I refill our wine glasses, pass one to her, take her by the hand and lead her into my room. "Help me pick something out,” I ask as I take a slow sip of wine. We go into my room and she sees the stack of packages on my bed. "What did you do, win the lottery?" she squeals in amazement. "I got a promotion." I explained. She opens a package and sees the stacks of ultra sheer and sexy lingerie inside. Her eyes grow wide in amazement as she reaches in and feels the silks and satins. She opens another package and finds things hanging on satin wrapped hangers all billowy and sheer; another package reveals skirts and pants all very sexy in different ways. She flings open the boxes to reveal shoes and boots and some sweaters in another. In her excitement she downs her wine, she is like a kid in a candy store, looking and touching like she is afraid the clothes will disappear. I took another sip of my wine picked up her glass and went to the kitchen to refill. I smile as I walk reflecting on the excitement of my roomie. Her face is becoming more flushed and her nipples are about to rip through her blouse. She seems to forget how she is dressed. I wonder how she felt displaying herself for me on the table. I remember how I felt as I realized how much I had been showing during the day. The thought of it made me tingle again and my nipples started to show through my floppy sweatshirt. I topped up my glass refilled hers emptying the bottle and decided what the hell and opened another. We usually took a couple of days to finish an open bottle of wine and I am opening a second one tonight. I found some cheese and crackers in the fridge put them on a plate and set the plate and the wine on a tray. I returned to my room with the tray, my roommate had not even noticed that I had left. She was still mixing and matching outfits trying to decide which one to have me model. She was reaching across the bed to rearrange the outfits again and her split skirt parted falling open across her ass. The angle that she was at showed her slit and it was glistening with her excitement. The sight of her honey dripping slit and reflections of my experiences today made my own box wet, my nipples hardened and were clearly visible through the rough fabric of my sweatshirt, the course fleece top excited them even more. As much as I wanted to watch I interrupted her by saying, "Did you find anything you want to see yet?" She turned to face me, her face was flushed and she was breathing rapidly, her nipples protruded firmly through her sheer blouse. She almost gasped as she spoke, "They all are incredible, what type of promotion did you get?" I smiled and said as I reached into my purse and got the credit card, as I showed her the card "The type that gets to use this." She looked at the card and asked "A card to a clothing store as part of a promotion?" I smiled and replied, "They liked the new look and suggested this would help me keep it. The card is also good for an exclusive spa." "So, just to be sure about this, you showed up at work today dressed like a slut and got a promotion, free clothes and spa treatments? Where is the hook?" She noticed the wine and took another long drink half emptying her glass. "I have not found one yet, I replied, but I just started." "So what have you picked out for me to model?" I asked as I sipped my wine. She finished her glass picked up the bottle refilled both hers and mine sipped hers then went to the bed to finish the selection. She picked up some of the filmiest panties and matching bra in the stack. They were of sheer red lace. As she handed them to she said, "Go ahead, and put these on." We had been nude together before but the air seemed charged with electricity. I peeled off my sweatshirt very aware of my hard nipples. She watched my every move. She handed me the bra then took it away as she cupped it onto my breasts from behind me. As the palms of her hands touched my nipples through the fabric it was like an electric shock. She adjusted the fabric and the front of the cups parted, my nipples rubbed on her flesh as she adjusted the bra. Her body was lightly touching me and I could feel the heat form her box. Her hard nipples brushed across my back. Her hands drifted around to my back to fasten the catch. She cupped my breasts again and said, "Not quite a perfect fit" I replied, "My first fitting is tomorrow" She looked dazed at the thought. "Panties next" she whispered into my ear. I slid my sweatpants down my legs watching her face in the mirror. She smiled as my shaven slit came into view. "I like the new look" she said. The last time she seen me nude I was sporting a Brazilian wax but still had some fur. She held the panties that matched to bra down low enough for me to step in. They were almost nothing at all. I stepped into them and her hands slid them up my legs caressing my skin as she went. I reached over and downed half of my wine in one drink. This was getting too intense. She fitted the fabric to the thong into the cleft of my ass rubbing the checks as she did. Like the bra the thong also opened in the front only it opened enough to fully show my swollen lips. She handed me a long skirt of sheer black lace slit high in several places. She lifted it over my head and lowered it down over my torso guiding it across my flesh. It settled low on my hips letting the thong show above the waistline. She stepped back looked and smiled, took a deep drink of wine then picked up a blouse. It was sheer silver lace the red bra showed through like I was wearing nothing. Looking in the mirror I could clearly see the openings showing my nipples and areola. The swollen lips of my obviously smooth shaven pussy played hide and seek with the lace and high front split in my skirt. The blouse stopped and showed my belly button and the top of the red thong above the waist of my skirt. She tipped up her glass of wine emptying it, I did the same and she refilled them both. She finished off the outfit with a black lace shoulder cap jacket that only accented the bra, as it covered nothing in the front. I let out a faint gasp as her hand brushed across my rock hard nipple as she smoothed the outfit. "How about that table show" she requested with a small giggle. I reached for my glass and took a drink, went to fill it and the bottle was empty. “How much has she had”, I wondered to myself. I found a garter to match the bra and panties and put it on. I found some silver silk stockings and slid them up my legs and connected them to the garters. A pair of red high heels finished the outfit. I walked back into the living room. She has put some different music on the system, and it was a slow grinding song with an upbeat background rhythm. She was sitting on the couch looking at me as I entered the room. Her face was flushed and her eyes had an almost hungry look in them. I was aware of the wetness in my pussy and of how hard and sensitive my nipples had become. I felt like I was about to cum without ever being touched. I walked sexily to the table. Her eyes drank in every move, watching for the flashes of my smooth slit as the skirt parted. I walked to the far side of the table and turned to face her as I stepped up. Her eyes scanned my body watching the flow of the fabric revealing and slightly covering my body. As I started to do a slow grinding dance I thought I saw her stroke her nipples. I spun slowly around and bent at the waist, legs parted. When I looked between my legs I saw her hand under the slits in her skirt between her legs. |