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Author & Subject Three Belladonna Brett walked towards the office's door in the short strides that his grey pencil skirt permitted. Thoughts about the prior night consumed him as he pulled the door open. He smiled at Nina as he saw her walking into her office. They exchanged good mornings before Brett started to set up at his desk for his workday. He tried to understand what had happened the night before, but he remained as conflicted as he found himself at the prior night's end. He turned on his computer as he saw Annabella walking towards the office door. She strolled in with her usual confidence. She smiled at him and said, "Good morning, Chantal." "Good morning," Brett replied, briefly meeting her eyes before he turned to look back at the computer screen. Annabella smirked at the nervousness in his tone. She walked over to his desk and stood beside him for a moment. She leaned towards him and ran her fingernails down his back. Brett felt instantly aroused by her touch before she said, "Why don't we just keep last night between you and me?" Brett nodded as he looked up at her face. He saw a mixture of lust and sternness in it, which told him that he should heed her words. Annabella smiled down at him and said, "Good." Annabella walked towards her office and began getting ready for her day as Brett nervously tugged at his skirt, trying to smooth it out as he rested on his chair. He started typing a letter for Nina before he noticed that Maria was rushing towards the door. She was slightly late to work, as she usually was. Brett smiled at her and went about typing as she rushed into the office and placed her pocketbook on her desk. As she turned on her computer, she looked at Brett and said, "Guess what?" Brett turned at her and saw her beaming face. "What?" Brett asked with a grin. "William proposed," she squealed as she moved her hand to show off the large diamond ring on her finger. Brett stared at her in silence before his eyes drifted down as he looked over the ring. It shimmered in the overhead florescent lights. He felt the now familiar pangs of jealousy he had regarding Maria's relationship with William. "Congratulations," Brett managed to reply. Maria smiled as she hugged him and said, "I'm so happy. Can you believe it?" "Sure. You're a catch," Brett replied, unsure of if he wished that he was a catch like her or yearned to have been the one to reel her in. "Thanks, Chantal. I just wanted this so bad. I can't believe he finally manned up and popped the question. I was beginning to think he never would." "I'm happy for you," Brett replied as he forced a smile onto his face. "I'm going to tell the others," Maria replied. "Do what you got to do," Brett replied as he went back to typing up the letter. Brett found himself pausing every time he heard Maria repeat what she told him to someone else. He listened to their kind responses to her. He kept picturing Maria and William's wedding in his head and wished that he could have been so lucky. When Maria finished telling Nina, Nina smiled and congratulated her before she followed Maria out into the office's common area to tell Annabella and Brett about an important business client coming in that afternoon. After listening to Nina, Brett and Maria started to get the office ready for the client's arrival. They cleaned up the conference room by sorting the papers that had been left in there and wiping down the table tops. Brett then walked out of the conference room and ordered lunch for the meeting as Nina told him to. With the preparations finished, Brett went back to his desk and started working. He brought Annabella coffee fifteen minutes before the start of the meeting to give her a little more energy while Nina had Maria set up her papers in the conference room. As Maria finished up, the client entered the office. Brett saw the man and approached him. "Mr. Pooley?" Brett asked with a smile. "Yes." "How are you, sir? I'm Chantal; I'm one of Ms. Stefani's secretaries. I'll go tell Miss Stefani and Miss Ballion that you're here." "Thank you, dear," Mr. Pooley replied as Brett walked away and made two calls into Annabella and Nina's office to announce the client's arrival. "They'll be with you shortly, Mr. Pooley. Can I get you anything to drink while you wait?" "A coffee would be lovely." "How would you like it?" "One milk, two sugars if you have it." "We have it, Mr. Pooley. I'll get it right away." "Thank you." Mr. Pooley took a seat while Brett rushed into the break room. He made Mr. Pooley a cup of coffee and brought it out to him. Mr. Pooley smiled and thanked him before Brett headed back to his desk. He began to start tying up a letter for Deborah when Nina walked out to greet Mr. Pooley. Annabella followed suit a minute later before they all entered the conference room. Nina asked Brett to bring in the lunch order when it arrived. Brett nodded and went back to work. A few minutes later, the delivery boy showed up. Brett paid the bill with company's credit card before he carried the box into the conference room. After placing down on the table, Nina asked Brett to stay to serve the food. Maria looked in, and Brett motioned for her to take lunch without him. Brett set up the food trays and brought out dishes for the two girls and the client. Brett asked the client what he wanted. Mr. Pooley told Brett what he wanted and asked him to get a cup of water. Brett made up a tray of food for Mr. Pooley and walked out of the room. He headed to the water cooler and poured Mr. Pooley a glass before he filled up the water pitcher and carried it into the conference room. Annabella smirked at him as Brett did his menial tasks while she talked business with the client. Brett tried to listen in, but Annabella requested that Brett bring in glasses for her and Nina. Brett realized his oversight and hurried back into the break room in the fastest, longest strides his tight skirt restricted legs could manage. Annabella's grinning at Brett's quick, hurried mincing steps did not go unnoticed by Nina. Nina gave her scrutinizing look before she asked Mr. Pooley what his company's goals were. Mr. Pooley produced some documents that he wanted Nina to look over after Brett returned. Nina called over to Brett as he stood attentively by the food. She asked him to copy the documents. Brett hurried over to her and carried the documents to the copier. He made the copies as he tried not to think about the pain in his feet that was accompanying his hurried steps. He carried the originals and the copies back into the conference before he rushed out to answer the phone as he heard it ringing. He answered the call and took down the message before he hurried back into the conference room once more. Brett felt frazzled by the time Maria reentered the office and started to handle any calls that came in. Not long after she returned, Mr. Pooley left. He shook Nina and Annabella's hands and waived goodbye to Brett telling him it was nice to meet him. Brett responded, "It was a pleasure to meet you too," before Mr. Pooley left. "You did good work in there," Annabella said with a grin as she walked past him. The praise for his secretarial work made Brett's member twitch as he momentarily forgot the pain he was feeling in his feet. Brett walked back to his desk and saw Nina staring at him for a moment before she reentered her office. Brett went back to working as Maria started talking to him about a pair of shoes she was looking at online. As the workday ended, Nina came over to Brett and asked if she would like to go out to dinner with her. Brett nodded and watched as Nina asked Annabella to join them. He was a bit surprised by her decision, especially since she did not invite Maria or Deborah to come as well. They drove to a restaurant just up the road and were seated quickly at the half empty establishment. Brett and Annabella looked at each other as they wondered if Nina had figured them out. They did not wonder for long as Nina said, "So, it seems Maria isn't the only one of my girls that's partnering off." Annabella was silent as she stared at Nina's face, unsure of how Nina viewed her relationship with Brett. Brett looked Nina over. He had known her for many years and had little trouble reading her expression. He knew that the girl who had gone from his friend to his boss was not unhappy with the development. He broke the silence that greeted Nina's remark as he replied, "It's true, we are dating." "That's nice for both of you. I think you two complement each other well. I'm glad to see that Annabella finally found her match." Brett blushed as he thought about what Nina meant. Nina continued, "While, I'm happy for the two of you, just don't let it interfere with your work. Understood?" Brett and Annabella nodded as the waitress brought over their drinks. Brett took a sip of his cosmopolitan as Nina savored her martini. Annabella moved closer to Brett since she no longer had a reason to keep him at arms length in front of Nina. Nina grinned at what Annabella was doing and said, "Please don't take this the wrong way, girls, but I really don't want to see what you two are doing in the bedroom." Annabella squirmed as she peered over at Brett's blushing face. Nina then asked, "Chantal, have you ever dated a girl that made more than you?" "No, I haven't. First time for everything I guess." "I suppose you're right, but I just want to know how you're adapting to that." "It's not really an adaptation. With my ex-girlfriends, I was spending my money on them, so the extra money wasn't spent on me." Annabella grinned as she interjected, "Now, I spoil her instead." "From Sugar Daddy to a kept bitch," Nina replied with a smile before she took another sip of her drink. Brett blushed as he nodded while Annabella placed her arm around his slender shoulder. Brett felt the need to speak up in his own defense, "Well, I'm not kept. I work, obviously, and I have my own place, though that's hard to keep." "Why's that?" Nina asked. "I don't make that much. It's expensive to live on your own." "You need to a second job," Nina replied. "I could use one, but it's hard in this market to find even a job at the mall or something." "Well, I could help you out if you got licensed as a stylist again. I've got a friend with a shop, I'm sure I could get you in there at least one day on the weekend a week," Nina said. "Thanks, but I don't think I could afford to take the test." "Oh, don't worry. I'll lend you the cash if you don't want to dip into Brett's money, Chantal," Annabella interjected. "Thanks," Brett replied as he put his head down. He knew he really had no money problems. All he had to do was dip into the savings he had amassed as a writer and he would be living comfortably. However, he felt that using that money would be a copout from the life he had chosen for himself. Consequently, he felt the need to try to get the license so he could earn extra money to afford new clothes and shoes. "I'm sure you'd like working in a shop much better this time around as one of the girls," Annabella said. Brett nodded as the food was placed upon the table. He felt a familiar sense of excitement at the idea of being one of the girls. Annabella ran her fingers down Brett's back, making his spine tingle as he talked with Nina while they ate. Nina grinned as she looked at the smiles that Annabella and Brett exchanged throughout the dinner. She finally asked, "So, I'll take it, you have no designs to ever go back to being who you used to be, Chantal?" Brett smiled slightly as he felt Annabella's fingers stroking his side. He shook his head and said, "I can't imagine doing it." Nina shrugged and said, "That's great, you're really good at your job. I'll still think you're a bit over qualified for it, but I guess in this economy, that's not really too out of the ordinary." Brett smiled at her. Nina treated him nicely and was a fair boss. While she no longer treated him like a friend, he could see that she still cared for him more than any of her other employees because of whom he once was. After they finished eating, Nina paid the bill for the three of them. Nina went home as Brett drove to Annabella's at her request. Brett joined Annabella in the kitchen to discuss how they would tell Maria and Deborah about their relationship the next morning. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- The next day, Annabella and Brett announced their relationship to the rest of the girls at the office. Deborah shrugged and acted as if she was indifferent before she reentered her office. Maria was genuinely surprised. She was not shocked that he had a relationship with Annabella, but she was surprised that Brett had kept relationship with Annabella secret from her. "Why did you keep this from me?" Maria asked as Annabella entered her office. "It's complicated, but the two of us just didn't want to complicate things in the office," Brett answered with a half-lie. "It doesn't change anything. It's was Nina, wasn't it? You were afraid of how'd she react." Brett nodded and said, "Yes, that's true." "I could have kept a secret," Maria replied with a giggle. "I know you could, but I don't want to put in the position of having to keep something from Nina." Maria rolled her eyes and said, "What do you take me for?" Brett turned away from her and sighed before he replied, "Annabella didn't want anyone to know. That's really why I kept it from you. Once Nina figured it out, she was okay with announcing it to you and Deborah." Maria nodded and said, "I can see her reluctance to have it coming out. I mean you guys are kind of not the average couple." Brett laughed at her as he nodded. Maria shook her head for a moment before she replied, "Before you get too comfy in your chair, Nina left some documents for you to copy over by the copier." Brett nodded and strolled towards the machine in his four inch heeled pumps. As Maria continued discussing Brett's relationship with him, Deborah walked into Annabella's office. Annabella looked up as Deborah walked in before she closed the door behind her. "What's going on?" Annabella asked. "Are you kidding me?" Deborah replied. "With what?" Annabella asked. "You're going around with that mincing faggot." "Keep your voice down, someone might hear you. Secondly, Chantal is not gay." "You've got to be kidding me. With the way he carries around here like some homo..." "Cross-dressing doesn't make you gay, just like you wearing that pair of pants doesn't make you a lesbian. You might look a little like one, but you're not, right?" Deborah sneered at Annabella's put down. Deborah or Annabella did not care much for each other. They tolerated each other, but were no more than associates who would not deal with the other if it was not for their shared workspace. They sometimes exchanged petty slights that Nina would scold them for. However, she tolerated it, since their slight rivalry tended to result in better work from both of them. Deborah countered, "I expect that kind of support for a fag from Maria, but not from you." "Why would you think I hate gay people?" "I don't think you do, but I think you'd no better than to encourage one." "Why?" Annabella asked with a shrug as she gave Deborah an incredulous look. "Why not?" Deborah retorted "Why not? What the hell kind of response is that? You come in here and ask why I'm not scorning Chantal for being something that she's not." "He's not. He's not," Deborah said in a high pitched tone. "Fine he's not, he's not gay." "Whatever you want to call it, it's not acceptable." "Really, why don't you tell that to Nina then and leave me the hell out of it." "She won't do anything. She's friends with the little faggot." "Stop calling Chantal that! No one else here seems to have a problem with her. If you do, deal with it. Don't try to drag any of us down with you though." Deborah shook her head as she opened up the door to Annabella's office. She looked back in at Annabella as she took a step out and said, "I should have known you are that way." Annabella pounded her fist on her desk before Deborah hurried out of her sight. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- As the spring of the following year came, Brett strolled slightly behind Maria as she walked into a Victoria's Secret. Maria's wedding was only two days away, and she wanted to pick up some lingerie for her honeymoon. Brett was happy to help his friend out, even as he looked jealously at the lingerie that Maria would soon be modeling for her soon to be husband. Maria looked over a black cutout teddie that was trimmed with pink lace she pulled off the rack. She smiled at Brett as she held the satin bowed adorned teddie in her hand and asked, "What do you think?" "It'll look great on you," Brett replied as he brushed his medium length hair towards his shoulder. He shook his head and smiled as he looked at the teddie that was little more than a bra and panty set that was attached with a strip of lace running from the panties to between the cups of the bra. Brett knew what William would think when he saw Maria in it. It would be unavoidable for him not to be as turned on as Brett was just imagining it. As Maria smiled and went to look at a black, form fitting lace trimmed slip, Brett started to think about what Maria's honeymoon would be like. He fantasized about how she would slink towards the bed and climb on top of William. He thought about how William's hands would caress her rear. Brett smirked as he thought how good William's hand would feel on Maria. Maria noticed Brett's daze and asked, "What's wrong?" "Nothing," Brett said with a forced grin as he walked towards her to look at the chemise that was in her hand. Pangs of jealousy ran through Brett while Maria talked about how much William would love it. Brett was certain he would. He figured there was no way he could not. Brett had gotten used to that feeling. He had felt since he had met William. However, as the wedding plans started, the feelings grew more intense. At Maria's dress fitting, Brett nearly came to tears when he saw Maria come out in her wedding dress. Brett thought the dress was gorgeous. It was an ivory strapless dress that had a corded lace bodice. Brett's eyes drifted down the dress to its layered, tossed tulle skirt, which a cathedral length train that extended 70 inches from the waist of the dress. Brett wished that he could wear one just like it, but part of him knew that was not what was bothering him most. While he was in a relationship of his own, Brett felt that it would never be the kind of normal relationship that Maria enjoyed with William. The dynamic between Annabella and himself was different from the one Maria enjoyed with her fianc?e. While Maria and Brett were both the more submissive partners in their relationships, Brett felt a bit humiliated by it since he knew that the man in the relationship was usually expected to be the dominant partner. He felt that he was not man enough for Annabella even though Annabella had no use for men who thought that way. William's dominance and love for Maria was always on display, while Annabella frequently kept her own feelings in check because she worked in the same office with Brett. Annabella did not want to give Nina any reason to frown upon their relationship, so she tried to keep her personal feelings for Brett separate from her role at the business. It was a situation that worked for Annabella and Brett, but they both knew their relationship was abnormal. Brett felt the strangeness of his lifestyle was compounded by Maria's desire to make him part of her vastly more normal existence. Maria took him shopping with her as she did with her other close girlfriends. Brett cherished his position as one of her best friends even though a part of him told him he should be trying to sleep with Maria instead of telling her that her shoes were pretty. They would also go to the movies together. They would frequently see female oriented movies, which the lingering maleness in Brett let him know that he should not enjoy as much as he did. What tore at him the most was Maria's decision to include him in her wedding party as a bridesmaid. While Brett was honored to be chosen, he could not help but jealous of her as he went to her dress fitting as well as the bridesmaid's fitting. Maria's sister, Christina, was her maid of honor, and William's sister, Jessica, and Maria's cousin, Rosie, were also in the party. Brett watched the rapport between the women and felt that he could never really be part of it because his own life was so different. They grew up as women while he chose that lifestyle as an adult. Brett was saddened to realize that he had missed out on most of the milestones of femininity. While he was always aware of it, he never really paid much attention to it until he heard the girls talk about their childhood dream weddings and their proms. Brett was also jealous that Maria could have a normal wedding with a bride, a groom and her family. Brett did not even speak to what little family he had, and he knew that between himself and Annabella, there would be no traditional groom if they ever married. Maria pulled at Brett's arm as she decided to head to the register with what she selected for her honeymoon. After she paid for the lingerie, they headed back to the office in Maria's car. Brett had long since given up his own car. After moving in with Annabella, she convinced him to, explaining there was no need for the expense given that they could commute to work together and could trade use of the car on the weekends. It was not long after he gave up the car that Brett realized that when Annabella wanted to use her car, he was out of luck. Brett felt like he had become a 1950's era housewife at times because of how much dominance Annabella exerted over him, but he did not complain. He accepted it because the pleasures more than outweighed the burdens. Brett walked into the office behind Maria and went back to work, writing correspondence for Nina, Deborah and Annabella and making them copies for the rest of the day. As the workday ended, Maria smiled at Brett, knowing that her bachelorette party would be starting in a few hours. Brett headed home with Annabella. They entered their home and got changed for their night out. Brett dressed in a pull on, sleeveless printed wrap dress with a scoop neck that he paired with black sling back sandals. Annabella put on a black metallic dot dress with long sleeves and a keyhole back and black, open toed pumps. They headed out the door and drove over to Maria's cousin's house. They went up to meet her and said hello to Jessica, Christina and Rosie as well as two of Maria's friends, Kristi and Lucy. They started talking for a few minutes before Brett asked if Nina was invited. Maria shook her head as she replied, "Nina doesn't like to come to these sorts of things with her employees. She'll be at the wedding though." Brett already knew the latter, and he saw Nina's reasoning. He knew that she did not want to make Maria uncomfortable about her behavior so he understood why she would not come. Brett soon followed the girls out to the limousine that Rosie had rented for her cousin that evening. They were then driven to a restaurant and went inside. Brett took a seat beside Annabella at the table, which was directly across from Maria. The girls began to chat and Jessica asked, "Honestly, what do you see in my brother?" Maria laughed and said, "He's a great guy." "Oh come on, I love like a brother, but I just don't see why girls have always fawned over him." "That's because you're his brother," Kristi interjected. Jessica shrugged and said, "I guess." Maria added, "William is great. He's so strong and cute. He's very romantic, and I feel safe when I'm with him." Brett hung his head a little as he heard Maria talk about why she loved William. William was strong, which made her feel safe. Brett knew that he could never offer that to a woman. He compared himself to William and felt inferior as he often did when he thought about him. Annabella then interjected, "I never understood why girls go for the tough guys." "He's got a sweet side," Maria answered. "Maybe he does, but guys like William always struck me as pretentious." "How so?" Kristi asked. "They go around trying to impress girls with how strong they are, but it's not like that strength every really benefits the girl." "Well, there's safety..." Maria began to answer, but was cutoff by Annabella. "Safety from what? If a guy mugs you with a knife, all your boyfriend's strength goes away the minute he's stabbed." "What do you think then? That guys should be little prissy girls like us?" Kristi asked with a smile and laugh. Jessica and Christina laughed too as Maria and Brett gave each other uncomfortable looks. Brett nodded and shrugged as he saw Maria mouth the words, "I'm sorry." Maria smiled at him as Annabella began to respond, "Well, I think that's better than a guy who wraps himself up in male entitlement." "Male entitlement?" Christina asked. "You know how guys can get. The laziness, the ego that keeps them from doing anything they consider women's work, but they have no hesitation to ask us to help outside the house." "I like a man to be a man," Christina replied. Annabella laughed before she replied, "A man being a man is only good for one thing." As the girls laughed at her remark, Annabella whispered in Brett's ear, "You're good for so much more than that." The food came shortly thereafter. As the girls ate, Maria asked, "Where are we going next?" "We're going to the bar down on the corner of Deal Street and Weymouth Road," Rosie said. Maria thought about the address for a moment before she said, "Sinergy, that dive?" "It's a fun place," Christina replied. "I've never heard of this place," Brett said. "That's because you're not from around here," Annabella replied. "What's the place like?" Brett asked. "It's a house of drunken debauchery," Annabella answered The conversation soon shifted to Maria's honeymoon plans. Brett tried to tune out the conversation as he finished eating and waited to split the check with the girls. Shortly after paying, the girls headed for the limousine. The vehicle sped off towards the bar that was located only a half-mile away. Brett got out of the vehicle and stared up at the neon sign on the front of the bar. The building looked run down, and he wondered just what was happening inside, which was filled with the sound of loud music blaring. The girls rushed towards the door with Brett walking casually behind them. The bouncer let them in, and they headed for the bar for drinks. Each girl ordered a drink before they congregated at the corner of the bar as the place began to fill up. Brett watched as the girls began to start dancing with guys before Kristi jumped onto the bar and started dancing. The bartenders cheered her on as she tried to get Lucy and Rosie onto the bar as well. Two men picked the girls up to help get them on top of the bar. Brett watched as the men conspicuously looked the girls' skirts as they lifted them up. Soon Maria was on the bar too as was Jessica. The girls tried to get Brett on the bar too, but he would not join them for fear of some guy looking under the skirt of his dress and seeing more than Brett wanted him to. Annabella refused to join them on the bar as well. Brett asked what her reason was, and she explained, "Five years ago maybe, but I'm too old for that shit, now." Brett smirked before he turned back to look at Maria, who appeared to be having the time of her life. The girls got off the bar when the song ended and had a few more drinks. A couple of guys asked them to dance while Brett stood at the bar. The bartender came over to Brett and said, "This is from the man at the other end of the bar." Brett raised his glass. No one had ever bought him a drink before. Then the man in his early thirties came over to Brett and asked him to dance. "Thanks, but I don't want leave my friend alone," Brett said as he motioned his head at Annabella. Maria heard Brett and pushed him towards the man. She smiled as she said, "I'm sure Annabella won't mind? Will you, dear?" While she did mind, Annabella did not want to cause a scene with her drunken coworker at her bachelorette party, so she answered, "No, I'm good." Brett grimaced at her before the man pulled him out onto the floor. His hands soon wrapped around Brett's waist as Brett's arms were around the man's broad shoulders. The man was muscular. The feeling of his hard body made Brett think about what Maria had said earlier. He understood how she felt. He felt safe in the man's embrace even though he had no attraction to him. The man's hand drifted down to Brett's ass. Brett felt a twinge between his legs that he hoped the man would not notice. He did not, but as the man pulled Brett closer, Brett felt the man's enlarged member pressed against his stomach. Maria grinned at him as she watched him dancing with the man. The song ended, and Brett was able to get away from him. Maria smiled as she came over and said, "I think you liked him better than Annabella." Brett paused, trying to comprehend Maria's drunken comment. He then answered, "No, I like being with Annabella a lot more than dancing with a drunk guy." "Liar," Maria said with a giggle as she walked away to dance with another guy beside Rosie. Annabella walked over to Brett and said, "You looked like you were going to die out there." "Maria thinks I enjoyed it." "She thinks you enjoy every thing a girl likes." "Well, I guess that's my fault." "A little, but she's also bombed, so she's not picking up on everything right now." The girls left the bar an hour later and headed back to Rosie's home. Brett figured the night was over as he sat down on a couch beside Annabella, then he heard a knock on the door. Kristi, Lucy and Rosie smiled at each other as they looked at Maria. Kristi said, "We've got one last surprise for you." Brett and Annabella looked warily at each other, knowing what was about to happen. Kristi opened the door and a man walked in a police officer uniform. "I hear you girls are making a racket in here? Which one you lovely ladies is the bride to be?" The girls pointed at Maria who was laughing as her mind was clouded in a drunken haze. The man started to strip, and Brett felt a tugging on his arm. Brett looked at Annabella's face as she said, "Let's get the hell out of here." Brett nodded and got to his feet. He said goodbye to all the girls and headed towards the door as the man's pants hit the floor to the cheers of the girls. As Brett closed the door behind him, he looked at Annabella. "Thank you," he said. Annabella shook her head and said with a grin, "Don't thank me; I wanted to get the hell out of there as much as you did." They walked towards Annabella's car as they heard shouting and laughing inside the house. Annabella and Brett looked at each other and laughed as they got into the car. Brett sat down in the passenger's side seat of the car and leaned over to kiss Annabella. Annabella smiled at him as their lips parted, and she started the car. She drove them home and let them inside. Brett walked up into the bedroom he shared with Annabella and changed into a black lace trimmed slip while Annabella walked over to the bed wearing only her black panties. Brett stared up at her as she moved to join him on the bed. Annabella leaned over Brett and placed a kiss upon his lips. She laid herself over Brett's body and grinned as she looked down at him. ----------------------------------------------------------------------- When Sunday morning came, Brett and Annabella stirred from their bed. Brett made breakfast for the two of them before they showered and started getting ready for Maria's wedding. Brett got ready first and dressed in the above the knee, yellow bridesmaid's dress Maria picked out for him. Brett pulled it up his body. He looked down as he pulled at the dress's rounded neckline before he looked in the mirror. He ran his hands over the pleating at the bust and the ruching over the waist before he placed on the matching yellow heels. Annabella laughed when she saw Brett fully dressed in the short, satin dress. Through a grin she asked, "She couldn't have picked some more flattering for the girls." Brett shrugged and said, "I know. I think she doesn't want anyone to outshine her on her wedding day. I'd probably do the same thing in her shoes." "You would think she would have gone with something more modest then. That dress is going to be riding up on you all night whenever you sit. You'd better be prepared to keep your knees together all night." "Yah, yah," Brett replied. "I'm serious dear. It's also makes you look a little masculine." "I look a little masculine in my bridesmaid's dress," Brett replied with a laugh. "Well the dress kind of makes your shoulders look broad and flattens out your chest." "Do you think I should stuff more in there?" "No, that would be a waste. There's no salvaging this." "Thanks for making me feel pretty," Brett retorted as he rolled his eyes at Annabella's critique of his appearance. He agreed with her, as did all the other bridesmaids, but they had to wear the dress because it was what Maria wanted them to wear. Annabella drove Brett over to Maria's mother's home so that he could get ready with the other members of the bridal party. Annabella briefly said hello to the girls before she left to finish getting ready at home. Brett sat with the girls as they had their hair and makeup done. Brett smiled at how odd it felt to have the stylist working on him. He was used to doing his own makeup and had not had a haircut since he started working at the office. However, Brett had given many haircuts since then. He had obtained a part time job on Sunday's at a local shop after he obtained his cosmetology license. It was a decent size shop with eight stations. He got to work at the owner's station, since she did not like to come in to work on Sundays. She instead had the longest tenured stylist, Mika, run the shop that day of the week so she could spend the day with her husband and two young children. Obtaining the job was easy for Brett since the owner was a long time friend of Nina's. Nina raved about Brett's skills and her friend, Gianna, hired him after she saw the job he did on Nina's hair. Gianna complemented his work, and his girlish manner of dress. Brett realized quickly that Gianna was a girly girl. The first time he met her in the shop, she was dressed in a dress, tights and heels, which seemed impractical to him considering her job. However, Brett quickly realized that all the girls in the shop were dressed similarly. Soon after he started, Brett learned that there was an unwritten dress code at the salon that required all of the stylists to wear either a skirt or dress to work. Given that his wardrobe consisted mostly of skirts and dresses anyway, this was no great burden for Brett. Brett was also happy to have the extra income the job provided and quickly grew a small cliental of regulars. As the girl styled his hair in Maria's mother's home, Brett thought about how many times he had done the same for a Sunday morning wedding. Brett smiled as he looked at the understated look the stylist gave him. It was a look that was dissimilar to the one he had become used to on Sundays. Gianna's rules regarding the stylists hair was strictly enforced by Mika. Mika made sure that the girls' hair was always styled with gel to make it seem larger and more stylish. Brett also wore more makeup than usual to fit in with the girls at the shop. Although he felt understated was the better approach for him, he knew that since the other girls wore a considerable amount of makeup, he had to as well. Having to adopt such a girlish appearance was not the only thing Brett had to get used to at the shop. While Brett was used to cutting hair from his past experience as a stylist, his second job entailed more than that. As the only stylist that did not work there another day of the week, Brett was ordered to clean up around the shop more frequently than the other girls. Brett frequently found himself passed over for walk-ins as he was ordered to sweep up the hair from the floor or wash the hair of the other stylists' cliental when the shampoo girl took a break. The stylist finished with his hair shortly before the girls were due to leave. Brett followed the girls out the door and took a few photographs with them in front of the house before they entered the limousine. Brett chatted with the girls as the driver made his way to the church. They entered the church together and headed off to a room to the side to wait for the procession to start. The music started, and Brett left the room first as he was the first bridesmaid scheduled to make his way down the aisle. He took the arm of William's friend Tom. Brett hooked his arm around Tom's while he held a bouquet in his hands as he walked silently up the aisle. He saw Annabella's smiling face on the bride's side of the aisle beside Nina, Deborah and Deborah's husband, Frank. He came to a stop as he parted ways with William and watched the girls come down the aisle one by one until Maria came down the aisle with her father by her side while her sister followed behind her. Brett watched with knots in his stomach as Maria's father pulled up her veil and kissed her before he handed her off to William. Brett felt a sense of happiness for Maria mixed with sadness as he knew that he would never experience what William and Maria were. He listened to the vows with a smile as the rings were exchanged. Brett smiled and clapped as Maria and William shared their first kiss as husband and wife, even as he felt a gnawing feeling inside of him. He walked out on Tom's arm and took a few pictures with the wedding party before he was able to separate from them and speak to Annabella. Annabella put her arm around Brett's waist. Brett felt a familiar sense of happiness as he felt her fingers rubbing against his dress. Brett smiled as he watched Maria share a kiss with her husband as he placed his head on Annabella's shoulder for a second.