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Chaeyoung and I have been engaged for a few months now, and things had been amazing. Now that I knew why she constantly stood me up, I was actually enjoying it. The normally unforgivable act had become a regular occurrence. She'd show up an hour late to dinner or show up to the movie theater as I was walking out of it.

The time she did that, we'd had sex up against her car in the back corner of the parking lot. We were well hidden, but thanks to the well placed street light above us, we were visible to anybody who may have looked.

Tonight, we were going out to celebrate our engagement with our friends. A new club opened up downtown and everyone pitched in to get us bottle service in the VIP section. Jihyo, Nayeon and Sana had begged to get ready. Chaeyoung and her other friends were sitting on the couch watching ESPN and pregaming while we danced around in underwear and robes, doing our hair and makeup.

As much as I loved Chaeyoung standing me up and where it lead, that wasn't something our friends could understand. Or something they needed to even know about. Which is why I wanted her on time tonight. That conversation had lead to me making her promise to be on time for any and all wedding related activities.

She'd obliged, but grinned wickedly when she reminded me that would be the last time she'd be on time to anything. That has lead to a conversation about her ever giving up her lateness. When I asked if I letting her fuck me in public whenever she wanted, even without standing me up, would stop it, she had paused, thinking about it.

"Maybe," she'd mused. "You'll have to pass a test first."

"What test?" I'd asked nervously.

"You'll see." I was still waiting for said test.

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"Have you gotten any planning done?" My friend Nayeon asked while applying her foundation.

"We picked a date." Before I could tell them when it was I was met with a chorus of loud shrills. I was the first one in our group to be getting married.

"May 7th," I said.

"So we've got a little less than a year to plan," Jihyo said. I nodded, coating my lashes in mascara.

"Did you pick a maid of honor yet?" Nayeon mused.

I had been hoping that question wouldn't come up. I didn't want to ruffle any feathers before we went out.

"Not yet," I admitted truthfully. I had a sister, but we weren't close. She'd only met Chaeyoung once. It wouldn't make sense for me to ask her. And my group of friends from college was so close, somebody would be hurt.

"It's your choice," Sana said, giving me a sympathetic look.

I would make the choice eventually. I was leaning towards Sana. She was the most level headed and would definitely give the least embarrassing speech. Even so, my mind wasn't completely made up.

Chaeyoung and I had moved in together and despite it only having been a few weeks I was reminded of how necessary this was. Girl time. The laugher and inappropriate comments were half the fun of going out.

"What are you going to wear?" Nayeon asked. Putting the finishing touches to on my makeup I walked to the closet and pulled out the dress I was planning on wearing.

"This," I said holding up the dress. It was a little different than what I would usually wear. It wasn't less revealing or less sexy, but an entirely different style. It was black with a deep v cut and halter straps. From the front it looked incredibly modest. It has a loose, flowing skirt that fell to my knees, making it longer than what I'd usually wear to a club.

"So conservative?" Jihyo asked. Wordlessly I spun the dress around, revealing the backless portion of the dress.

"I take it back," she said quickly. "Chaeyoung isn't going to be able to keep her hands off you." That's the point. I thought.

She still hadn't fucked me on the roof of her, I mean our building. Maybe tonight would finally be the night. Sitting back in front of the vanity I straightened my long wavy blonde locks. I desperately wanted to cut it but I'd need to ask the stylist if that would make a wedding up do more difficult.

Once my hair and makeup were done I slipped into my dress and put on a pair of sky high black pumps. My feet would hate me in the morning but the way they made my ass and legs look was worth it.

"You look so hot," Jihyo groaned, pulling her spanks up.

"You don't need those," I told her. I was desperately trying to get her to see my dietician who was an anti diet dietician. She'd worked wonders on my relationship with food and my body. But my friend was a slave to the Instagram models and diet teas.

"Are we ready?" Nayeon asked.

"Yes," I said happily.

"Let's do some shots," Sana exclaimed.

Our heels clanked through the hallway as we made our way to the kitchen. Reaching into the freezer to pull out the vodka I then poured four shots.

"To Chaeyoung and Mina!" Jihyo said clanking our glasses together before we swallowing the liquor.

"One more!" Refilling the glasses I steadied myself for the burn again. "To my friends," I said, clanking our glasses together before taking the second shot.

"I ordered a car," Jihyo said tucking her phone back into her bra. Dresses needed pockets. Double checking to make sure we all had our phones, IDs and credit cards stashed away we walked towards the door.

The drive to the club passed quickly. Jihyo asked the driver a ridiculous amount of personal questions. Where he was from. If he had kids. What his wife's name was. I always tipped extra when she was too chatty, feeling bad for the poor drivers she bombarded with conversation. When we stepped out of the cab my phone beeped.

Chaeyoung: We're already inside

"They are inside", I said as Jihyo walked in front of us, giving our name to the bouncer. We were let in immediately and escorted to the VIP section. Chaeyoungs brown eyes lit up when she saw me, eyes greedily raking up and down my body. Smirking I gave a little twirl, revealing the back of my dress, or lack there of.

Sauntering over to her I squealed when she pulled me down onto her lap. "You just want me to fuck you in a club bathroom again don't you?" She asked the question gruffly in my ear. Her words had a shiver running up my body.

"Maybe."

"I've got something better planned for tonight." She was up to something. I should have known.

The scantily clad waitress took our order; we ordered the allotted four bottles and mixers. Two bottles of whiskey for me, Chaeyoung and her friends, vodka and tequila for others.

Jihyo was already flirting with Tzuyu and she was only a few drinks in. Someday she'd admit she was in love with Tzuyu, but for now she used her as a drunken hookup to forget the shitty guys she dated. Hopefully she'd get it together before Tzuyu realized that Jihyo actually deserved someone who treated her better.

Dahyun and Sana, although single had no interest in Chaeyoung's other friends, Troy and Bam. Which was good, since they were both taken. Happily. With each other.

I was on my third drink when I finally felt the urge to dance. "Wanna dance?" I asked, Chaeyoung over my shoulder. I still hadn't moved from my spot in her lap.

"Sure." We made our way to the dance floor with Bam, troy, Dahyun and Sana, leaving Tzuyu and Jihyo to continue their will they or won't they dance. They would.

Chaeyoung pulled me against her. chest to chest while our hips pushed together, one of her legs between mine. "This dress is so sexy, baby."

I smiled against her chest while our bodies rocked to the beat. Troy and Bam were basically dry humping; although, I'm not sure what Chaeyoung and I were doing could be qualified any differently. Spinning me around quickly she pulled my ass against her groin, allowing me to feel her hardness already. I couldn't hold back the low moan that escaped me, allowing it to get louder as she trailed her rough hand down my bare back.

I didn't know how long we'd been dancing for, but I was thirsty and in desperate need of another drink. Troy and Bam came back with us while Sana and Dahyun stayed, seeking new dance partners.

The night continued much like that. Troy and Bam made out regularly, bordering on inappropriate but I was hardly one in a position to be judging. Jihyo and Tzuyu danced together; they had so much chemistry I didn't know how she could keep denying it. Dahyun and Sana came back for drinks regularly before finding more women to grind with on the dance floor.

We laughed and drank and joked and cheers'd to me and Chaeyoung and our impending marriage. Laughter and booze flowed and everyone was incredibly drunk. When the club finally closed around three in the morning we poured ourselves outside. Sana and Nayeon were grumbling about being the seventh and eight wheel while Tzuyu and Jihyo had started making out. Causing Troy and Bam to do the same, right along with me and Chaeyoung.

When the car pulled up the driver protested as eight of us piled in to a car that wasn't meant to seat more than five. I sat on Chaeyoung's lap, pushed all the way against the door, Jihyo sat next to her with Jihyo on Tzuyu's lap and on the other side was Troy in Bam's lap. Dahyun was in the front with Sana on her lap.

When the driver continued to protest saying we needed to order a second car, Bam, slipped him a hundred dollar bill. After that I'd never seen a man put a car in gear so fast.

There was barely any room to move but somehow Chaeyoung managed to slip is hand between us, her fingers sliding along the fabric of my thong between my cheeks. Subtly, she pushed me up a little before situating her fingers at my entrance. And absolutely nothing was visible thanks to the extra length and flowing style of my dress.

I was already wet from grinding on her in the club. But here in the back of a crowded car, surrounded by all our friends, with her doing forbidden things to me, I was soaking my panties.

Why was she starting this? There was no way we'd be able to finish before we got home.

"Quiet," she whispered in my ear as she slid two fingers inside me. Above the laughter and yelling of our friends I didn't have to worry that someone had heard her. I was biting my lip, holding my moans in. If the car was quiet they would definitely be able to hear her fingers pushing into my wetness. I sent up a silent thank you that our friends were loud when drunk. "You're going to come on my fingers," she whispered, nipping at my ear. "My slutty fiancée is going to come nice and quietly on my fingers in front of all our friends."

Shit.

Her words did it. I bucked against her, eyes shutting as I came.

"Will you stop fidgeting," Jihyo hissed at me.

"Sorry," I managed to make my voice come out somewhat squeaky instead of breathy like it wanted to. "I just need to adjust," I said. Lifting up a little I felt Chaeyoung's fingers pull from my needy core. A combination of relief and aggravation washed through me. I didn't know if I could come quietly a second time, but now that she'd started I was desperate for her to keep going. My skirt was still covering us completely. When I sat back down against her, I cursed, "shit!" Somehow, she'd managed to free herself, allowing me to impale myself on her when I sat back down.

All eyes turned to look at me. "Sorry," I nearly shouted. "My feet just hurt so damn bad from these shoes."

"You love this," she whispered in my ear.

Fuck. I did. It was so wrong. But I loved it. She was rocking against me subtly, but given the circumstances it was enough. "Excuse me, driver," she said. How the hell could she speak so normally. "Can we hit the drive through? I'm starving."

She was hitting something alright. And it was that spot deep inside me that was guaranteed to make me see stars. Our friends all shouted their agreement at her drive through suggestion.

"Can't. I need to stay on the route." Using her protest as an excuse, Chaeyoung lifted her hips, fishing in her back pocket for her wallet. The motion pushed her deeper inside me. Leaning forward I clutched the back for the drivers seat, my mind running through every curse word in the book as I was being pushed towards another orgasm.

This dress was fucking magical because Chaeyoung leaned forwards, pushing me further against the back of the driver's seat while slipping her another large bill.

"Where would you like to go?"

"McDonald's!"

"In-n-Out!"

"Chicken!"

And those three shouts weren't the only suggestion. "Where do you want to go, baby?" Chaeyoung whispered in my ear. Fuck. She was trying to kill me.

"McDonald's," I answered breathlessly.

I was beyond drunk. As evidenced by my craving for McDonalds. Honestly give me In-n-out any day of the week. Further evidence was the fact that the head of my fiancé's dick was brushing past my g-spot as she thrusted slowly in and out of me in the back of an over full cab. She was doing it so subtly that nobody noticed. My legs shook, my entire body trembled as my orgasm built. It was slow and torturous, far from the urgency our love making usually had.

There were still protests going on about my choice of drunk fast food choices but our driver was already pulling into the McDonald's parking lot.

"What do you want to eat babe?" Chaeyoung whispered in my ear. Honestly, that shouldn't have been as sexy as it was. She could recite the damn Declaration of Independence in that voice and it'd get me going.

"Big Mac meal. Diet Coke."

"I'll have a 12 piece nugget meal. Orange soda," Chaeyoung said. "Extra bbq and sweet and sour." The rest of our friends rattled off their orders but I was too distracted with the furious way my pussy was clamping down on her cock.

"Chaeyoung," I whimpered hoping nobody was listening closely.

"What's wrong baby?" She asked.

She knew damn well what was wrong. "Are you going to come for me?" Her lips brushed against the shell of my ear, her voice so low even I could barely hear it.

"Yes," I hissed. My pussy convulsed around her, my eyes clenched closed and I came silently.

"Fuck," she cursed under her breath. Our food order was finally ready. Tzuyu handed over her credit card paying for close to one hundred dollars in fast food we'd all regret tomorrow.

"I'm not done," she whispered as we pulled back into traffic. "Fuck, Mina. I love being buried inside you." My body shook at her words.

Jihyo and Sana were arguing about something and while I'd usually be rolling my eyes at them, I was thankful for the distraction they caused.

Rocking against her I squeezed my pussy muscles around her. Milking her cock. "More," she said lowly. Suddenly I was the one in control. Usually it was her. And that's how I preferred it.

Repeatedly and urgently I contracted myself around her. "I'm gonna fill this tight little pussy. Come inside you while our friends sit next to us, with no idea."

And she was back to being in control. Biting my lip I continued to squeeze around her while her hands dug in to my hips. With a low nearly inaudible groan she came, spilling inside me while our friends were blissfully ignorant around us, talking exuberantly.

When the driver pulled up to our house, Chaeyoung carefully opened the door so we didn't fall out. Instead of letting me climb off her first she turned us both, standing us both up and out of the car while she pulled out of me and tucked herself back into her pants. The movements were graceful, and still nobody saw a damn thing. My panties slid back in to place and I slid my dress down.

"I love you," she whispered in my ear before guiding me to the door. She fumbled a little with the keys but eventually the eight of us were inside.

My body was buzzing with post orgasmic energy as we gathered around the kitchen island, tearing into the takeout bags. The drunken chatter had been replaced with drunken eating.

I could feel our mutual release pooling in my panties. The sensation made me fidgety, uncomfortable, and hornier than I had been even in the back of the car. Troy and Bam were making their way to our guest bedroom but Chaeyoung was quick to turn them away. Last time they'd spent the night we'd received a noise complaint about their all night sexcapades.

Eventually after a long discussion about guest bedroom etiquette Troy and Bam ordered an Uber to one of their places. Not that it mattered which, they were neighbors. Jihyo and Tzuyu left quickly after them fighting with Dahyun and Sana because they wanted to share the Uber and crash with Jihyo. Tzuyu wasn't about to let that happen.

It was close to three thirty in the morning when they finally left us alone. As soon as the door closed Chaeyoung had me pinned against it, hands above my head trapped in one of her large hands. "Fuck. You have no idea how sexy you are."

"C-Chaeyoung," I moaned her name, loud and clear, the way I'd been dying to all night. "Fuck me. Please!"

Lifting me she wrapped my legs around her waist, panties pushed to the side, her cock already out, slamming her hard again cock inside me. "Look at you. Such a slut. My perfect slutty fiancé."

"Chaeyoung~F-fuck~Harder!" Pulling her hips back, she slammed forward into me, filling me completely. "I'm going to come again," I cried.

"Come on my cock, baby. Squeeze me with that pretty pussy."

"Chaeyoung! Yes!" I cried as I came again.

"Fuck. I'm going to fill you again." Her Face buried in my Neck, she came again, filling me again. She kissed my lips quickly before pulling out. "You passed the test," she smirked cockily.

"That was your test?" I gasped.

"Mhmm. I'll never be late again," she promised. Scooping me into her arms she walked us towards the bedroom. "And you're going to keep letting me fuck this pretty little pussy in public whenever I want."

"Yes," I confirmed attaching my lips to her.

"My slutty little fiancée," she whispered lovingly before dropping me to the bed, already ready for round three.