A Smoking Hot Blonde

Your eyes are treated to the sight of a young woman with short, sexy blonde lob hair that partially covers her shoulders.

She's wearing a simple light blue tank top that doesn't shy from her chest, exposing her rather small but cute breatsts.

She takes a look back to what you presume is her mother and sister before turning her gaze back at you, flashing you a warm, bright smile that could melt ice cold chocolate in an instant.

"Hi there!I'm Sophia, we have an appointment with Mr Stuart at 10.05 am?"

She asks as she extends a hand, showing off her gentle, smooth voice that could, if given the chance, calm a raging bull.

After staring at the blonde for a solid five seconds or so, you quickly shake off your thoughts and shake Sophia's hand firmly, feeling how soft her skin is against your touch.

"That would be me, it's a pleasure to meet you all"

Your eyes subconsciously glimmer at Sophia as you take turns to shake hands with her family.

You've seen countless soon to be brides step into the shop since you were a kid but somehow, this one feels rather different as you usher everyone to a spot in the shop, catching, if not for a single moment, Sophia's round, bubbly ass against her leggings.

'Snap out of it Halls and start acting professionally'

An inner voice nags at you as Sophia's family takes a seat at a long, comfortable couch.

"So before we get started shopping, why don't you tell me more about the dress you have in mind"

Your voice is slightly shaky but confident nevertheless as you speak to Sophia with a warm, welcoming smile.

"Well, what I'm looking for is kind of a sexy-ish dress, something that shows off my chest and maybe, just maybe, my back"

Sophia says with that signature smile you could wake up to every morning, looking at the direction of her mother who's shaking her head furiously at the mention of 'shows off'.

"I don't think so little girl, we agreed on something more conservative remember?"

Sophia's mother starts to speak, causing both Sophia and her sister to roll her eyes playfully.

"And I'm guessing you'll be the one who's paying for everything"

I chuckle, pointing at the mother who replies with a solid nod on her head.

"The budget is 2500 dollars, and since I'm paying for the damn dress, I think I'll get the last say, say yes to the that"

Sophia laughs it off playfully, her face looks even more stunning when she bursts into laughter.

Finally, you instruct the family members to stay put while you and Sophia take a walk to the changing rooms,walking past all the other wedding dresses just waiting to be picked.

As you guide Sophia to the dressing rooms, you professionally and casually asked her about her soon to be husband, something your mother always advised in order to connect with the bride.

"Well, he's name is Stan, he's an accountant, we met in college at a party of all places, we kind of banged that night and from there, we just hit it off.

She whispers playfully at the last part, as if it's a playful secret she wouldn't want her mother to hear.

"What about you? Do you have a special someone just waiting to walk down the aisle?"

Sophia asks with a level of enthusiasm and passion that just narrowly misses the sarcasm line, almost as if she's poking fun at how serious our society takes love.

Or is she? Who cares anyway, this is erotica writing, not a chapter on philosophy or something.

You scratch your neck at the question, overwhelmed at the ironic fact you haven't thought much about your own love life while being a wedding dress consultant.

"Nope, if we're all whispering to each other"

You say as you start to soften your voice, leaning close to Sophia's ears in a playful manner.

"This is kind of sad, but my last girlfriend was when I was in high school, I'm 25 years old now"

Sophia bursts into laughter, playfully, at least you think, poking fun at you as she wipes an imaginary tear from her eye.

"Go ahead, laugh your heart out"

You say sarcastically, a smile on your lips as Sophia regains control of herself.

"I wouldn't worry about it, if we're all confessing here, no amount of booze or weed in the world is enough to convince me sex is great with an accountant, at least with my accountant anyway"

Sophia smirks as you start to enter the changing rooms.

"And I'm going to marry the guy"

She continues before plunging down on a bean bag in the dressing room.

You tell Sophia that you're going to find her perfect dress before leaving her to her own.

As your eyes scans the rows upon rows of wedding dresses you have in store, you're surprised at how friendly and open Sophia is, her wish list of her perfect dress in the back of your mind as you search and scourer the shop.

Finally, your eyes spot the perfect wedding dress, tucked in between a mermaid styled dress and a ball gown styled dress.

You excitedly grab the dress by the wooden hanger, twirling it around to give it a visual inspection before giving it a green light, handing it to April as you instruct her to help Sophia put it on.

"Sure thing boss"

Was all April said before she disappeared into the changing rooms.

You heart feels as if its about to perform a play, right in front of thousands of people as you grow more nervous and anxious with each passing second.

'All I can do is hope that Sophia and her family likes the dress and if not, there's always more options'

You affirm yourself as you make your way back to Sophia's family, informing them that Sophia will be here any moment.

Out of the blue, a beautiful blonde haired Sophia, dressed in a stunningly sexy mermaid wedding dress comes into view, a wide, excited grin on her face as she confidently walks towards you.

You notice the dress dips right at Sophia's chest, letting everyone a look at her cute breatsts.

The dress even drops and rises at Sophia'curves, showing off her nicely rounded, bubbly ass.

Like a princess in a ball, Sophia twirls and spins, the fluffy gown that surrounds her legs spins with her as she shows off her exposed back that ends just before reaching her ass.

"Well Sophia, I can tell you're clearly excited about this dress"

You say with a grin, completely unbeknownst that a mountain is slowly but surely rising on your crotch.

Sophia smiles at you, giddy as a school girl as she looks at her reflection on a nearby mirror, her mother and sister gazing at her with the same enthusiasm.

"I am, I really am!"

Sophia says as she covers her mouth with both her hands, clearly excited at how beautiful the dress and by extension, she is.

"Well, it's not as covering as I had hoped"

Sophia's mother says firmly as she eyes her daughter from head to toe.

"But since you look so damn happy in it, how the heck can I say no?"

Sophia smiles in delight at her mother's words, moving to give her family a tight, warm hug as you spot Sophia start to swell water in her eyes.

"I'm going to get married!"

Sophia yells passionately as she jumps up and down as if she were on a trampoline.

Through it all, your eyes are glued to Sophia's sexy open back, thinking how much of a lucky bastard Stan is for having Sophia all to himself.

A soft, gentle voice snaps you out of your rather suspect thoughts as Sophia looks at you with all her glamour, similar as to how a rabbit looks upon its owner for a carrot.

"So Stuart, since we all love this dress"

Sophia says, looking rather hopeful as her entire family gazes at you.

"Care to tell us how much it is? "

Upon hearing that question, you entire body feels like you were just thrown out of a moving plane, the wind furiously cutting across your face and hair.

In your eagerness to find the perfect dress for Sophia, you've managed to completely forget about the price or Sophia's budget.

'Shit..... rookie mistake Hall'

An inner voice tells you as you gaze back at Sophia and her family, knowing you'll have to crush their smiles with the price tag.

"It's ahhh...... It's 5250 thousand dollars"

You say quickly, hoping that will somehow ease the pain.

Sophia's face drops to the floor upon hearing your words, disappointment clearly on her face as she looks at her own dress, then to her own family, as if looking for support.

Her mother and sister both look at Sophia with apologetic looks, knowing her dream dress is superbly beyond their budget.

"Oh....... Well that's not good"

Sophia says, her once upbeat and enthusiastic voice is now far more linear and flat.

"I-Is there any other dress like this but cheaper?"

Sophia asks, trying her best not to cry in front of you.

Before much thought could be put, you instinctively shake your head at Sophia, which only serves to crush her further.

"Oh, well I guess I should take this off and find other dresses then"

Sophia's tone betrays her words, you can clearly see she is in love with this dress but there's really nothing you can do.

This isn't a bargain shop where you can bargain for deals or discounts, this is a wedding shop, your wedding shop and you have to adhere to the policies.

But as you catch Sophia walking towards the changing rooms, her soft, angelic like open back calling out to you, her round ass shaking side to side with each step she takes, you realize your mistake might be an opportunity for both of Sophia and you.

You calmly leave Sophia's family to jog casually towards her until you catch Sophia next to the front desk.

Your mind races and wanders what to say to her when you call out her name, Sophia twisting her body to see you.