When I was where I wanted to be I looked around at the three of them, then raised my hair with both hands slightly.
“Would someone do the honours?”
The men got the hint that I wanted help being unzipped. Luke started to rise but Colin was quicker, he was on his feet and muttered an, “allow me” in seconds and I turned to give him access. I waited and smiled at Luke who settled himself back on the bed with a look of mild disappointment.
“Next time, perhaps.” I smiled as if to agree.
I soon felt Colin’s hands on the back of my dress, and after a brief fumbling the zip went down. It wasn’t a large zip and the dress wasn’t too loose afterwards but I always got a jolt of excitement from a man undressing me. I turned back as he sat back down and whispered a thanks in his direction, he seemed happy.
“Well, then.” I smiled and started to carefully pull the dress lower. I needed to go slow at first to make sure the adhesive bra stayed in place, but once that was fully exposed I had to pull somewhat firmly to slip it over my hips. I was concentrating on this manoeuvre so although it took a few seconds I didn’t look up to get the reaction from the men until the dress was pooled at my feet and I was stood in just stockings, garter belt, panties and a tiny bra. Their expressions were as slack jawed as ever, and I drank in the confidence they gave.
“Is it what you expected?”
“My god,” from Luke was all the audible reaction for now, so I stepped out of the dress and kicked it lightly towards the side of the bed to get it out from underfoot. Even doing that I felt my breasts move and the bra slip ever so slightly. I really would need to be careful, but I was too vain to try and shift it back in place while the men were taking their first proper look at me. I didn’t want to spoil their view even for a moment.
I turned to face Colin, which meant I presented a view of my bum to both Geoff and Luke. The knickers were in keeping with rest of the clothing, black, elegant and expensive looking. They were laced and while not a thong were not that big either. I hadn’t examined them closely but it seemed likely they gave a least a hint of my pubic hair. From behind I was sure they didn’t get in the way of a pretty fantastic view.
“Money well spent?” I said it as I took a few steps towards him. He looked up at my face after a few moments.
“Yes, absolutely.” His hesitation and perhaps slight deference to the other two men seemed to be much less, but then I was currently giving him all my attention. I stopped slightly in front of him and then gave a slow 360 turn. I glanced briefly at the other two men, but soon turned my attention back to Colin. As ever it was my intention to give all of them a private moment.
“Am I wearing it how you hoped? All the straps done up properly?” I was just saying things to make him look closely at my body, and every time he did I felt another step up in my mood. I was feeling totally in control and I realised I wanted more from him right now.
“Did you feel these stockings in the shop, they really are incredibly smooth?”
“No, I didn’t.”
I paused looking at him with what I hoped was a teasing glance. After a few moments I saw his right hand twitch and move slightly towards me.
“Go ahead.”
His hand moved towards me ever so slowly and when I could I impatiently took hold of wrist and quickly settled it on the top of my stocking.
“It won’t bite.”
He looked up at me briefly, then gently lowered his hand down to my knee feeling the stocking as he went.
“See?”
“Yes, it’s very smooth.” He paused. “Lovely.”
He started to raise his hand, running it back over my leg. He was now holding me quite firmly but wasn’t squeezing and as he reached the top of the stocking he again stopped. I could feel myself slipping into full Claire mode and without a real thought again took his wrist and lifted his hand onto my hip and the garter belt.
“Feel that too, the whole thing is gorgeous against my skin.”
He kept his hand in place and looked up at me. We shared a look and I couldn’t help but think of how his son had done exactly this to me. He didn’t look extremely like Tom but it was clear there was a resemblance, I didn’t know quite what that meant to me over and above the excitement of another man ogling my body, but it seemed like something. Perhaps it just explained why I felt so comfortable and confident with him already.
After that look Colin’s hand started to slide along my belly tracing the garter belt but not straying below to my panties. By now I was starting to feel the real excitement in my stomach, almost as if I was a bit sick. I realised I should really move away from him and on to Luke but I didn’t want to.
“Wait, I hear voices.”
Geoff’s voice broke the moment, he sounded immediately tense and serious. Colin and I froze in place, his hand still on my body.
“You do?!” Luke was alarmed, he got up and joined Geoff near the door. We waited and this time we all heard them, they weren’t very close but were obviously much nearer than the party downstairs.
“It’s my wife!”
We listened again, the conversation continued. I couldn’t make out any words.
“I’ll just try and see what’s happening.” Geoff immediately went to the door. It appeared that Luke’s immediate thought was to stop him but he let him go. Clearly none of us had any idea what to do, Colin took back his hand and I stepped away.
“Should I, er, get dressed?”
Luke looked at me in alarm, his reassured, easy nature seemed to have deserted him.
“I, um.”
Before he could say anything else the door opened and Geoff poked his head round. He spoke in a low but firm voice.
“It’s your wife, she’s bringing someone to see the bedroom and they’re already halfway up the stairs gossiping.” He paused very briefly, “They’ll be here soon so I think Colin and Claire need to hide. Good luck.” And with that he shut the door.
I looked with panic at Luke, who returned the gesture. We heard a flood of laughter from outside nearer still and that spurred him into action. He looked around quickly, then opened a wardrobe.
“It’ll have to be in here.” He grabbed my hand and started to pull me towards it.
“What about the bathroom?” Asked Colin also sounding alarmed, but remembering to talk quietly.
“She’ll show that off, it’s her pride and joy.”
I couldn’t think, I was being bundled across the room.
“My clothes!”
“No time,” said Luke. As he shoved me inside. It was a big closet but full of clothes, I ended up stood between fur or, more likely, fake fur coats.
“You too!” Luke was speaking to Colin now.
“In there as well?”
“There’s no time!”
I saw Colin’s face look worried before he stepped in. I turned to the side to give him space and the coat behind me was replaced by a man in his 40s. It felt like seconds before that we’d been sharing a moment by the couch, but Luke had already slid the door shut on us.
“Stay quiet,” he whispered from outside, “she’ll be gone in five minutes and then I’ll get you out.” We obviously had no choice but to obey.
We waited in silence for a few seconds, all I could hear was my own breathing. Then I heard a door open and voices came into the bed room. The closet door was thick so it was hard to make out what was being said, but it was clear it was two women and Luke.