The ever persistent Bernice.

Vinny turned to the sound of the voice and was met with a pleasant smile and the eye-catching looks of Bernice. She was dressed casually in a strapless, floral purple maxi dress.

After his tryst with Gillian the first night, a handful of times with Alexa over the weekend and then hate-fucking Melissa on the bride’s behalf; Bernice was almost the only person from the female side of the bridal party that Vinny hadn’t fooled with. Especially if he counted feeling up Astryd in bed that morning which Vinny only half did. He’d felt Astryd’s arousal at the situation just as keenly as his own even if nothing truly significant had happened.

If Bernice had heard anything about Vinny’s apparent new situationship with Astryd, she didn’t show it. Her eyes still shone on Vincent with the same appreciation and attraction she had all weekend.

“Hey, sure. I’d be glad of the company,” Vinny told Bernice as he gave her one of his patented wolfish smiles. Its intent worked when Bernice blushed hard and had to avert her eyes from him momentarily.

Doing his best gentleman impersonation, Vinny lifted up Bernice's luggage for her and placed it in the back of the rental car he’d hired for the weekend and then beat the valet to hold open the passenger’s side door for Bernice. She practically glowed as she lowered herself into the waiting car seat.

With Vinny behind the wheel, they made their way from the hotel resort and out onto the interstate that would bring them both back to New York City. The music from the radio was on low providing some added background noise and still letting them talk if they wanted. Bernice for one seemed like she wanted to fill the silence.

“Beautiful wedding, wasn’t it?” she said beginning the small talk.

“Really lovely,” Vinny agreed. “Your bridesmaid dresses all looked gorgeous.”

“Ahh, thank you,” Bernice cooed, reaching over to give Vinny a squeeze on the thigh at the compliment. “You were all so very handsome in your suits.”

Vinny smiled. “Alexa’s dress was gorgeous.”

“Oh! So stunning,” Bernice agreed. The flow of conversation came to a premature stop as Bernice struggled with what to say to continue the talk.

Vinny was there to fill in the gap. “Actually, to be honest, that was the craziest fucking wedding I’ve ever been to.”

Bernice snorted. “Oh my God yes! What was up with Melissa the entire time?”

“That is one crazy bitch.”

Bernice laughed in agreement.

“Had it in her mind that Alexa and I were having an affair.” Vinny found it was better to get out and ahead of any rumours that might have been circulated by the Asian woman.

“That’s nuts. You and Astryd hooked up together, didn’t you?” Bernice sounded very interested in Vinny’s answer.

“We did, yeah,” Vinny confirmed. It was their cover story after all.

“That’s a shame,” Bernice said absentmindedly.

“How’s that?”

“Oh,” Bernice blushed again at having spoken out aloud what she was thinking. “It’s just that I’ve always found weddings so romantic and…”

Vinny waited for Bernice to say what she was planning to.

“… I’ve kind of fancied you for a while…”

Vinny reached out placing his hand on Bernice’s thigh this time. The added physical touch hopefully helped her gain the courage to say what she was thinking.

Bernice sighed as Vinny made contact with her leg. “…and I was hoping to be with you this weekend.” Bernice had said her peace at last.

“Well, the weekend isn't yet over.” It was bold of Vinny but he thought he knew what Bernice’s response would be.

“Vinny… I couldn’t,” Bernice croaked. “You and Astryd.”

“We only just really met Bernice. It’s nothing serious yet. I doubt we’d even be exclusive.” As he spoke Vinny went to take his hand from Bernice’s thigh.

She caught it before he could remove it fully, pressing it tighter against her covered thigh. It was the go-ahead Vinny wanted.

“And Astryd lives so far away. I doubt it would have much of a future anyway.”

Vinny first started by reaching in between Bernice’s legs and massaging the sensitive inner tissues of her flesh. Through the fabric of her dress, Vinny could feel the heat coming from Bernice’s body. Slowly he began to move higher between Bernice’s thigh, her hand clutching his palm as he went, moving from just above her knee until Vinny was a mere couple of centimetres from Bernice’s crotch. Keeping a careful eye on the road, Vinny bided his time for Bernice to crack and give herself to him. She didn’t keep him waiting long.

“Vinny, touch me,” Bernice’s voice wavered as she cracked and begged.

Reaching in Vinny bunched the folds of Bernice’s dress together and then cupped at her covered pussy. The redheaded sextriss whimpered and then moaned deeply at his fumbling. Bernice’s hips rose and pressed Vinny’s fingers hard against her sex. Vinny was delighted as Bernice didn’t hesitate to let her moans sing free. Her lusty sounds indicated that she was significantly worked up already.

Working her hips in quick grinding movements, Bernice and Vinny functioned together to give her the pleasure she needed. Just before she completely reached her peak, Vinny took his spare hand off the steering wheel and reached across quickly to pull the front of Bernice’s maxi dress down exposing her full and voluptuous tits. Exposed as she was just then, Bernice cried and then closed her legs on Vinny’s hand, trapping his wrist as she started to orgasm to his touch.

With her eyes closed, Bernice threw back her head and wailed in rapture. Her large round areola formed tiny goosebumps as her nipples tightened and erected in pleasure. Drawing his attention away from the freeway Vinny watched as Bernice shook and quaked through her orgasm. It was a sight to behold. Vinny hadn’t even touched the skin of her pussy uncovered and Bernice had already cum powerfully. The Italian boxer formed a new admiration for the powerful sexual nature of Alexa’s close friend. Vinny found himself wanting desperately to experience what this gorgeous, curvaceous woman was capable of.

Using his talented hands for something other than ****, Vinny guided Bernice through her long, loud and lovely climax. His cock had risen up sturdily and was now eagerly waiting for its own attention.

Naked from the waist up and panting, Bernice drifted on a cloud of hedonism as Vinny’s mind raced with carnal inclinations.

“Bernice, I’m really going to need…”