The Cabin by the Lake

I fidgeted in my light pink dress and trying to get it to fit right on me. The outfit was so sheer and tight I couldn’t wear a bra. But then again, that was fine considering the dress was so tight it held everything up and in place. I opened the bedroom door to see Zac standing against the counter with his suit on. My mind raced at how good he looked. “You look nice.” He said as he walked over, helping me with my sweater. “Thanks…I’m not a fan of this dress…I feel like all my bits and pieces are showing.” He went to say something, but closed his mouth. I imaged it was something sexy and suggestive. What is wrong with me? I grabbed my camera bag and looked over at Zac. “I didn’t think I’d need you today…thank you for coming…” he squeezed my arm and sent me a small smile, “anything for a friend.” We got into his truck and headed towards the small hall rented for the wedding. I was a little bummed to be spending valentine’s day at a wedding with someone I only had wet dreams about…I sent a text to Ryan hoping my mind would wonder to other places.

I helped set up with Sarah, the final preparations for the small lunch after the ceremony. Sarah wore a light purple dress of the same material as mine. We shared our concerns about how sheer the dresses were, but once the mimosa came our way, we relaxed. Sarah and I arranged some flowers on the tabled while Zac and Eric talked in a corner. “I’ve been…thinking about Zac again.” Sarah shot a look at me, “Why this time?” I shrugged, “he came in one night after getting into a bar fight. I helped clean his cuts…but something about it drove me wild…since then I’ve been having dreams and rather raunchy thoughts…” She threw a tulip at me and we laughed. “It’s only natural. I’ve had wet dreams about Ryan Gosling.” I rolled my eyes, “but you don’t live with him.” She bit her lip, “If I did I wouldn’t be engaged.” We laughed and Eric brought his arms around Sarah. He kissed her cheek lightly and whispered something sweet in her ear. She blushed and he walked away. “I want what you have…” She smiled, and glanced over at Eric. “You know. I’ve never had a wet dream about Eric.” I arranged more flowers and laughed, “Seriously?” She nodded and blushed. “Maybe that’s how it goes? Have you had a wet dream about Ryan?” I shrugged, “I don’t think I have ever dreamed about him at all…” She nodded, “maybe that’s your sign?”

Everyone cried. Everyone except the guys in the room. All 4 of them. Sarah, me, Casey and Amanda’s mom and sisters, and all their lesbian and work female friends cried. The fathers, Eric and Zac did not cry. But all the men put their arms around their significant other and held each other, sharing the beauty. I sat next to Zac, stealing glances and trying to focus on taking pictures. As lunch was served and everyone danced, Zac sat next to me. He watched me take pictures of everyone. He motioned for my two best friends to come over and he took my camera. “Smile!” he said, and we did. The picture actually came out amazing. Sarah took my camera next and snapped one of Zac and I, which I wish she didn’t do because it also came out amazing. I was photographing the newlyweds as they shared sweet intimate moments. Sarah nudged me, “You might want to photograph this…but keep it in your pants.” I turned to see Zac and Eric dancing with two little girls. The girls were on their shoes and laughing uncontrollably. I did snap a few pictures, but I couldn’t help but let my mind wonder…

I went back to the table and texted Ryan, Wish you were here. I wasn’t expecting a response, but I hoped to get one. Zac soon sat next to me with a goofy look on his face. At this point, cake was on everyone’s table and I enjoyed the sugary confection, making a mental note to find out where it was from. “Do you want to dance?” His question startled me, and I looked over at Zac who had a smile on his face. “Sure…” He took my hand and led me to the floor with “The way you look tonight” playing in the background. His hand on my lower back made me tense up in all efforts to think about anything except him. His hand in mine felt comfortable and familiar, but I tried to make it feel foreign. “Have you gotten over me yet?” I shot him a look, “What?” He gave me a confused look, “Have you gotten all your shots yet?” I gave a nervous smile, “Yeah, yeah I did.” The song was ending, but I longed for him to stay with me. “Don’t you just love Ryan?” I looked up at him again, “what?” He gave another confused look. “Don’t you just love Rayan? The little girl I was dancing with…” I nodded, “Oh yeah…she’s very cute.” He stopped swaying with me, “Are you okay?” I nodded, “My mind is just preoccupied.” I stepped away from him and went back to the table. I finished the glass of wine and watched Zac walk over to me. “I’ll be right back.” He nodded and I went into the ladies room. Trying to regain whatever composure I had. What was wrong with me? One touch and I’ve gone off the rails. I looked at myself in the mirror, “pull yourself together.” I ran cold water over my hands and went back to the room. Amanda and Casey said their thank yous to everyone who came and noted that the festivities are over and they are off on a flight to Australia for 2 weeks for their honeymoon.

We all clapped and cheered and Zac’s hand found its way to my lower back. I looked up at him, and he smiled at me, and then motioned for me to look the other way. I turned my head and saw Ryan standing at the door in a suit with roses. I cursed myself for feeling and thinking anything towards Zac. I walked over to Ryan and pulled him into the hall away from the crowd. “I’m sorry I didn’t respond. I was on the plane…Grandma is going to be okay.” I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Trying to push all the naughty thoughts about Zac out of my head. He pulled away and smiled at me. I went inside and said goodbye to my friends, and thanked Zac for coming with me. He walked with Ryan and I to the cars. Zac opened his truck, turned around and gave me a hug, “Be home tonight. We need to talk.” I looked up at him, and he had a serious look on his face. I nodded and watched him leave as Ryan’s arm made its way around my waist.

Ryan practically ripped my dress off me. With all the sexual tension due to Zac, I didn’t mind it, and that fact that I hated the dress. I needed something rough. He bit at my neck and I moaned, catching myself off guard. His hands wandered all over my curves slowly as he continued to suck and bite at me. He turned my body so that my back was against his chest. His hands grazed over my breasts. I closed my eyes and let the feeling of his hands take over me. As his hands found their way to my stomach, he pushed me closer to him. His hands made their way to my wet spot, and he started to play. My mind started to race over images of Zac. The countless times I’ve see him get out of the shower with just a towel on…his muscles moving when he is shirtless…the feeling he gave me when he touched my leg innocently…every kiss…I forced my eyes open. What was I doing? I turned myself around and helped Ryan out of his clothes. I refused to close my eyes and focused entirely on Ryan.

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