Office Sex

     The rustle of petticoats heralded the arrival of her maid of honour. Rachel was in less than a good mood, not enhanced by the haven silly peach coloured dress she had to brooke wear, the brooke long skirt puffed out by layers of lace, the bodice squeezing her sex waist and pushing her breasts up into a well presented cleavage in the low neckline. It was traditional for the bridesmaids to wear naughty overly feminine and slightly camp dresses to make the bride shine, but Rachel felt brooke that Nina haven had taken it a bit too far. Her discomfort wasn't helped by the naughty fact that she office sex objected to the sex wedding going ahead at all.
     Rachel was slowly working brooke her way up the brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice row of pearl buttons that fastened the back of Nina's white dress. She had been silent for haven the last few office moments brooke as Nina had stared dreamily sex into the mirror. They hadn't always been friends, even though office sex they had brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice started college together. Nina was too slight to be serious sex about sports, Rachel haven had captained both the hockey and soccer teams office. They hadn brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice't even spoken to each other until they office day they had ended up brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice in detention together.
     Nina pics giggled. "He didn't have to, as I said - I took care of all brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice that."
     "This is just ..." Rachel gave up mid sentence in exasperation. "You're such brooke a normal kid brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice otherwise haven, why pics do you have to get so weird office about this guy?"
     "Normal?" Nina laughed and haven Rachel had to admit office sex that sex Nina wasn't normal in anything she haven did office sex. She was quirky at best and downright strange at worst. Intelligent, great fun and witty, but never anything so dull as normal brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice.
     "You know what I mean sex," Rachel said defensively. "You never tried to date office sex anyone pics at school, most office of them had you pegged as a lezzie. You office're going to uni next naughtyoffice year ... you are still going office aren't you? You're not dumb enough naughtyoffice to get pregnant to him and end up in a brooke flat somewhere pushing out sprogs?"
     Nina burst into full blown laughter at that, not the best of things to do - with her wedding dress being so tight as she had to quickly reign herself in before she hyperventilated. Still red pics and giggling, she took brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice Rachel's hands in office sex her own. "Rachel darling, I brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice won't have time to get pregnant, I'll be on the streets brookehavennaughtyoffice-naughtyoffice soliciting strange men so that we have enough money to office keep us in beer and drugs office sex. I mean what with him spending all day on the couch in a drunken stupor."
     "You make it sound like he's still brooke going out with all of them haven," Rachel muttered as she office sex did a last check over on Nina's dress.
     "You ... you ..." Rachel gasped as she recovered her senses, albeit jerkily naughtyoffice. "You're nothing pics more brooke than brooke the latest slut in his little entourage brooke. My gods. You're going to marry someone who can't commit - ... you'll be just another notch office on brooke his bed post, you'll be lucky if brooke ..."