“Is that fine?” I couldn’t resist directing that one at Tom’s dad.
“I, er.” He glanced at Geoff before continuing. “Perhaps you could walk across the room and back?”
I shrugged again. “That seems fine.”
I walked slowly across to the door I’d entered by then back again, passing in front of each of them as I did so. I made sure to emphasise the sway of my bum as I went. I knew the jeans were pretty tight and now that I concentrated on the sensations I could feel them constrict my movement slightly. The three of them were likely getting an enjoyable show, though also something they could probably see in any public place if they waited long enough.
This time, though, I didn’t ask for any more suggestions and sat back down.
“Enjoy the show?”
“Very much so.” It seemed like Luke was their appointed spokesman, at least for the moment. “Did Geoff say anything about why he asked you here.”
“A little. He said he had a few friends who wanted to make me a proposition. It seemed strange but I figured why not?” It seemed we were reaching the important part of the conversation, but I still felt pretty confident.
“Well, you seemed pretty comfortable just now. Modelling your outfit for us?”
“Yeah. It was a little weird but it was fine.” That was pretty much how I felt about it.
“What if we came to an arrangement where you could model some other outfits for us? Ones that we’d bought for you, and that you could keep as gifts?”
I looked around at them all, they had their different styles but it seemed as if they were hanging on my reply which was pretty flattering. I obviously had no intention of saying no.
“I suppose that would be fine. Other outfits like this?” I looked down at what I was wearing.
“Well, I guess some of them would be more, ah, interesting.”
I smiled at Luke. “More like the bikini Geoff saw me wearing you mean?”
“Yes.”
“Would that, er, be fine?” Colin joined in, he was less assured but it seemed more eagerness than nervousness that was driving him.
“I think it would be fine with me, but what would your wives say about it?” I couldn’t help but raise this topic, it was always one that excited me immensely when I was with older guys. “I assume you’re all married, aren’t you?”
I tried to sound innocent but it was likely a tough act to sell. Luke smiled and sat back, Colin seemed about to speak but Geoff stepped in.
“I’m not sure we’d be telling our wives. But then I’m sure you realised that, Claire.”
“I did wonder.” I again looked around at all three of them before speaking. “I guess it’ll be our little secret.”
“Is that, er, an issue?” Tom’s dad again asked the question.
“No, not at all.” I paused but couldn’t resist. “I think I quite like it.” I smiled at him and he smiled back for a second before Luke spoke.
“And if we bought you some underwear?”
“Now, Luke, this is beginning to sound a little naughty.”
He smiled back. “All just innocent fun, I assure you.”
“If you’re the ones choosing the gifts I suppose it’s up to you what you get me.”
“I suppose it is.”
“And, of course, there’s no obligation here. Any gifts are freely given, if you don’t want to wear them you don’t have to.” Geoff clarified.
“Pleased to hear it.”
“Of course, but I’m sure all of us would like to know what sort of things might be, ah, appreciated first to avoid any mistakes.” It seemed Luke was, in his own polite way, pressing the question.
“I could always use some new underwear, besides I like surprises.” From the looks I got back it seemed I’d been clear enough and that they liked what they heard.
“You’ll need to know my size, though won’t you?”
“Ah yes, good point.” Luke nodded to himself.
“And what about your, er, style?” Tom’s dad asked me.
“My style?”
“Yes, you know, what sort of thing you like to wear?”
“Oh, right.” The question had thrown me a little, my style was basically whatever men thought looked good on me and that was something I usually let them choose. This was the first time anyone had really asked my opinion.
“Well, I guess.” I wondered what to say, as ever my blank mind filled the gap. “I bought a few dresses just now actually, they’re in the hall. Perhaps I could.”
“Try one on for us? That would be great.” Colin looked extremely pleased with himself. I’d meant to say just to show it too them, but now the idea was out there I doubted I’d put a stop to it.
“I’m not sure that’s a good idea.” Geoff looked at his watch. “Alice will be back in about an hour, I think.” He didn’t sound worried but it did sound as if he was against the idea. He obviously had first hand experience at how things might go once I started taking my clothes off.
“An hour seems plenty of time to try on one dress, Geoff.” Luke sounded pretty firm in his own way and the point he made seemed a solid one.
I looked around, I’d obviously already decided this was fine. “I’ll go get changed then, shall I?”
“Follow me.” Geoff sounded back to his usual calm self as he into the corridor once again where I grabbed my bag.
“The downstairs bathroom is this way.” I smiled and followed him.
“I hope you know what you’re doing, Claire. She really will be back in an hour.”
“Relax, Geoff. It’s just one dress.” I purposely mimicked Luke’s phrase but made it sound slightly teasing. I very much enjoyed this feeling of having the slight upper hand over him, it was pretty much a first in our dynamic.
There were a few moments of silence as he opened the bathroom door for me.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.” His tone suggested he wasn’t completely glad about how things were going, but it seemed largely genuine.
I stepped past him to enter the room, but as I did so Geoff gave me a sharp slap across my bum.
“Now hurry up and get changed.”
I jumped a little then stopped, but didn’t let out a cry. It had been pretty firm but given the time I’d spent with Tom and Jim, both of whom were fans of spanking my bottom, I was pretty used to that sort of treatment.
Geoff’s tone had sounded almost playful, or as close as such a taciturn man could get to it, so I turned back to see what might happen next, but he was already striding back to the front room. I watched him go for a moment but it seemed that that was that for now. It was probably just a way he’d unconsciously realised would take back a little control over me, but it was maybe a new side to him that I could also enjoy.
The bathroom was spacious and well appointed, but I didn’t take much time to admire my surroundings. I quickly slipped off the sweater and my jeans and then took out the tube dress. I knew this was the one I’d be trying as I at least had some confidence about how I’d look in it. As with the one yesterday it looked comically small when not on my body, but it quickly started to stretch as I pulled it on and up over my bum.
Once it was place I reached up and unclipped my bra. There was no way I could wear one with the dress so the guys were going to get a good look at me almost immediately. The dress had no underwing or support and my boobs just sat naturally, covered only to maybe a few centimetres above my nipples. The stretchy, glittered gold material felt slightly rough on my skin and it hugged every inch of me that it covered quite tightly. It didn’t cover that much, though, and I felt just as exposed as I had in the dress yesterday. I found myself briefly wondering whether to take my knickers off given that’s how I’d worn it yesterday, it seemed a step too far, though. I quickly summoned the confidence I’d been feeling pretty much throughout the encounter so far and headed back out to greet them.