Maxwell POV
"What are you doing here?"-She asks and I see that she tries to look cool and not show any emotion, but a little anger on her face. I know which is her car because my driver told me which one she picks up in the morning. So I tell my driver to park directly behind her so she can't escape. It is a really cute car but not my style for sure, too much feminine. I smile at her but do not answer her question. I see her anger rise every passing second.
"I am here to pick you up. Today we need to try our clothes for the wedding. The shop called earlier and wants us to check out the size again. The designer made that change what you want and she will be there also in the boutique. She will make a clothing adjustment if we need anything else. Jump in and we can go now."-I tell her and wait for her to argue with me but to my surprise, she doesn't start it. She just sighs and quickly gets in the car.
"Fine. We can go now. Afterward, please take me back to my car. I want Lexy to sleep closer to me than last night."-She tells me with a serious voice and a face that tells me not to mess with her. I indicate to my driver to start to drive to our destination. I don't want this event but it needs to happen sooner or later. She looks out from the window and sits as far as possible from me. Fine Isabella, I don't have any interest in you as well. I can find way better women who are throwing themself at me.
"Lexy? Did you give a name to your car?"-I have to ask to make sure I heard before clearly.
"Yes, Lexy. She is my baby and who is close to me I always give them a nickname."-Isabella answers me and I can see a little disgust in her eyes when she glances at me but she quickly turns and looks out again. She mocks me because I am sure I am not her favorite person nowadays. So I don't think in the near future I will get a nickname from her. Soon we arrive at the boutique and I help her get out of the car. She steps into the store and a woman around thirty-five steps in front of her with a big smile on her face. She has brown hair with pink highlights. Her eyes are deep brown and she wears too much make-up. Compared with Isabella she is a plastic woman, but if Isabella chose her to make her dress she might know her profession. Hope she can make good suits too. I have a personal tailor but I want to see what Isabella selected for me.
"Isabella, so glad to see you and meet you in person. I feel grateful that you chose me to make your wedding dress."-She says cheerfully to Isabella while they are shaking hands.
"Mr. Evans, good to meet you. My name is Vera White. I hope you will like the suit I made for you."-She shakes hands with me and her cheeks become a little redder than before. I see now clearly. She likes me and wants to try me on for a round or two. Well, I can't complain that she can be a good bed warmer.
"Let's check out what you think so far of my work, Isabella."-She points the way to Isabella. When Isabella walks away already, Vera looks at me and winks at me. Wow, she is pretty fast to make the first move on me. A man comes by my side and shows me the way to the fitting room. He even helps me to get dressed up. The suit material is so smooth and it feels so velvety. The black suit perfectly fit my body like a second skin. Under the suit, I wear a crispy white shirt with a black bow tie. I look at myself in the mirror and I have to say I look good. Before the wedding, I will need a haircut because I let it grow a little longer than I used to. Soon a knock hears on the fitting room door.
"Come in."-I think it is the man who has helped me, but when the door opens Vera walks in and it surprises me. She examines my whole figure inch by inch. Her hands touch my body time after time in a soft and flirtatious way.
"What do you think? Am I looking good in your suit?"-I whisper in her ear with a flirting tone. I even kiss her under her ear and I feel her body shiver under my lips.
"Yes, pretty impressive. I think you will look good in everything, but without it also. I want to try it if it tastes as good as it looks."-She doesn't hesitate before she grabs the back of my neck and kisses me. Her lips taste like strawberries. I guess it is her lipstick, but I like it. I deepen the kiss and stick my tongue into her mouth. She pushes me against the wall and starts to unbutton my suit. Her hand caresses my d**k thought my pants and my soldier liked it very much. He starts to feel alive again after a while. Yeah, I love my life sometimes. She quickly take-off my suit jacket and her hands now work on the pants button and zipper. Luckily she wears a skirt so I lift up a little and find her smooth thigh skin with my hands. When my hand sneaks up on her body I realize she doesn't wear any underwear. What a naughty girl she is?
"No panties, Vera?"-I ask her with sarcasm after I pull away.
"No, I don't like any barrier between me and my goal."
"What is your goal then?"
"What else than f*ck your brain out? If you don't mind because your fianceé is in the same store."-She reminds me and looks at any sign if I care that she is here too but I don't show any emotion.
"She doesn't like me so I don't care but you have to be quiet."-I answer her with a smile on my face. She quickly pushes down my pants with my boxer. They both land around my ankle and keep me in a little spread. I grab her left leg and lift it in the air. My other hand finds her p*ssy and without any warning, I slide my two fingers into her warm and already wet tunnel. She opens her mouth to scream but I quiet her with my mouth. She reaches for my semi-hard c*ck and grabs it. She moves her hand up and down on it in a slow rhythm. I don't think she needs much more stimulation but I work in and out of her a couple of times with my fingers. I put her leg down on the ground to reach for my wallet and take out a condom. I quickly roll on my manhood and pull her body closer to mine. I need relief, because I hold myself back for so long. Our lips connect again and she pushes me with a little force to the little bench in the fitting room. I sit on it while my soldier is ready for some action. Vera lifts up her skirt and gathers in her one hand. She wraps her other arm around my neck and slowly lets my d**k slide into her p*ssy. It is so hot and wet. Yeah, finally a hole I can dig into myself. I pull her face to mine and kiss her. She sure is a screamer but we don't want anyone to notice what we do in this room. She starts to ride me faster and use me to poke her G-spot. She is soon close to her edge and I am not far away as well. A p*ssy is always better than a handjob like I use nowadays. I pull down her top and reveal her naked breast. She doesn't have big boobs but enough for a squeeze and she doesn't need a bra because both of them stand high without any help. I pinch her perky hard n*pple between my fingers and pull with power. I repeat this a few times when I feel her c*nt starts to squeeze my member. She tries to pull away from my mouth but I don't let her go otherwise she will fall on both of us. She bounces on me last time and suddenly her o*gasm hit her. I hold her still and chase my own release. I thrust into her a couple of times and empty myself into the condom. I hold back myself to say anything when I come so I just groan but quietly so nobody hears it. We both pant heavily while our forehead touches and try to breathe normally again. She soon stands up and justifies her clothes while looking at herself in the mirror.
"That was amazing, thank you. I know now that the rumor about you is true. Your fianceé is a very lucky girl. Your suit by the way looks so good on you. I am very proud of my work. I should leave now to check her too."-She says and gives a kiss to my cheek. She looks satisfied and the blush on her face tells that she really enjoyed our encounter. I pull down the condom and put it into a handkerchief. A trash bin is luckily in the fitting room so I can throw it in. I quickly get dressed in my normal clothes and she leaves the room. She tells something to the man who helped me before and soon he enters the room after knocking on the door.
"Well, it looks like the designer is content with your suit. It looks like there is no need for any change. Are you satisfied with your suit?"-He asks and I am pretty sure he knows what happened between me and Vera.
"Yes, I am. Please tell the designer she did a great job. I should check Isabella now."-I tell him and leave the room. I slowly walk to the women's side of the boutique when I hear a conversation, but only one side of it.
"I will be there soon….Yes, I promise….Love you."-She answers and ends the conversation.