Blushing Bride Chapter 2

`I stood there, with my hand on the doorknob, waiting to go into the living room where all my friends sat drinking to celebrate my upcoming marriage. I hesitated there for a moment, not quite sure what their reaction would be upon seeing me dolled up like this, my fiancee's beautiful strapless wedding dress worn over sensual white lingerie, my face covered by Gina's veil and painted with her sexy make-up. What would these people who had known me for so many years think to discover there was a completely different side to me than anything they had seen before? Well, I was about to find out as I opened the door and stepped over the threshold (properly a bride should be carried but as I was without a groom this had to do).

As I stepped into the room, Mark, my best man who I'd confessed my secret desires to and who had obviously been well prepared and anticipating this moment, pushed play on the stereo and I walked slowly and gracefully into the room to the sounds of "here comes the bride", much as if it really was my big day and I was walking down the aisle to my dream man, except that here there were ten men awaiting me, cheering, laughing and making mocking catcalls, although on the faces of some I could clearly detect a note of surprise at what a good looking bride I made.

"Gentleman, allow me to present to you the lovely Gina," said Mark, to a round of applause from the guys, "Doesn't she look stunning, give us a twirl Gina."

Feeling a flush of pleasure, I did just as he asked and the guys applauded again.

"It really is an impressive transformation," said David, my former flatmate, "If I didn't know better I'd swear it was really Gina under that veil."

"Lift it up, show us your face," encouraged Joe, another old friend from university, "Let's see how good a transformation it really is."

Slowly, I lifted my veil and put it back over my blonde hair to reveal my pretty, made up face.