Grooming the maid of honor

This path is intended to be shorter than Donny P’s and will probably focus on less characters, but hopefully it will also be a good read. The first chapter will shorten some exposition about the characters and the MC discovering the app to avoid too much repetition, however, so I advise you read his story first.

After a few minutes of enduring the two girls’ gossip and vapid conversations -especially on my future bride’s part, I had to admit- I had excused myself, making up a story about some business call and was now sitting in the men's bathroom. I had first discarded the app as a scam, and that’s something I happen to see a lot in my line of work so I should know… But now it was something worth investigating as soon as possible.

I first went to Simone’s profile, which I didn’t learn much from about the lady and not enough about the app itself. Then I read the instructions. All of it. Knowledge is power, and even more so in this case, so I thought I better not overlook anything.

I didn’t really care how it worked from a… mechanical point of view? Neither did I give a shit about the moral implications. The only thing that interested me was how I could benefit from it. How much money and how many pussies I could get thanks to it.

And the answer in both cases was only the same as usual: All of it, depending on how well I played my cards. But this time, I had just been given a few handfuls of additional cards, and I was not foolish enough to ignore such an opportunity. The main question was, what should I focus on first. As I walked back to the resort’s restaurant, the answer was clear: money.

As I laid eyes on Simone’s cleavage, I knew I would choose the other way around.

I wanted her.

I had wanted her for months, since I started dating her best friend. She was a sexy bitch with a body to die for and a high charisma. She was also an actually clever girl, though certainly not as much as she would give herself credit for. The only reason why I chose Nicole over her was that I knew she would be easier to manipulate, but the stunning Asian girl still had some weaknesses to exploit. To begin with, she was proud enough to offer me a few blind spots. And also to make me want all the more to have her fall from her pedestal, pin her in the dirt and fuck her until she begs for mercy. Or for more fucking. Or both.

Just thinking about it, I had to sit down smoothly and hide my growing erection behind the tablecloth. "Hey, did I miss some interesting gossip?" I asked my wife-to-be, pecking her on the cheek.

She giggled, but her half-naughty half-shy smile turned into childish pouting as she replied, "We were talking about Simone’s recent breakup. It’s so bad, I was excited to have my best friend and maid of honor bring her boyfriend to my wedding! Why did you have to do this, and now of all times?"

"I don't want to talk about it." Simone took a long sip of her fruity drink, probably to drown the sound of her gritting teeth. "I just want to move on."

What Nicole ignored but I knew from spying on Simone’s phone was that there was a reason for this breakup: The Asian girl had caught her boyfriend cheating on her with Opal, one of their friends and one of Nicole’s bride’s maids. Maybe I could use that if the occasion presented itself, but for now I had another opening. "Well, if you really want to move on, there’s one method that has worked for generations of bride’s maids: sex."

Simone frowned. "What do you mean?" The fact that she didn’t outright **** me for talking so openly then ignore my corpse for the rest of the evening to show her disdain was already exceptional. The fact that she asked me to elaborate was proof that some sort of magic was operating.

"You know how weddings are. People have sex. Especially when it's such a fantastic wedding like one on a tropical island! The bride's maids are supposed to be young and full of energy, so it's normal for them to have a lot of sex, especially if they are as beautiful as you are. If they don’t, what hope is there for the other guest? And what a grim omen for the newlyweds? Their marriage is doomed to be joyless and fruitless."

Simone's eyes went blank.

-30 BS. 60 remaining.

That was so fucking weird. It was like getting a phone notification in my brain.

It was also the confirmation that either I was insane or this shit worked.

"Yeah, I guess that's true," said Simone. "It's pretty normal for the bride's maids to fuck their way through the guest list. I'm just not feeling it tonight. Besides, who would I have sex with?"

Okay, time to be a little bit daring. "Isn’t it obvious? Me!" Well, you know when I said a little bit? I lied. That’s what I do. For a living.

"WHAT?!" both girls exclaimed in unison.

"Yeah, I know how it sounds, but think about it: As the maid of honor, it’s your duty to make sure that everything is perfect during the whole wedding. You also know that Nicole wants to wait until our vows before I can deflower her. I respect her wishes and beliefs, and frankly what kind of husband would I be otherwise? But I also have my own needs, and the closer we are to the wedding, the more it’s frustrating and unbearable. The groom being in such a state is far from perfect, and as the maid of honor it is your duty to take care of it. Sure, you will enjoy it, especially now that you’re stressed and sexually frustrated from your breakup, but it’s also what you commited to when you accepted this role."

Once again, her eyes went blank. I even saw a shiver run through her body. But ultimately…

-40 BS. 20 remaining.

It was obviously expansive, but it would certainly be worth it.

Simone blushed and looked at me. She didn’t seem happy about the situation, but she was seeing my point. She also seemed slightly excited, judging by the way she breathed. However…

"Wait!" Nicole exclaimed, all worked up. "What about me? You won’t cheat on me a few days away from our wedding, will you?"

I gave her my most reassuring smile. I didn’t plan for her to have a say in this after I was done using the app’s power on her friend, but I should be able to BS my way through this. I already had an idea about how to convince her, hopefully it would not cost too many points. Otherwise… Maybe I could now marry Simone, since she was currently the most **** to my lies.

"Oh, I’m not worried about that. First, certainly you will agree with me that it is not cheating as long as I have your consent, if not your blessing?"

"Yes, but I don’t…” she tried to protest, but I interrupted her.

"And you actually want me to have sex with Simone," I asserted with a confidence that was mostly false.

"I… What? I do…?" She was utterly confused. Good, I guess.

"Isn’t it obvious? You don’t want to have sex until your marriage, right? And yet, you chose your sexier friend to be your maid of honor, knowing full well she would have to spend a lot of time floating her assets around the groom during the preparations for the wedding. Meaning you wanted me to be in a state of constant frustration. Not only that, but you also wanted my lust to be directed toward her. Admit it, you’ve always wanted her to be fucked by your future husband even before you met me. It’s been your fantasy for as long as you’ve known Simone, maybe it’s even the reason why you became best friends."

She remained silent for a few endless seconds. Did I go too far this time?

But then, it was her turn to have her gaze go blank.

-20 BS. 0 remaining.

Wow, the exact right amount! I just avoided a disaster, and as happy as I would be not to question how perfect this cost was, I couldn't help but notice it had been way harder to convince Simone to sleep with me. Maybe it was because I presented better arguments to Nicole, or because she was more gullible and impressionable… But could it be that there was some truth to what I told Nicole, and that she was not as much against the idea of me sleeping with her friend as she pretended?