Eight: Wedding

Erin's pov:

I hadn't seen Lisa anywhere in the house. When I asked Julie, she said something about her disappearing after a call and my guts didn't sit so well with it.

Whoever that had called my Lisa had better not be that bastard, Bruce. I still wondered how they got together and how Lisa had allowed him to even get close to her.

If looks could kill, he would have been dead that evening that I saw him eyeing her. He had no right to even look in her direction.

I kept pacing around, keeping my eyes on the wall clock. I was expecting a call from Brandon. I had things to do, work to finish and a revenge to plan.

Getting tangled around Julie's fingers was the least of them. When I had waited for what seemed like hours, I impatiently walked into Julie's room and found her dressing up.

“Going somewhere?” I called her attention to me. She trying to get a corset up her body so when she turned to look at me, it instantly fell off her.

I walked to her, knowing she had let it down on purpose but I wasn't going to fall for it. At least not now.

“The mall. I'm needed at the mall” She glued her eyes on me as I helped her lift and tightened her corset. She noticed how I didn't flinch and she held my arms back.

“Are you okay?”

I grinned, cupping her face,“Because I didn't bend you over and fuck you? Trust me, we have all the time in the world for that after the wedding.”

“But we—”

“We have to shop for wedding items, don't we?”

Her face lit up instantly, “Yes, we do.” Her attention was dived quickly into it. Her hands that were previously on my chest went to her phone and I let out a sigh of relief.

She brought the phone to my face so I could see it, “I have so many colors in mind. I can hardly choose one out of all of them but I just want something unique.”

She scrolled through many pictures that I almost lost count of them. At some point there, everything she was saying came to haut in my ear like I was deaf.

I was so lost that I didn't hear her calling me again. When I finally got myself back, I asked the same question again.

“Shopping? For what?” I was lost again.

She made this Barbie pose that had me cackling in my head, “For the wedding of course. We haven't even selected an outfit yet. Everything is stalling and I don't like it, baby,” She was beginning to whine.

I let out a grunt that showed my frustration but I hid it, taking her hand in mine instead to comfort her.

“Come on darling, the kids are there to take care of everything. They can shop for colors and you can just make your choice from there,” I told her, trying to see if she'd choose to stay back instead but she insisted.

“They won't be able to find what I like or what actually suits the wedding. Lisa would have done all of that but she obviously hates you and she has her job to look after.”

“Sure thing,” That was all I could say. I agreed with everything else, except for the part that Lisa hates me. She doesn't.

She just hates the fact that I'm with her mother and not her.

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We had gotten to the mall and the first thing I did was taking a seat and letting her do the shopping. Each color sh had taken out were either too shiny, not dull or just not he type.

And for each time that happened, I found myself yawning terribly.

“Do you like this?” She lifted a burgundy colored material in my face. Though I wasn't so much of a color fan, this very one came out perfectly nice.

“I love it baby” I told her, hoping her reaction would be as good as mine and thankfully, it was.

She wrapped it around herself and went to stand in front of the mirror. She wrapped perfectly around her body, the curves were displayed so beautifully that I didn't know she had caught me staring.

“You like it?” She asked, looking at me from the mirror, lust laced her eyes and before I knew it, I was turned on.

I stood up, using one hand to draw the curtain to cover the dressing room completely. I took forward steps towards her. From behind, I lifted the lace up and trailed her panties.

I gently bent her over, making sure that her eyes didn't leave the mirror. I skillfully dragged her panties to the side and dug two of my fingers into her. Her pussy gave in to the stretch, causing me to groan.

She trembled under my touch, giving my groin a satisfying feeling. I could say that with Julie, I was a complete sex maniac but with Lisa, I was tamed to some point.

“Erin…” She moaned, arching her head back. I dropped my head to her neck, sucking and nibbling on them while I fingered her from behind.

She let out a moan that made me cover her mouth, “Shh darling, do you want the world to see you drenched in your cum with my fingers fixing you?”

When she moaned again, I found myself thinking about Lisa. When I looked into the room and was met with the sad realization that it wasn't her.

My lust instantly died right there. I quickly took out my fingers, grabbed a tissue nearby and wiped them clean. Julie was equally shaken when I pulled out, stood staring at me.

“Are you okay? You just—”

“I’m fine love. Can we round up? I have this blasting headache and I need to rest my head,” I lied.

Her lips twisted to a frown as she cupped my face, “Sorry darling. I'll round up quickly and we'll be on our way home soon, okay?”

I nodded, releasing myself from her as I settled into a chair, waiting for her to finish.

She would never be her.