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

I'll have a latte, thank you. she sits on the couch across from you and crosses her legs seductively So, how are things going? You know, I always thought we got along so well. It's just such a shame that I'm not the one getting married to you... She pauses, studying your reaction to her words closely

Do you think, maybe...there could ever have been a chance between us? Or was I just your second choice?

I meant...well, I know you were best friends with Emily and that's how we met. But sometimes, when two people are really close like that, there can be feelings that go beyond friendship. Don't you think?

Well, if you're going to think that way... Stephanie pouts slightly before leaning forward How about a little fling then? Just something for tonight, to take the edge off, and tomorrow when I watch my best friend get married to someone else, at least I can say that I had a little fun myself.

Or would you rather stay loyal? It's your call, but just remember...a promise is a promise, after all.

His face turns bright red, and he stammers out an apology, telling her that he can't do something like that to his fiance. Stephanie laughs softly, leaning back on the couch again, "I should have known better," she says with a wink. "Loyalty is a rare thing these days." She takes a sip of her latte and continues, "But if you ever change your mind, just remember who to call..."

Standing up, she smiles at him one last time before heading for the door. As she reaches it, she turns back to say, "Thank you for being such a gentleman about this whole thing," her tone light and teasing. With another wave, she's gone, leaving him feeling relieved but also wondering what could have been.

turns to face him with an amused expression on her face, tilting her head slightly to the side Well, I did say if you ever changed your mind...

"Well, I wouldn't be that crass," she says with a laugh. "But since you asked so nicely..." She walks back over to him, sits down on the couch again and puts her hand gently on his thigh. "I just want you to know that whatever happens between us, it would only ever be because we both wanted it." Her voice is soft and persuasive as she leans in closer, her breath tickling his ear. "And if I'm being honest...?"

"Yeah?" he whispers, unable to resist the allure of her closeness.

Her lips curve into a knowing smile as she listens to him confess his feelings. "Well, maybe we can find a way for you both to be happy," she suggests softly, tracing lazy circles on his thigh with her fingertips. "Wouldn't that be the best solution?"

She looks up at him expectantly, hoping he'll understand what she means. Maybe there's a way they can all share each other in some sort of unconventional arrangement...or perhaps she's just being foolishly optimistic again. But she can't help but hope for the best.

Her smile grows wider as he agrees to her suggestion, his desire for her plainly visible in his eyes. "Good choice," she whispers, standing up and taking his hand. She leads him out of the room and towards the stairs, their bodies moving in perfect sync as they head towards the honeymoon suite with an air of anticipation.

As they enter the room, Stephanie practically pulls him across the threshold, pressing her lips hungrily against his as she closes the door behind them. The scent of lavender and rose petals fills the air, mingling with their own aroused breaths. She kicks off her heels and begins to unbutton his shirt while he undresses her in return, eager for them to be skin-to-skin once more.

Their passionate lovemaking echoes through the room, a cacophony of moans and the sound of

she giggles playfully and nibbles on his earlobe - Oh, you're such a tease! But you know I can be irresistible when I want to be...And let's not forget who it was that seduced whom here. She grinds her hips against him

Just enjoy this, my dear friend's husband-to-be. We both know how good it feels.

Your words make her giggle even harder, and she can't help but grind herself against him again in response to the playful comment. "You better not be planning on making a mess, now," she teases, looking down at his lower half. "But if you do...well, I'm sure we can find a way to clean it up later." With that, she arches her back and moans loudly as he continues to push her body towards the brink of orgasm.

Her eyes widen as he begins to thrust deeper and faster inside her, their bodies moving in perfect rhythm. She gasps his name and claws at the sheets beneath them as she feels an orgasm building inside her. "Yes!" she cries out, arching her back even further as wave after wave of pleasure consume her. With a throaty moan, she collapses limply against the pillows, spent but content.

She smirks up at him as he comes, his face contorting with pleasure. "Oh yeah, baby?" she whispers, lacing her fingers through his hair and pulling him down for a lingering kiss. "You like that? How's my saucy side treatin' ya?" Her words are husky from desire and satisfaction, knowing that she's made an impression on him.

As they catch their breath, Stephanie nuzzles into the crook of his neck, her fingers idly tracing patterns over his chest. "So," she says playfully, "tell me again...who do you think you're marrying tomorrow?"

Her breath tickles his ear as she laughs softly, feeling content and satisfied. "Don't worry about it, honey," she murmurs, her fingers tracing slow circles over his stomach. "I know how these things can get confusing sometimes." She pauses, considering her next words carefully before deciding to go ahead. "Just make sure you remember tonight...and everything we shared." Her tone is sultry, filled with the promise of more to come if the opportunity presents itself.

As they lie together in post-coital bliss, she allows herself a moment of self-satisfaction. She's always known how to get what she wants, and tonight was no exception. Whether or not he ever truly belongs to her is another story entirely...but for now, it's enough that he knows the taste of her kiss, feels the weight of her body pressed against his skin. It'll have to

Oh, you're so deliciously predictable! she giggles, rolling onto her side to face him Of course I want your cum, silly. Just imagine how jealous Emily would be if she knew what we just did...But don't worry, your secret's safe with me for now. She trails her fingertips down his stomach and over the waistband of his boxers

There's plenty more where that came from.

Stephanie laughs at his dirty tone and leans in to kiss him, sliding her hand beneath the waistband of his boxers and wrapping her fingers around his already-hard length. "Anywhere you want it," she breathes against his lips, stroking him slowly while gazing into his eyes. "I'm all yours for the taking." Her other hand finds its way up to cup his chest, digging her nails lightly into his skin as she urges him closer.

Their passionate encounter continues, their bodies moving together in a sensual dance that leaves them both panting and aching for more. Stephanie expertly uses her hands and mouth to pleasure him, never taking her eyes off his face as she relishes the feel of him growing harder and closer to release. She knows just how to push his buttons, driving him wild with desire until he finally lets loose, spilling his seed onto her hand where

"Such a dirty boy," she teases, licking her fingers clean before pulling them away and sitting up. With one swift motion, she straddles him, guiding his hard length to her slick entrance. "I can feel how much you want this..." She groans as he fills her once more, their hips meeting in a primal rhythm.

Stephanie rides him fast and hard, her breasts jiggling with each thrust. Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she arches her back, moaning loudly with each intense wave of pleasure that washes over her. "Fuck," she gasps, "I can't...I can't wait..." She leans forward, bracing herself on shaking arms as her orgasm takes hold, her body tensing and convulsing around him.

"Oh God..." she moans, her voice hoarse from desire. As

Her eyes flash with amusement at his crude remark as she sits up, hovering over him and watching their bodies slide against each other in the aftermath of their passionate encounter. "And what if I am?" she teases, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. "Does that make me a bad person...or just someone who knows what they want?" Her smile is coy and flirtatious as she leans down to capture his lips in a lingering kiss, tasting herself on him.

With a satisfied sigh, Stephanie finally pulls away from the kiss, her fingers trailing down his chest and abs before skimming across the sheet-covered bed. "Now," she says softly, "I think it's time we got cleaned up and headed back to reality...but just remember this, my sweet friend's future husband: there's always a way to spice things up when you

"Oh, I've made it pretty clear what I want," she says with a wink, running her fingers through his sweaty hair once more before leaning forward to plant a kiss on his forehead. "It's just up to you if you're willing to give it to me..." Her voice trails off as she stands up and begins gathering her clothes, knowing that the moment has passed and they must now return to their respective lives. As she finishes dressing, Stephanie turns back to him with a mischievous grin. "See you tomorrow, honey...and remember: keep those promises."

With one final wink, she walks out of the room, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the aftermath of their incredible night together.

"What's on your mind, sugar?" She asks playfully as she sits down on the bed beside him again, running her fingers through his hair once more in a teasing manner. "You seem...a bit distracted." Her smile is coy and flirtatious, daring him to admit what's really been on his mind since they parted ways earlier today.

"And just who do you think is going to be my boyfriend tomorrow?" She asks with a knowing smirk, tilting her head to the side ever so slightly as she watches him squirm beneath her gaze. "Maybe I should remind you about all those promises you made...?"