“Wow, nice room.”
Luke smiled, “thank you. Though most of the work in the house is thanks to my wife.”
“I congratulated her on some of it earlier. I’ll have to let her know that the bedroom is even better.”
“Maybe it’s best to not mention that.” He seemed unconcerned, as if he knew it was a joke.
I smiled, “oh yes, how silly of me.”
“Hi, Colin,” I nodded towards him on the couch. “Decided about my dress yet?”
He returned my nodded greeting and gave a small laugh at the comment. Geoff looked at him quizzically.
“We, er, spoke earlier at the party.” Colin left it at that and if Geoff found it unsatisfactory he didn’t press things.
I was feeling better and better with each passing second as my confidence and anticipation rose. I was feeling more in control of one of my adventures than ever before, I felt two steps ahead of Luke and Colin and was revelling in their tension at wondering how best to move things along. I presumed Geoff would once again stay in the background.
“So, no second thoughts about our arrangement?” Luke took the initiative.
“No.” I looked him in the eye. “Have you?”
“Ah, no, of course not.” His eyes flickered down to the floor next to the bed. “I have your presents right here.”
He bent to pick something up and I walked slowly across towards him. He put a bag from some expensive looking clothes shop on the bed and then reached inside and pulled out what looked to be a long, black evening gown. He held it out towards me.
“Oh, that looks gorgeous.”
It did, and I gladly took it and held it up to study. At first glance it had seemed elegant but far more conservative than anything I’d been expecting to wear that evening. Looking closer, however, it was far more daring. It was strapless and the front of the dress also dipped between the breasts so would no doubt offer lots of cleavage. It looked tight around the bum and would then hang loosely over my legs almost to my feet, but there were several splits stretching up to mid thigh and possibly higher. I was still surprised they’d chosen a dress, but it began to make a bit more sense.
“Seriously, this is a gorgeous dress.” I looked around the room, all three me were watching me closely. “I’m not sure the bra I’ve got on will work with it, though.”
I expected that we’d soon agree that maybe I didn’t need a bra at all, but my comment seemed to spur Colin into action.
“I’ve, er, taken care of that.”
He reached to the side of the couch and handed me another bag. I put down the dress carefully and checked inside, it was immediately clear it was underwear. I looked up at the three men watching me closely.
“How very thoughtful.” I smiled, “I suppose you’re hoping I might feel obliged to model this for you without the dress.” From my tone it was obvious I wasn’t offended or even really bothered by the prospect.
“Well, we did wonder.” Luke grinned, I could see his hopes rising by the second.
“It’s just like a bikini, really.” Colin sounded more nervous but was still keen to be involved.
“That’s true, but.” I hesitated, pulling the lingerie out of the bag. “I’m not sure there’s quite enough to make a bikini in here.” I held up what I’d found, which was black stockings, a suspender belt and a pair of knickers. They looked small, expensive and attractive but there was still no bra.
“Oh, wait, there should be.”
Colin stood and quickly took the bag from the bed, he rooted around in the paper and after a few false starts pulled out something I’d missed.
“Here it is.” He handed me a pair of small, black pouches fastened together. “They, er, said it was what you needed with that sort of dress.”
As he’d spoken I’d figured out what it was, they were adhesive bra pads that would sit on my boobs and push them up. I’d never worn them before but I knew the principle, they would supposedly stick in place without the need for a fastening around my body.
“Right.” I held it up and all four of us stared. “My bikini top was bigger than this wasn’t it, Geoff?”
“I suppose it was.” There was a slight pause before he added, “not by much, though.”
“You would say that. Well, I guess we’ll start with the dress and see how it goes.”
“Perfectly acceptable.” Luke clapped his hands together and looked towards the bathroom. “If you like you can get changed in there.” He said it hesitatingly, as if I might choose otherwise.
I tried to give him a knowing smile. “I think I will use the bathroom if that’s OK?”
“Of course.”
He extended his arm to show the way, I picked up the dress and underwear and went inside. I smiled once again at the three of them as I shut the door, everyone was acting so polite and pleasant but the tension underneath was delicious. I wondered if they were all getting as a big a thrill from it as I was.
Spurred on by that I changed quickly, letting my dress and underwear drop to the floor and be kicked to one side. As I stood naked, fumbling with the stockings I realised that I hadn’t locked the bathroom. I immediately knew I wasn’t going to bother, it didn’t seem likely that anyone would try and get in but the added frisson was just more fuel for my fire.
By now I was fairly skilled in putting on this sort of lingerie, and I was soon fastening the garter belt around my waist. There was a large mirror over the sink so I had been keeping an eye on myself as I went and I knew I looked as sumptuous as ever. I couldn’t wait for the men to see me and it came as no surprise to realise I would definitely be taking off the dress for them. Geoff’s almost warning to not go too fast was in the back of my mind, but it now seemed close to impossible to follow. I would have to hope that Luke and Colin’s hesitancy to push their luck might help me out.
The bra stuck in place around my boobs easily and definitely gave them some lift. It felt largely secure as long as I took care with my movements, but as I pulled the black gown up and felt my boobs bounce slightly it certainly slipped a little. I settled the bra back and then slipped the gown up and zipped it. I contemplated myself in the mirror. As with the dress I’d worn at the restaurant the quality was evident in the fit and the feel. I was very happy with it.
As expected it hugged my stomach and bum tightly, but flowed down from my hips quite freely. Even as I stood still the splits gave views high enough to offer a hint of stocking top. Higher still was some of my most impressive cleavage yet, with the bulge of both breasts clearly visible. They seemed to be almost flowing out of the top of the gown, and the dip in the neckline offered a glimpse of their round sides. It was an elegant, beautiful dress, but it showed my body off in a serious way. It wasn’t a dress suitable for most parties and I couldn’t help but wonder about the reaction if I wore it downstairs. Smiling to myself I made my way back to the door.
“Wow!”
As I walked out Luke was the only one to offer comment immediately, but I could feel all three sets of eyes on me in an approving way. Being even more the centre of attention I felt that the room was small with all four of us in it, and I hesitated slightly before deciding to stand by the window.