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Dress (revisited version)

A/N here is something I know you'll like ness, happy birthday baby

As I sifted through a sea of opulent dresses, each one more extravagant than the last, I couldn't help but feel a pang of discomfort. The grandeur of the looming DIOR banquet matched the exquisite gowns hanging before me, but they seemed to suffocate rather than adorn.

The swirls of fabric and delicate lace felt like a costume I wasn't eager to don, all for an occasion I found myself dreading.
Yet, amidst the crystal flutes and endless champagne, I couldn't ignore the joy sparkling in her eyes. This wasn't for me; it was for her, my girlfriend, whose love for these lavish affairs was undeniable. So, I chose the gown that resembled a sea of midnight stars, hoping its elegance would mask the unease, all for the sake of seeing her smile amidst the swirl of fancy banquets and bubbling champagne.

I slid the dressing room curtain to the side, presenting the dress to my girlfriend, Becka, to she if she digs it too. "Oh Jenna, baby you look so gorgeous." she commented, standing up and walking into the dressing room with me. Once she entered the enclosed space, she closed the curtain behind her. "Oh mommy are you desperate to rip this dress off of me." I said in a bratty tone, she then came closer to me. I was cornered against the wall with her knee between my legs barely grazing my pussy. She towered above me, especially since she was quite taller than me like a whole ass 4 inches taller, it's a smexy height difference, I love it. She dove in to the crevice of my neck and started kissing, sucking and biting my neck. I completely bottomed out and started moaning, in an attempt to muffle it I held my hand against my mouth. She stoped, detaching from my neck and walking out.

I whined like a needy whore for her. I don't mind teasing, but I know Becka, when she starts teasing she likes to stretch it out and would probably tease me throughout the entire banquet. Becka works for DIOR as one of the head executives of the company. They are hosting a banquet to celebrate the recent success of the company. Of course Becka is invited and she's dragging me along. I'm not a fan of these luxurious events, I'm not accustomed to it.

However I do love Becka and would do anything for her, that doesn't mean I'm not going to be a huge brat the entire time. I know she's probably gonna get frustrated and roughly fuck the attitude out of me and put me in my place. Like I wouldn't mind it...I kinda really want that.

After a week of relentless teasing and no sex it was finally the night of the banquet and I finally get to wear the dress I want Becka to rip off of me. I threw on the gown and did my makeup. When I was done I sat on the bed waiting for Becka to finish getting ready so I could call us an Uber to the banquet. She graciously glided out of the bathroom to present her look for the evening to me. She was positively stunning, her long brown hair was in an elegant bun, a gold necklace with pearls elegantly dangled  around her neck, matching her pearl earrings, she also wore a red floor length  dress with a long slit. The color complemented her caramel  skin and showed off her sexy legs.

"Oh Dios, Jenna, te ves absolutamente impresionante, mi niña bonita." she whispered as she gently pushed me down onto the bed. She pinned my arms to my sides, she then proceeded to kiss me roughly, ruining my lipstick. This was the moment I was waiting for, for her to rip this dress off of me, but she suddenly stoped? "Mommy?!" I whined out, desperate for her. "Aw I fucked up your lipstick, you're going to have to go back to the bathroom and fix that sweetheart." she said as she climbed off of me and walked me to the bathroom. She jumped up on the bathroom counter and admired me as I reapplied my lipstick. "Te ves tan adorable cuando estas concentrada mi amor." she taunted me as I tried not to blush. She only speaks Spanish to taught me or turn me on, in this case it's to make fun of me.

I fucking adore her so fucking much though, we met in a college Spanish class. She was a business major, because of course she was. How else would she be the smart, successful business women she is today? She took Spanish because it was her native language, so an 'easy A' and she wanted to expand her market to people of different cultures and languages. She would always send me little love notes during class in Spanish 'to help me get better at the language'. I kept them all and I would occasionally send one or two back.