-Eighty thousands! Holy fuck, is just a dress!- Melosa had been wandering around the dressing room, looking at the prizes in the catalogues, the designs and, even more important, the models, and assessing which ones she loved, hated or envied.

-Why are you torturing yourself?- Mi Mai pressed the button and another burst of flashes hit the poor model from several angles simultaneously. She didn't flinch and kept the smile like a pro.

-It's better than watching you torture the poor model.

Mi Mai had been hired for a convention of fashion designers specialized on wedding dresses. Along the events room of that ridiculously expensive hotel a lot of designers showed their products. Most of their stuff were photo albums plus a few mannequins, but the most renowned, and thus, better sponsored were using profesional models.

-She is used to it.- She pressed the button again. The young little brunette didn't move an inch.-  You are, right, dear?- Mantaining the smile and the pose, a hand on her hip, her upper body turned towards the left while her feet pointed to the right, she nodded almost imperceptibly.- I'm using a lot of light because... Well they are wedding dresses, everything has to be white, even the air.- Another click.- Thank you sweetheart, we are done.

-Thank you..., Mai, right? Photographers, and artists in general, use to be more worried about their ego than my comfort. You have been much better in comparison. Are you...- She bit her lower lip.- Would you want a coffee, perhaps, someday?

-I'd love to, Courtney, as long as my girlfriend over there...,- She pointed at Melosa, who suddenly was much less worried about prizes.- …, can come with us.

-Oh! Eh...- The model blushed and looked at her feet.- I better go.

-Are we done, then?- Melosa sat on one of the already empty barber chairs, after hours of frantic activity.

-Well, the equipment is not mine...- She stracted the memory card of the camera and put it in her pocket. She still had a lot of work to do at home, picking the best pictures and cleaning any possible tiny flaw with his edition program. Not a particularly hard task but quite boring.- So, yes.- She approached Melosa, and knelt in front of her, holding her hands.- Thank you for joining me.- She kissed each of her lover's thighs a couple of times, starting at her knees and going up to more sensitive regions, where the fabric of her denim shorts made pointless further advance.

-Seems that I cannot leave you alone with all those beauties...- Melosa pretended to be jealous to tease her lover a bit.

-Do you now what was I thinking?- Mai didn't take the bait.- All those dresses... I was thinking that, maybe, someday, I could find a model...,- She tickled softly Melosa's thigh.- I might have a fetish for models for some reason...- Melosa raised an eyebrow and pressed her lips.- Well, find a model and put her inside of one of those dresses, and..., you know, make her mine.- She licked her lips and winked an eye.

-Is there a particular victim you'd want to..., entangle in your web...,- Melosa bent down and whispered to Mai's lips so close that they could hold a coin.- …, you insatiable model predator.

-For being honest I have one in mind. That dress.- She indicated the direction with a movement of her head.- The tube skirt would keep my lovers legs closed.- She came closer to Melosa and rested her head on her left thigh, her nose just a few inches from the labia she had been kissing that very morning.- Closed except for me.- She nibbled Melosa's right thigh.- That chinese neck line, with those two buttons on the neck plus two more on the chest at the left holding that flap of cloth, and the whole dress. That blue rim, matching my ideal model's eye color. My brave warrior.- Putting her left arm between her lover's thighs, she pushed softly with her shoulder on her right knee, which let her sit on the footrest. Lifting slightly Melosa's t-shirt she placed her forehead against her warm skin, and opening the button and upper half of the zipper, she kissed the panty clad groin that she herself had trimmed about a week ago.

-Oh, my... I forgot that I had to call my mom...- Courtney walked into the dressing room again and froze in place the moment she saw the couple.- I'll grab my phone and...- Melosa asked her to come closer with a movement of her finger.

Melosa patted softly on Mai's shoulder and she moved away, still sitting on the footrest. Then Melosa tapped on both her thighs. Courtney understood the message but stood still. Melosa frowned and tapped again on her thighs. Hesitangtly Courtney approached her, remembering to close the door again. Melosa tapped again slightly harder and Courtney finally followed along and sat on Melosa's lap tilted to the left, thus facing Mai.

Mai parted Courtney's legs and she tensed. Placing the left hand on her guest's chest Melosa pushed her towards her own, the other hand on her lower belly boldly close to her pussy. Mei placed her head on Courney's left thigh, after kissing her on her belly which made her gulp. When Melosa moved aside the delicate veil Courtney was wearing, kissed her neck and placed her forehead against her cheek, she just froze.

-Courtney, right?- Melosa waited a moment to talk. The interpellated, while still immobile because of the shock, managed to nod.- My girlfriend here was telling me how would she dress me in our wedding. She has picked for me that one, at our left, with the chinese neck and the blue rim.- She rubbed her nose against Courtney's cheek, honestly enjoying her perfume.- I was wondering what would fit her well. Could you help me, please, darling?

-Well, I...- She gulped again, her eyes closed, almost hyperventilating, that starnger's breath warming up her neck and not only, shivers running up her spine.- That one.- She finally said.- Flared skirt, overbust neckline, bare shoulders, opera gloves.- She made a pause to regain her breath after Melosa kissed her neck and Mai her thigh, very close to her groin. Melosa's right hand had gone a bit bolder and her left hand was resting over the base of her breast.- A purple band around her waist, matching her hair extensions. A necklace with an amethyst, perhaps. And a tiara...,- She made a pause, unsure of what she was about to say next.- …,for a beauty queen.

Mai kissed Courtney's mound through a gap between two of Melosa's fingers, which she had left open exactly for that purpose. Courtney moaned deeply and grabbed the chair's armrests, an orgams building much faster than she would have suspected.

-That's a great idea, darling.- Melosa nibbled Courtney's neck.- What do you say, my love?

-Delighted.- Sliding her hands up Courtney's legs, into the dress, she massaged her calves, knowing that she had a long day ahead wearing those heels. Courtney would have thanked her if she wasn't too focused on her next breath and the heat on her crotch.

-Now, let's say that my girlfriend here likes you.- She emphasized the “my”.- Instead of a coffee shop it's an expensive restaurant.- Courtney did her best to nod.- I'm also there despite how much you must hate me.

-I don't...- Melosa interrumpted her kissing softly her lips while Mai did the same on her mound just and inch over her clit.- She moaned audibly again, the orgasm about to rock hard.

-Ssssh, listen, you gorgeous little thing.- Courtney gulped once more and nodded.- How would you dress us. Let you imagination go wild.- She kissed Courtney's chin and cupped her left breast.

-I'm...- She tried her best to hold back her orgasm and keep talking.- I'm going to insist on the opera gloves.- Mai slidded her hands up Courtney's legs, caressing with her fingers all the way up and squezzed softly her buttocks.- Mmmph! The chinese neck is also a good idea.- In a sudden, Mai lifted Courtney's skirt, opened her legs obscenely and stuck her head between her thighs, letting the skirt fall over.- I...- She was having a hard time trying to sneak words between breathes in and out.- Something like silk or satin.

Melosa grabbed Courtney's head with both her hands and forced her tongue in her mouth. The astonished brunette after the initial shock responded quickly tongue wrestling with that astoundingly beautiful stranger.

-Oh, no!- Melosa broke the kiss as abruptly as it had started.- My apologies, darling.- She lied.- I guess I'm just a horny slut.- That was half true.- Keep talking, please.- Her hands returned to their prior position.

-A triangle of skin showing above your bust, aaaaaaand... -Mai started to rub her nose against Courtney's clit. She tried to close her legs but Mai forced them open again, even more than before.- Yours in blue, hers in purple.- She was breathing hard, her heart about to rip open her chest.- And a big slit on the side of a leg, up to the hip minimum. No panties, I'd rather.

-Really?- Melosa licked Courtney's neck from her clavicle up to her ear.- And why would you want us to show so much skin?- She massaged Court's breasts shamelessly.

-Because what is beautiful never should be hidden.- Mai nibbled Courtney's right labia through her panties and she came in an outburst. She tried to move aside, trying to flee from herself to nowhere in particular, but Melosa held her tight granting Mai unlimited access.

Afraid that someone might have heard the scream, Melosa and Mai helped Courtney on her feet and tidied her dress and veil as best as possible. Still in her afterglow she let them do.

-Hey.- Mai grabbed her by her hips and brought her closer, careful not to wrinkle it again.- Do you hear me?- Coutney nodded, her senses coming back slowly.- I guess that a threesome would be too liberal for you, my dear.- She kissed softly her lips pocking with her tongue on the upper one.- So this is a goodbye.

Mai grabbed Melosa's hand and headed towards the door. Courtney stood there still in a daze. An inner voice was prompting her to do something, or say something. As if she would be about to lose an opportunity. As if something precious were about to slip between her fingers. With the upper functions of her brain still rebooting her brain amygdala took control.

-Wait!