Blushing Bride Chapter 5

This was it. I was getting married. She did look very beautiful in the wedding dress I knew so well. It was strapless, hanging from her nice round breasts better than it did on my boyish figure, narrowing at the waist before becoming long, flowing skirts. Made of shimmering white silk and lace, it seemed to sparkle as she sashayed towards me. With the white veil covering her face and her dyed golden blonde hair, she could almost have been mistaken for me on that special night, were it not for her feminine curves, the way her cleavage showed above the dress' lacy bodice.

"I prefer the dress on you," Mark whispered.

He was wrong, Gina looked so beautiful in the dress that I almost fell in love with her all over again. My jealousy at how the dress looked on her perfect feminine figure was overcome with lust and stronger feelings, love and affection. This was the woman I was going to spend the rest of my life with. It didn't matter if I wouldn't get to be a beautiful woman again if I could marry one. Besides, the memories of all that I had got up to on my stag night would be with me forever. The only thing that held me back still was that I had never been able to thank Mark for making it all happen, not properly thank him anyway. Hearing him say the dress looked better on me made my heart skip a beat and for a moment I considered jacking in the whole wedding and living for the rest of my life as Mark's girlfriend instead, but he brought me back to my senses.

"It's your wedding day, this isn't the time to be having doubts," he whispered.

"But the other night was something else, something special, and it can never happen again."

"Now you're married, you don't know what kind of kinky things you and Gina can get up to."

And that was it. I was getting married. My beautiful bride stood beside me at the altar. I looked at her and was just able to see reflected back at me from beneath her veil all the feelings I was experiencing, love and happiness mingled with nerves and a little regret at what we were giving up to be together.