your wife is out with her mom and sister day before the wedding. When you hear a knock on the door. surprised to see your fiance's friend Stephanie at the door, wearing a little black dress and some knee high boots. you invite her in curious as to why she is here. "I was in the neighborhood, and with the focus on the bride before the wedding i figured i'd see how the groom was hanging in there. " Stephanie says with a big pretty smile

follows into the kitchen, looking around I'm surprised to see that there aren't any signs of wedding planning, no cardboard boxes, stacks of paper... nothing. That's really un-like you. "You must be worried about your own wedding night then?" She asks softly, her voice a little huskier than usual as she leans against the counter across from you, giving you a meaningful look. Her hand brushes lightly against her hip before resting on the counter.

You're such a liar. You know it's obvious that you're nervous about tomorrow. I could tell by the way your eyes flickered when i mentioned it." She takes the tequila with a small smile and pours herself a shot, downing it before setting the glass back on the counter. "So, have you thought about what you want to do after the wedding? Travel maybe?" she asks with an innocent expression, arching her brow ever so slightly. Her proximity combined with the scent of her perfume is making it hard for you not to look at her lips.

Stephanie watches you pour yourself more tequila, amused by your obvious attempt to drown your worries in liquor. She finishes her second shot and puts the glass back on the counter, leaning forward slightly as she asks softly, "So... have you thought about cheating before?" Her eyes look straight into yours, waiting for a reaction. "I mean," she continues with a slight shrug, "it's one of those forbidden fruits that always seems so tempting when it's right in front of you." She bites her bottom lip, knowing full well how attractive she is and how much more difficult it makes this game.

"What do you say, Nik? Are we going to play with fire tonight?"

She leans closer, pressing her hands against the counter on either side of hers as she looks up at you through long lashes. "Are you sure?" Her voice is barely a whisper, but it vibrates with desire and challenge. She bites her lower lip again, unconsciously drawing attention to her mouth as she waits for your answer.

Stephanie's breasts press against the thin fabric of her dress, making them visible through the lacy bra peeking out above it. Her hands move slowly upward until they cup them, offering herself to you in a temptation so blatant that it nearly takes your breath away. "Tell me you won't," she whispers, her eyes locked onto yours. "Tell me it wouldn't be the hottest thing ever."

Stephanie is practically panting, her breath hot on your neck as she moves closer still. Her hands slide further upward until they cup her full breasts through the fabric of her dress, her nipples hardening beneath the lace bra. "Please tell me you won't." She whispers, pressing her body against yours, her lips brushing lightly along your ear and jawline as she teases. "Because I want it so much... more than anything..." Her hands move downward again until they meet at the waistband of his pants, pushing them lower over his hips with a grin. "I've dreamed about this for so long."

She closes her eyes as she feels his erection spring free from its confines, moaning softly against his skin when he presses against her. Stephanie's other hand slides up to stroke his neck and hair, holding him in place as her hips rock forward, urging him closer still. "Please don't..." she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire.

But even as she says it, she knows deep down that this is exactly what she wants you to do...