Chapter 22

Jacqui wanted to tell her part of this story without my input. She was worried about writing it, so I suggested she contact one of my very good friends, Anna. Together, they collaborated on Jacqui and Trisha’s part of the evening.

Jacqui

Watching Robert and Trisha kiss, I knew it was what I wanted to see and I knew if I could get them together sparks would fly. Despite the butterflies fluttering away in my stomach, I was feeling incredibly aroused! I remembered back to when Robert and I met, when I modeled clothes for him to buy for Michelle, and an idea started to form in my mind; something I’m sure all three of us would enjoy. Despite the fact that Robert was currently lip tied with Trisha, I doubted that he would actually be brave enough to sleep with her. At least he wouldn’t without a little bit of encouragement that is. When their ‘sample’ kiss had gotten the results I was hoping for, I interrupted then pulled Trisha towards the bedroom. Right before we went out of Robert’s sight, I gazed back at him still standing; a look of bewilderment written across his face.

“Down to your boxers buster!” I called out to him, giving him a cheeky wink as we giggled and closed the bedroom door behind us. Even if Trisha didn’t want to go any further with Robert tonight, I sure did!

“Well, how would you rate that then?” I asked Trisha once we were alone in the bedroom, “was it okay?”

“Mmmm, maybe even a little better than okay! He’s a good kisser isn’t he!” she giggled.

I was starting to feel like a teenager at a slumber party! I stifled a grin, then focused on our mission with Trisha for this evening. After all, we hadn’t invited her home with us for nothing. But first of all I needed to be sure she was okay with the development of recent events before I put my plan in action. “Would you like things to go further tonight?” I asked, biting my lip, “further than kissing, I mean.”

Trisha looked at me and nodded, giving me a simple, “Yes.”

I breathed a sigh of relief that we were on the same wave length. “Good, because once we start, I don’t think we’ll want to stop.”

I walked over to my designated drawer in Robert’s bedroom and pulled out two nighties. “How would you like to have a little fun, maybe a little modeling for my guy?” I asked, holding up one of the nighties in front of her. “I know you’re a little taller than me, but with your height and larger assets filling it out, this will look stunning on you.”

Trisha took the nightie from me and held it out, hovering it over her body. “I love it!” she beamed, “Let’s do this!”

Standing in Robert and Michelle’s bedroom, curiosity got the better of me. I had a peek in Michelle’s drawers to see what she didn’t take with her on her trip. I was surprised that the few of her nighties that I knew about were still there, including the little silk one I knew Robert loved so much. I’m sure Michelle wouldn’t mind if I made definite plans for that one! I picked out three of Michelle’s nighties, leaving the little silk one in the drawer to surprise Trisha with later. In total, I had picked out three nighties for each of us, including the silk one I planned to surprise Trisha with. I thought that would probably be enough to sufficiently get Robert’s libido into high gear, not to mention ours! I held out the additional nighties to show Trisha. “These are Michelle’s, but we’re really good friends so I’m sure she’ll be fine with us borrowing them and I know she’ll love what we’re doing.”

As we started to change into our new attire, I couldn’t help but glimpse at Trisha. She was a very attractive woman, and I’d always considered myself to be straight, but I really couldn’t help but wonder what she looked like under that Black Angus uniform. Trisha unbuttoned her blouse and slipped it off of her shoulders revealing a very sexy black lacy plunge bra with voluptuous cleavage. She had to be at least a DD cup – a good couple of sizes bigger than me. Robert was really going to enjoy this, the girl was gorgeous! Her flat stomach was enough to make any woman jealous, she clearly worked out, obvious by her toned abs. As she unclasped her bra, I couldn’t help but peek as her ‘girls’ fell to freedom, her erect pink nipples pointing north.

She continued to undress, sliding her skirt down off her hips, standing in nothing but a lacy black thong which matched her bra. Curiosity was starting to get the better of me as I began to wonder if Trisha knew that Robert would be in the Black Angus that night as I thought back to a theory that was often circling round my workplace – and social media for that matter – a theory that in most cases was accurate. They say if a woman is wearing matching lingerie she is secretly planning a sexual liaison. From what I’ve seen working in a world famous lingerie store, and something I myself do for that matter, most women tend to wear mismatched underwear – unless they’re dressing to impress of course. Could it be that Trisha was planning on seducing someone that night? Or maybe she just liked to coordinate. Okay Jacqui for God’s sake does it really matter why she’s wearing matching lingerie!? The point was she looked hot!

I looked down at my own mismatched teal satin balcony bra and fuchsia lacy Brazilian panties. Despite the fact that I’d planned to spend a few days with Robert while Michelle was away, and I planned to spend each day seducing him with some new outfits I’d purchased from work. I’d overslept that morning, therefore ended up picking out the first set of underwear from my drawer that I could get my hands on. I’d planned to change after work, but since I’d been given the promotion opportunity and there was a large chance I’d be moving, I was so desperate to speak to Robert once my shift was over, that all lingerie priorities went out of the window. The move. With all this excitement I’d forgotten about the move! Tears stung my eyes as I began to think that in just two months time I would be leaving the area. And Robert.

NO! I would not think about the move! I had to snap myself back into reality and concentrate on this stunning beauty stretching in front of me. God she looked so fit! I was getting so turned on, I wanted to touch her. It dawned on me I’d been that busy letting my mind wander with pointless crap, I was still in my underwear. “So...” I started to say while removing my bra, “Have you err ... ever ... You know, been with another girl?”

She looked at me and shook her head. “No I haven’t, have you?”

“Well, I’ve done a few things, kissed, that kind of thing when I was in college, but definitely nothing more than that.” Screw it! I couldn’t control myself any longer! I put a hand around her waist and gave her a light kiss on the lips, “But it’s certainly something I’d like to change!”

Her lips were so soft. I could cut the sexual tension with a knife! Our lips pressed harder together and I brought my hand up stroking it through her hair. We released each other and smiled. She looked about as breathless as I felt, “Yeah, definitely!”

I could tell this was certainly going to be a fun night!

I walked over to the other side of the room to my overnight bag and pulled out my pink vanity case. “First, I think we should fix ourselves up a little to look more presentable, don’t you?” I winked.

Trisha looked through my make up case at all the lavish brands. I don’t have cheap taste when it comes to my makeup - in a profession like mine, my appearance is important and I need to constantly look my best. Her smile grew wider as she spotted some MAC foundation and Urban Decay eye shadows. “Yeah, I like that! Wow, where to begin!”

“How about we each do each other’s makeup and have our backs to the mirror till we’re both finished. Then we can surprise ourselves with the end result.” Trisha and I were like a couple of teenage girls with each other. We were both grinning and giggling about everything. I covered the large mirror and hid my little compact mirror in my make up case.

Before we went any further, I slipped into Michelle’s long silk robe and handed Trisha my short satin kimono. “I know this is a unique situation but it doesn’t hurt to retain a little modesty!” I winked and giggled. “Besides, I would hate to have black liquid eyeliner spilled on our naked flesh and mess up the nighties or something!”

I let Trisha do my makeup first. She seemed to know exactly what she was doing, as she dabbed a sponge on my face, blending in some foundation and rubbed it into my hair and jaw lines. She paused for a while as she searched through my vanity case, then swept an applicator across my eyelids as she applied some eyeshadow, before lining them with some eyeliner and applying mascara. To complete the look, she applied blusher to my cheeks, and plumped out my lips with some lipgloss. “Done!” She smiled, then asked, “What about Robert, do you think he’ll be getting a little impatient?”