There I was getting married but I felt in order to be a good, faithful wife I had to get Julia off my mind. My wedding probably wasn't the most appropriate of times, but seeing her in her maid of honor dress only made me want her even more.
She has been my best friend since high school and the truth is I have wanted to fuck her since we went to college together. It was the first time I got to see her naked and the first time for either of us to kiss another woman. We stood together with our naked breasts pressed against each other and kissed. It wasn't too long, but it was passionate. Afterward, we giggled about it and nothing more ever came from it.
So here I was with Julia's smooth hands all over me as she helped me get into my dress. Her red hair was in curls and hanging in shimmering strands around her beautiful face. My pulse pounded as she leaned into me to fasten an eye hook of the corset. Her perfume filled my nostrils. Julia cupped one of my breasts to set it right and in that instant I could not contain myself. I pressed my lips against hers and plunged my tongue into her mouth.
"Leah," she protested, pulling away. "You'll smear your lipstick."
"Who cares," I said grabbing her face and ramming my tongue back into her mouth.