Unusual date with Rick

You could say that Mick, for now being limited to just oral sex, was slightly behind the curve, as far as sexual experiences with me went. That would most likely change eventually, but in the meantime Rick, a man from the main harem, managed to surprise us with an usual request. It happened when we were exercising at the gym under his guidance. As always his hands were all over my body, touching me in a rather inappropriate fashion. He did NOT touch Dani though, maintaining his public image of a homosexual.

“You, girls, are very adventurous and open-minded,” Ricky said out of nowhere, while holding my thighs, when I was stretching in a **** position. His tone was neutral, but it was clear that he had something kinky on his mind.

“I was wondering,” he continued, “whether you’d be kind enough and help me fulfil a certain fantasy of mine.”

“Haven’t we already?” I asked in a teasing tone. My legs were spread wide and Ricky was holding them in place, supposedly helping me stretch, but in reality he was groping me shamelessly.

“Right now I’m the one giving YOU a favour,” he replied.

He grabbed my thighs firmly, pushed my legs even further to the sides and pinned me to the ground.

“I surrender!” I exclaimed in a tone of mocked despair, “I’ll do whatever you want!”

“Of course you will,” Ricky replied with a grin, “but seriously,” he released my legs, “I have a very specific fantasy and you two would be perfect for fulfilling it.”

“What is it then?” Dani asked.

“I’d like to have sex with Sylvia while she’s dressed as a bride. You’d be the bridesmaid,” he nodded towards my girlfriend, “I’d provide the lingerie and the dresses.”

“Sounds cute, sure,” I answered, sitting up on the floor.

“And innocent too,” Dani added, “we were both expecting something kinkier.”

“Sorry to disappoint you, girls. Deep down inside I’m a hopelessly romantic, vanilla guy,” Ricky replied with a wink.

“Of course you are,” I said, showing him my tongue, “just make sure you won’t disappoint on the wedding night.”

It turned out that Ricky already had a dress for the bride. Although its size was not exactly right for me; we had to visit a tailor, so he would apply the necessary changes. The tailor’s name was Pete and, unsurprisingly, he was Ricky’s friend. I was certain that he had not only been informed about my ‘uniqueness’, but also encouraged to make the measurement-taking more ‘interesting’. I had not been told that beforehand, but as soon as Pete’s palm caressed my thigh I realised it was not a mere accident. I did not complain, but I was not ready to give him a blowjob, at least not yet; fortunately no-one suggested it. I had to admit that I enjoyed the ‘unprofessional behaviour’ of various ‘professionals’ around me; simply put - being caressed and groped in non-intimate circumstances turned me on. Pete also took Dani’s measurements, but in her case he acted fully professional. He promised us two dresses, one white and one pink. So after having been molested a bit we left the tailor’s house.

From there we went to the store to buy lingerie and shoes. Since Ricky was paying for everything we wanted to get a whole new set. He had to be aware that fulfilling one’s fantasies was not cheap. He did not complain and was even patient enough to stay with us while we tried all the fancy heels. We were merciful though and did not try to bankrupt Ricky. We ended up buying one set of lingerie each, white for me and pink for Dani; and one pair of heels each in matching colours. When the tailor finished our dresses a few days later we finally set up the date for the ‘wedding night’. Fortunately Ricky’s fantasy did not include an imitation of an actual wedding. I did not think I would be able to keep a straight face during THAT.