| Lesbian: First Time: Girls' Night Out (1/3) |
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Rachel felt good as she walked down the street. It was Friday for a start, which always lifted her mood. But it was more than that this week. The last couple of days were the first where she could honestly say her mood was better after finally calling things off with Rob. To celebrate this, she had decided to go out with the girls from work. It had been ages since she’d let her hair down and was well up for it. As she reached Vicki’s house she could see her friend looking out for her through the lounge window, now waving excitedly. “Hiya chick!” came the unmistakable greeting. “Come upstairs, there’s been a change of plan. Nat and Jen are meeting us out; they’re not coming here to get ready. I’ve poured us some wine and we can decide to wear. What you think?” “Sounds cool to me,” Rach replied. It seemed like Vicki had made an early start on the wine as it was, judging from the giddiness, slight slurring and unsteady way she mounted the stairs. Bless her, she thought. Her suspicions were confirmed as the girls entered the bedroom. To Rachel’s surprise, her friend immediately began stripping off as though it were the most natural thing in the world. “Right then, outfits! Now I know what we said earlier about those lil’ tops and jeans, but I was thinking of something that’ll give us more fun!” As she said this, Vicki tossed her pink top onto a chair with several other scrunched up items, revealing a black strapless bra. “Yes, I was thinking of maybe some fancy dress!?” “Huh?” Rach said after a brief pause. “You know, fancy dress. Grab a bit of attention. After all, you’re single, I’m single. Even if neither of us pulls, it’ll be a laugh. Watch and learn!” Rachel found a space to sit in amongst the different shoes, clothes and bags on the bed (Vicki was a fashion maniac, but probably the most untidy person she knew). As she watched, her friend peeled off her work trousers and threw them to her. Then, to her amazement, she pulled on a pair of dark black hold ups. Over this, she pulled on the smallest black skirt Rach had ever seen. Vicki winked, standing up straight and smoothing the skirt down. “You starting to see?” She was starting to remember, that was for sure. As she watched she became mesmerized. In all the turmoil over the break up, Rach had forgotten her little session after the shopping trip a few weeks previously. But now it was coming back and she blushed. Then, without warning, Vicki unhooked the bra and dropped it. Her breasts became exposed in all their tanned glory. Just as Rachel had imagined. And once again she felt a little twinge in her panties. A fantasy alone was one thing, but this was a bit more than she could handle. By now Vicki was hoisting herself into a black diamante corset. The outfit was completed as she donned a pair of fluffy cat’s ears on a headband and some elbow length black gloves. “How do I look?” Vicki giggled. “Good enough to lap up?” “Err …you could say that.” “Come on then, we’ve got half an hour to get into town.” Vicki threw her a bag of clothes. “Matching and in your size.” * * * Rachel sat down on a sofa in the third club of the night next to Jenna. |
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wow!!!
