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Chapter 4 by Dirtyaussie81 Dirtyaussie81

What's next?

Everyone continues to party...

As the party continues more and more drinks are served the crowd and the music getting louder and louder, the self-absorbed bride loving all of the attention. Relishing in the overly priced fairytale wedding she **** her parents to pay for, she was after all daddy's princess. As everyone continued to dance she became increasingly hot and needed to freshen up.

Dancing her way to the edge of the dance floor the crowd cheered as she stepped off, her voluptuous curves bouncing along. Grabbing the nearest ushers, "you! I don't know why I wasn't greeted coming off the dance floor one of you little twirps is supposed to be carrying my dress behind me!"

The usher adjusting his fitted costume and hat offered his apologies, "I'm very sorry Ms. Jenna I wasn't aware of that arrangement."

"Are you getting smart with me, we'll here is something you can be aware of I'm going to see my Daddy here's about this... Eric!" she explained angrily leaning forward to try and read his name tag. "Now chaperon me to the ladies room I want to freshen up before the cake is served.

Elegantly lifting her dress from behind he followed her to the bathroom. Arriving at the door the bride quickly turned on her heels, "That's far enough Eric I'll take it the rest of the way." She sneered somewhat annoyed at him, before turning to see her self into the restroom.

As the door shut behind her a shadow stepped out from around the corner of the hall. A service key was then thrust into the lock on the bathroom door and turned with a satisfying metallic click, Rachel the groom's ex-girlfriend stepping into the light.

"Jesus Rachel you were right, that bitch is just asking for this!" Eric her brother and disguised usher laughed hanging an out of service sign on the bathroom door.

The music blasting in the background, ensuring their cover.

"Did you get everything set up?" Eric asked

"Oh yes, Ms. High and mighty big tits should be meeting her special guest... right about...."

"AYEEEEEEEEE" The brides scream echoed off the walls behind the solid oak door.

"Now" Rachel laughed.

What happened to the bride?

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