by Bridy McAvoy
Chapter 37
Just over an hour later, most of the guys had settled into the large den in Lizzie’s house and were busy chatting, drinking and wondering what the next phase of the retreat would be. Speculation was rife but the only one in the room involved in the planning, Joe, kept a diplomatic silence. Finally, his mobile buzzed a text message which he looked at and then rose to his feet.
“Gentlemen, the ladies are now ready for the next part of our weekend’s entertainment. Lizzie has graciously consented to compere a fashion show for us. Please give her a warm welcome. Gentlemen, our hostess for the evening, Lizzie!”
All eyes were riveted on the doorway as Lizzie gracefully sashayed into the opening. She looked absolutely stunning in a long black evening gown. The stain finish material swept from shoulder to ankle. However, the front dipped almost to navel level and was held partly closed at the level of her breasts by a single thin strap. The group applauded and she dropped a small curtsey before twirling to show them the rear, confirming the dress was backless clear down to the swell of her buttocks. Her movement also betrayed the fact that the sides were split to thigh level. She was stunning, radiant, and quite obviously naked underneath except for her stockings. When the applause finally died down she moved to the side of the doorway.
“Gentlemen, please enjoy the show tonight. Our models have selected their outfits specifically to demonstrate to you how they could fulfill all your fantasies.”
The emphasis on the word all wasn’t lost on her audience who were trying to keep track of the way her nipples tented the front of her dress and the doorway waiting for the first of the other women to appear.
“Gentlemen, today Rebecca is going to show you exactly how the perfectly dressed businesswoman should appear and perform in the office.”
Again, most of the men in the room caught the emphasis on certain words and, as a result, wildly applauded when a frankly demure-looking Rebecca appeared in the doorway. She was wearing a navy business suit over a cream cotton blouse. Her skirt, although slit at the side, was short but not excessively so for the work place, and the jacket fastened with one button was tailored to emphasize her bust. Her stocking-clad legs ended in elegant navy heels which again were not too excessive, perhaps only two inches high.
She walked to the middle of the room and pirouetted in front of the audience, standing there, one hand on hip with that hip thrust out to the side. Sexy enough to get another look in the office but not exactly the raunchy display they were expecting.
Joe stood up, moving over to her, and the other men relaxed as they realized something else was about to happen.
“Tell me, Rebecca, that looks very nice, but do you always work in a jacket?”
“Well, sir, usually I hang my jacket over the back of my chair like any good secretary does.”
She pantomimed, looking around.
“But I don’t see a chair.”
The audience chuckled.
“Then let me hold your jacket for you.”
“Oh, thank you, sir.”
Rebecca wiggled her ass as she turned from her side-on position facing Joe to face the rest of the room, and flicked open the large button which had been holding the jacket closed before shrugging it back off her shoulders. There was a chorus of low whistles as she slowly turned around, showing them the back of the blouse. Unlike the silk front the back was thin lace and the lack of a bra strap across her back was clearly visible. She handed the jacket to Joe as she turned to face him again.
“What do you consider your office duties as a secretary are then, Rebecca?”
“Anything my boss wants me to do… As long as he asks nicely.”
“So, what do you do if the office starts to get a bit warm?”
Without answering, Rebecca reached up and undid the top two buttons on her blouse.
“Warmer than that.”
Another two buttons were flicked open, leaving only the bottom three holding it closed.
“Warmer still?”
Now only the bottom button held the blouse closed, although it was still tucked into the waistband of her pleated skirt. She turned to face her audience as Joe moved around behind her.
“Now, what do you do if the boss says ‘stand still’?”
“That’s an easy one… I stand still.”
“Then stand still, please, Rebecca.”
“Okay.”
All of the eyes in the room were now focused on Rebecca’s cleavage, revealed by the gape of the blouse. Joe moved close behind her and, from the rustling sound and the way the blouse jiggled, they all guessed he was pulling it out from the skirt at the back. His hands came into view, completing the process at the sides and finally at the front. When his hands met they reached for the final button and popped that open, allowing the blouse to hang to the sides.
Rebecca stayed motionless except for the small shudder that passed down her body as Joe’s hands began to caress the smooth flesh of her belly. After a minute he grasped the edges of the blouse and drew them further and further apart, exposing more and more of Rebecca to the hungry eyes of the watching men. Finally, the blouse was hanging limply to the sides and her breasts were completely exposed. Another chorus of whistles went round the room as they drank in the sight and watched as her button nipples hardened and crinkled even further to their fullest extent. Lizzie watching from the side was impressed by the way Rebecca maintained her poise and the smile never left the other woman’s face. She could feel her own juices beginning to flow as she watched the disrobement of her neighbor.
Joe had undone the catch at the top of Rebecca’s skirt as he pulled the blouse free, allowing the waistband to slacken off so he could pull the blouse free. Now his hand disappeared behind the woman and all ears heard the sound of the zip being pulled down. Although the skirt looked tight it was a long zip, and with gravity playing a part, the skirt slid gently down Rebecca’s long legs to display her underwear.
Rebecca was now wearing only a pair of pale blue panties, her black hold-ups and heels. As she stood there with her legs slightly parted you could just make out a slightly darker spot on the crutch of the panties where her juices had soaked through.
“Excellent, my dear. You make a very good secretary and now I would like to make that secretary!”
Joe held out his hand and Rebecca dropped a curtsey to the other men before allowing Joe to lead her over to his large chair. He gently pulled her into his lap, sitting sideways facing the rest of the room. One hand caressed her thigh and the other closed over her breast as he began to kiss her gently on the lips.
“Gentlemen, our next models represent two other faces of the American woman today. We have Carol who is our cook and Susie who is our decorator.”
On cue, the other members of the quartet entered the room. Carol was wearing a striped apron over the top of denim shorts and a t-shirt. Susie was wearing dungarees over a cut off white t-shirt.
There was polite applause as the two entered but their outfits were not particularly sexy so eyes wandered back over to where Joe was making out with Rebecca. They clicked back as soon as they saw what Carol and Susie had started to do as soon as they reached the middle of the cleared floor.
Watching the two women as they embraced and kissed was more than the men had expected. Through lidded eyes, Rebecca watched her neighbors as Joe’s hungry mouth clamped down over her proffered nipple.
Carol wrapped her arms around Susie’s neck, kissing the taller blonde hungrily. Susie returned the kiss but placed her arms around Carol’s waist, allowing her hands to slowly rub the small of her back. Carol pretended to swoon into her partner’s arms as those hands moved down to the cheeks of her ass. In truth, it wasn’t much of a pretense. She was enjoying the attention Susie was giving her and she could feel the pressure of the men’s eyes watching her as Susie continued to toy with her body.
As they kissed, the two women slowly shuffled round to display their outfits in their entirety. With her back to the audi
ence, Carol felt Susie pull the t-shirt clear of her shorts and she unlaced her own arms to bring them down to Susie’s shoulders. As they continued to turn, she worked on the buckles of the dungarees and finally, with Susie facing away from the audience, threw the two loose straps back over Susie’s shoulders to a roar of applause from the voyeuristic group.
A load moan came from the far side of the room and everybody, including Carol and Susie, turned to watch as Rebecca thrust her pelvis up, allowing her legs to fall further apart as Joe’s hand slid inside her soaked panties. Realizing the sudden hush was down to her, Rebecca’s eyes flew open and she blushed, but soon everyone’s attention was on the two girls making out in front of them.
Carol had pushed the dungarees down to Susie’s waist leaving only the thin cut off t-shirt above the waist. In the meantime, Susie had worked her partner’s t-shirt up until it was rolled up just below the bust line. They broke the kiss and gazed into each other’s eyes before Susie moved quickly to roll Carol’s t-shirt up above her bra-less breasts. Still hidden from the front by the apron, they were exposed from the side view. All the men now held their breath as Susie stretched her arms up above her head to allow Carol to remove her t-shirt. Carol ripped it up and over Susie’s head but left her arms angled in it above her head.
As she lowered her face to the blonde’s exposed and vulnerable breast, taking the nipple between her teeth, Carol heard a roar of approval and inwardly shuddered as her own arousal rose another notch.
Soon Susie had worked her hands behind the apron and was massaging Carol’s breasts whilst Carol continued to suck on Susie’s nipples. Carol’s hands weren’t idle either. Slowly, excruciatingly slowly from the point of view of their audience, Susie’s dungarees were being inched down from her waist exposing a pair of white cotton panties. As the dungarees hit the floor and Susie stepped out of them, her hands moved down behind the apron to undo the popper on Carol’s shorts and the room echoed to the sound of the zip being drawn down.
Moments later, Carol’s shorts joined Susie’s costume on the floor and Susie moved behind Carol to undo the tie cords on the apron, baring her partner’s breasts to the audience who now resumed whooping and cheering at the sight, transformed from ordinary housewives to sexy temptresses.
Lizzie now stepped forward to a position where the other two flanked her, holding a small canvas draw string bag.
“If I can have your attention, please?”
As she spoke a low moan escaped from Rebecca’s mouth and they all laughed as the fourth member of the group writhed on Joe’s penetrating fingers.
“In this bag are a set of pool balls. I want each of you in turn to draw a ball. There is a prize for whoever draws the white ball or the black ball. So please pass it round.”
It took only a minute for the men to pass the small sack around and draw a ball each. Finally, the Sanitation Commissioner and the Police Chief emerged with the prizes.
Lizzie went to speak but Susie interrupted her by placing a finger to Lizzie’s lips.
“Would the two winners please come forward?”
The two middle-aged men came to stand at the front and Susie motioned them to stand behind herself and Carol who was smiling wickedly.
“There is a slight change to our running order tonight that our hostess isn’t aware of yet. In a moment, Carol will set a timer going which will count down ten minutes. When that timer goes off the two gentlemen behind us will join us upstairs in the first bedroom on the right. We need that long to prepare our black and white surprises for them.”
Everyone’s faces displayed their disappointment at losing the draw. The two men moved forward slightly, both placing their hands on the hips of the near naked woman in front of them. Carol couldn’t help it and shivered.
“Lizzie had planned for Rebecca to be center stage whilst we got ourselves ready but I’m afraid she is otherwise occupied at the moment.”
Rebecca heard her own name mentioned and moaned in counterpoint, unable and unwilling to prevent the assault on her vulnerable pussy by the mayor.
“So, whilst we go and get ready, the two gentlemen here will entertain themselves, and you, by undressing Lizzie for you to enjoy after they come up to enjoy their main prize.”
There was a roar of approval from the gathered men and Lizzie contrived to look suitably embarrassed.
With that, Carol and Susie disentangled themselves from their two escorts and Carol flicked the button on the kitchen timer brought into the room for the purpose. As they left the room, all eyes turned to Lizzie as the two men on either side of her stepped closer to her.
Chapter 38
As the two women dashed up the stairs, they could hear the cheering and clapping in the room they had just left.
“Do you think Lizzie will be upset with the change of plans?”
Susie laughed.
“Who’s idea did you think the change actually was?”
“Oh!…”
“She wanted to get Rebecca involved quickly so arranged with Joe what would happen to her. She re-briefed me to change the running order since she didn’t want Rebecca getting gang-banged on the first evening. Sorry we didn’t have time to clue you in.”
Susie giggled wickedly.
“Rebecca’s gang-bang can wait till tomorrow! Come on, we haven’t got long.”
The underwear they needed to wear was laid out ready for them on the bed in the master bedroom; the other props were ready, too. They had less than ten minutes to complete the preparations for their own part in the evening’s activities.
* * * *
Meanwhile, downstairs, Lizzie, despite her feigned reluctance, was enjoying herself as the two men closed in from either side.
John, the Chief of Police swung her round to face him, side on to the other men, whilst Steve, the other draw winner, pushed up close to her from behind, sandwiching her between them. Lizzie shivered as she could feel the closeness of the two men. Steve put his hands on her hips, John cupped her face in his hands, leaned in and kissed her. Powerless to stop them, she stood passively as John moved his hands onto her shoulders and the two men began to caress her. She shivered again.
Steve’s hand, on the side facing the audience, moved lower and slowly pulled the fabric of the dress toward him. The split on that side opened automatically and very quickly the watchers were treated to an expanse of naked thigh above her black stocking tops. John, meanwhile, had maneuvered one of his hands between himself and Lizzie and had popped the snapper on the single strap that held the two fronts of the dress closed. John looked past her into Steve’s face, nodded, and the two men turned her to face the audience once more.
The front of the dress now gaped open to well below Lizzie’s cute little belly button. The entirety of her impressive cleavage was on display; indeed, both her breasts were in danger of popping into view at any moment. Both men leaned in and brushed the soft fabric of the front of the dress below her hips toward the middle. This time both slits opened and Lizzie adjusted her stance to allow more than just a glimpse of both thighs through the slit.
She expected them to expose her breasts to the chorus of catcalls, but they didn’t. Instead, they turned her again, this time to face away from the audience. The two men continued to tease their friends by lifting the back of the ankle length dress until the back of both of Lizzie’s thighs were exposed.
There was a chorus of higher, higher, and finally she felt the cool air of the room touch her buttocks. At that moment, she knew the dress was all the way up to her waist and her naked ass was on display. The applause was deafening. She glanced at the timer, three minutes to go. The dress fabric cascaded down into place and the two men were now standing in front of her, looking back toward the audience.
“Shall we take the dress off her now, boys?”
The shouts of Yes and Off resounded around the room and both men smiled at her. Lizzie shuddered and smiled back. The moment was now and she was ready, the moisture she could feel trickling ont
o her thighs told her that.
The men acted in unison, surprising since they had been picked at random. Each extended one hand to her shoulder and brushed the wide straps down onto her arms. With little to hold it against gravity, Lizzie merely stood still as the soft fabric fell down at the sides. At the front it caught on her nipples for a second but the weight of the fabric was too much to do anything other than snag for a moment. The two men’s eyes swiveled downward to feast on her now exposed chest, her nipples sticking straight out proudly.
Catching at her hips, the dress swathed her lower body but not for long as the two hands that had pushed the dress clear of her shoulder continued to travel down her arms until they could pull the dress free. Finally, the dress hit the floor leaving her naked, apart from her stockings and heels.
“Turn around. Turn her around!”
The chorus went up and, with grins on their faces, the two men slowly turned her to face the rest of the audience. The whole room went wild, even Rebecca and Joe joined in the cheering as the men feasted their eyes on the naked body of the deputy mayor’s wife.
At that moment, as if on cue, the timer buzzer sounded and Lizzie spoke over her shoulder to the men behind her.
“Your presence is required upstairs, gentlemen. Enjoy.”
She smiled at them.
“And, by the way, when you have had your fill, fetch another couple up to take your places. You’ll know why.”
Lizzie chuckled and then gasped as the two men slowly pushed her forward toward the couch where three of their companions waited for her. As they guided her into the willing hands of the waiting men, the other two turned and made for the doorway.
* * * *
Carol and Susie heard the two men coming up the stairs, and smiled reassuringly at each other. It hadn’t taken them long to get ready, the props had needed a little fiddling with but they had been ready before the buzzer sounded downstairs. Lizzie’s sign had been pinned to the outside of the door and the two women heard the men come to stop outside the door. One voice was heard reading the sign aloud.