Comfort Food

Of Stags and Hens

            Regina closed the blinds on her office window as she took a deep breath. It was Friday and the weekend lay ahead of her and Robin. The weather had finally taken a spring-like turn so she was looking forward to spending some time out in their spacious lawn. Maybe he could fire up the barbecue...

"Knock, knock!" Mary Margaret said in a sing-song voice from behind her, interrupting her reverie.

"What are you still doing here? Go home..." Regina trailed off as she took in her assistant. Mary Margaret wore a beautiful sea-green satin dress with a neckline that showed off her pregnancy-enhanced cleavage. It fell over her pear-shaped baby bump beautifully and had wide sleeves that left most of her arms bare. Regina wasn't sure where Mary Margaret was going, but she looked amazing.

Mary Margaret smiled, holding out a garment bag. "Ruby dropped this off earlier for you to wear tonight."

"Why?" Regina frowned, racking her brain for an event she may have forgotten. "What's tonight?"

"Your bachelorette party!" Mary Margaret said, laughing.

Blinking a few times, Regina let out a little laugh. "Of course. I should've known this was coming. So what are we doing?"

"We're going to Masquerade," she replied. "I'm not sure how, but Ruby was able to get our names on the list. We're getting in."

Regina blinked a few times. Masquerade was the newest hotspot in Avalon and the list to get in was almost as exclusive as the Oscars. People had been raving about the place and though she wasn't as much into the nightlife as she had been when she was younger, Regina had wanted to go.

But there was one thing she was concerned about as she addressed her friend: "It's a club. Are you okay with that?"

Mary Margaret nodded. "Yeah, I'll be fine. You lot need a designated driver and a mother hen. I'll keep everyone in line and get you home safely. Besides, I can still dance. My ankles aren't that swollen yet."

"Well, if you need to go, let us know," Regina replied, reaching for the garment bag. She huffed. "So I want to know what my cousin picked out for me?"

"I snuck a peek. Robin would lose his mind if he saw you in that." Mary Margaret winked before closing the door so Regina could change.

She unzipped the garment bag and didn't know whether to kill her cousin or not. Ruby had picked out a red dress for her with a corset bodice and tight skirt. It was strapless and would no doubt show off her cleavage and a fair amount of leg. She knew she would look good in it but wasn't sure she would want the attention the dress would bring her.

Regina shook her head, clearing the thoughts from her mind. She was going to wear the dress and she was going to enjoy herself. And then she was going to go home, wake up Robin and let him peel the dress from her.

He would love that.

She pulled off the dress she had worn to work as well as her bra. Regina took out the dress and a pair of lacy red panties fell out of the bag. It seemed Ruby had planned for everything, she realized as she raised her eyebrow. She put them on and then squeezed herself into the dress.

"Mary Margaret, I need some help," she called out, opening the door a bit as she held the dress up with one hand. "Can you come here?"

Her friend hurried in, nodding when Regina motioned to the laces on her back. "Let me know when you're good," Mary Margaret said as she began tightening them.