"Okay Jess, we're going to the mall," you say, jumping out of bed and immediately starting to get dressed.
"The mall?" she asks in mild surprise, "But you hate shopping."
You shrug in reply, "I think it'll be fun today," is your only response. "Now come on, get up!"
Jess smiles, slightly suspiciously at you, then gets up out of bed, reaching for a pair of panties.
"The g-string!" you cut in, smiling wickedly.
Jess pauses a moment, raising an eyebrow, then she picks up a lacy black g-string, "You're the boss."
You are dressed now and take a seat to watch the action, smiling as Jess slips into the tiny piece of lingerie. Her lovely, tight little ass looks incredible in it.
She starts to reach for a bra, then turns back towards you, "Which bra would you like me to wear?" she asks, seeming to be enjoying your requests.
You wink at your topless girlfriend, "No bra honey, I want you to wear that pink miniskirt I like so much and this." You pick up a tiny white t-shirt, several sizes too small, even for Jess's trim frame. In pink writing across the front it has the Hooters logo. You won it several weeks ago when you went there for a mate's birthday party. Jess wasn't too happy to see you bring it home and had thought you'd thrown it out as she had told you to.
"I'm gonna look like a slut!" she complained.
"Well if you want to..." you begin, knowing she'll stick to the bet and enjoying every minute of this.
"A bet's a bet," she agrees with a sigh and dresses in the clothes you requested. The short skirt shows off her long, tanned legs to excellent effect, and the t-shirt is even smaller than you expected, no more than a halter top really, and stretched tight across her perfect breasts. "Well?" she asks you, doing a quick spin to show off the sexy outfit.
"Perfect," you say with a smile, giving her the thumbs up. "Let's go," you say, grabbing you car keys up off the bedside table.
Jess slips on a pair of heeled shoes and follows you to the car. |