill me for being the one who can't keep his hands off her.
ChapterTen
Summer
Jenny sent a text two hours ago that they had arrived, and the hotel staff was very accommodating. She and the other four bridesmaids were relaxing by the pool, drinking margaritas, and she wanted me to come join them.
When we enter the parking lot of the bar, I give Blaze a quick kiss and then slide out of the double-dually cab. Larry is waiting in his car for me.
"I'll see you in two hours," I tell him.
He pulls out of the parking lot to go back to the ranch to feed Mookie Duke.
When I open Larry's door to slide in, he says, "Passengers ride in the back."
"Oh, shit!" I say and get back out.
He chuckles when I slide in the rear seat.
As soon as we leave the parking lot, he starts talking about Blaze. I listen intently, wanting to learn who the boy became from someone who only knows him as a ballplayer and a businessman.
He says, "Blaze bought that ranch a few years back, you know."
"No, I didn't know that."
"Yeah, he needed a place to unwind to find his center. He was pretty lost back then. Driven and lonely can break a man." He tells me as he gazes up into the rearview mirror to look me in the eye. "Being lost can make a man do stupid things."