Episode 11: Pretty in Punk

5:00 PM in the afternoon came along quickly and Heidi clocked out, bidding farewell to one fashion, eager to look for another. The problem was, she didn’t have any money, having used her entire savings to get Zach out of hot water or be evicted. She had faith things would work out concerning their roommate status, he seemed dedicated now that she moved in to rescue him. Landing a job soon after only enforced her opinion on trusting him. Even sexually, he was giving her what she wanted without pushing so hard to nail her that she grew leery of him. Honestly, she loved his retaliations to things she herself set into motion, namely getting a bit of action for her sister Kayla, and their friend Nastiya. So far, so good. Still, no money to buy anything to suit what she envisioned her temporary goth look to be was depressing. Black was really it. Definitely no coloring her gorgeous blond hair, not even pink to compliment Weaver. She considered that for all of three minutes.

Easing by the store Not Topic, a blatant rip off of Hot Topic where Weaver Kytes worked at, she decided to go inside and explore what little fashion they had there as inspiration. Certainly, quite a bit of alternative clothing but nothing truly caught her eye. Weaver must have already gone home; he was nowhere in sight. Just as well, she really wanted to surprise him with whatever she put together for both that wedding and a date in general, maybe his rehearsal over the weekend. Although, saving her attire felt better. She would just dress sexy for him that wedding day gig. Changing her entire identity for any man was never going to happy. Roleplay, sure.

“Need any help?” Came a male voice behind her. She recalled the face, this was the guy behind Weaver the day she first spoke to him. The boy was tall and thin wearing an Ice Nine Kills concert t-shirt and black leather pants. His hair short and buzzed on the temples certainly gave him a goth look to a point. Nose and ear piercings seemed a tad much, but it was his life.

“Hi. Did Weaver go home already?” She made conversation.

“Yep. He got off at 3:00.”

“Earlier than that, but that’s another story.” She chuckled. He smirked at her reading into her expression. “Anyways, I’m just getting ideas for a punk look to support his band. Any thoughts?”

He looked her over from head to toe and nodded, “You have potential. Are you wanting punk sexy or punk subtle?”

“Look at me! Is there anything subtle about me?”

“Honest?”

“Yep.”

“You’re hot but your fashion says rich girl.”

“So, not rich. I just like nice clothes. I have to dress nice working at Victoria’s.”

“What about on your off time?”

“Bra and panties.” She laughs, “If that. When I go out, it just depends on what I’m doing. I dress for occasion.”

“Sweet! I can see that.” He grins but tries to contain being too outspoken. “Okay, I’m going to stop picturing leisure time.”

“Love the leather pants but I don’t think they would be me. I’m more leggings to fit form my bodacious booty.” She snickered, “Comfy punk sexy!”

“Nothing wrong with that. So, are you dating Weave?”

“Working on it. Haven’t yet. He invited me to a wedding gig his band is playing at next, next weekend.”

“His band rocks.”

“I haven’t even heard them yet. I kind of met the band at the food court but the drummer looked as if she wanted to kick my ass. The others I saw on my way back to work. They howled at me.” She giggled.

“I can see why. Wayne and Garth are always looking for girls in heat.”

“That’s their names?” She squinted at his sincerity, “You’re lying! Wayne’s World! Wayne’s World! Crock on!”

“Yeah! It’s party on!” He grinned at her goofiness, “They get that all the time. By the way, I’m Ace.”

“Ventura?” She busts up turning red over her snort.

“Not even close. My last name’s Bigelow.”

“Bigbelow?” She winked goofily.

“Big enough. At least you didn’t make fun of my name sounding like Deuce Bigelow. They sound close. My parents are professional poker players in case you’re wondering how I ended up with Ace.”

“Awesome. I love playing poker, even if it’s not strip poker.”

“Maybe you, Weaver, and some others can get together and we can all play cards.”

“Sounds fun. Anyways, my sister should be here to pick me up soon, so I need to get some ideas nailed down here.” She turns on a single heel pointing to the clothing racks.

“Knee high black boots, fishnet stockings with rips in the knee, and if you’re daring, a cut off all black t-shirt that shows off the bottom of your chest.”

“Skirt? Ripped shorts?” She added to his speculation.

“Wear spandex hot pants. Boy shorts style.”

“So, lots of open skin and cameltoe! Flesh from my boobs to my pubes?” She chuckled.

“Belly bling too.”

“I’ve never pierced my belly button.” She hears her cellphones ringtone blaring the old tune Sweet Soul Sister by a band called the Cult and digs out her phone. “My sister is here.” She texts Kayla her location then returns her attention to Ace. “Do you have fishnet stockings?”

“We carry all of what I just described. I always give advice that makes a sale.”

“Can I try things on?”

“Dressing room is right back there. The stockings might be too intimate to try on, once opened you’d have to buy them.”

“Even if I’m giving you a fashion show?” She bats her eyelashes.

“I try not to mix signals. Weaver’s a good guy.”

“I’m not asking you to bend me over. Geez, Bigbelow! There’s no proof of that I might add.” She laughed rolling her eyes. “I’ll ask permission if you want me too.”

“I guess. I am the only one here until closing time. Store goes dead about 6:00.”

“Let me tell Weaver I’m in the store with you and trying on things. I didn’t want him to see what I’m wearing but I’ll let you take pics to send him so he’s in on the fashion show. Okay with that?”

“If it kills the boredom.” He chuckled.

“Texting him now.” She begins typing the second she stopped talking, “Hey Punk! I’m in your store with Ace. I’m going to try on a few things he suggested. Want a fashion show?” Sent, she follows Ace in locating the items he suggested. Discovering a half hoodie in red she fell in love with it. Thin chains attached all over it even spoke to her in figuring out what made her feel unique. As they piled things up Kayla made her appearance with Nastiya right behind her.

“What are we doing?” Kayla snuck up behind her placing her chin on Heidi’s shoulder.

“I’m going punk for Weaver. At least when I’m around him.”

“Fishnet? I have fishnet in my wardrobe.” Nasty points out the stockings in her stack of items. Ace took one look at Nastiya and dropped his jaw. Nasty was wearing a ruffled black mini skirt and a dark purple button-down top that had too many buttons left open revealing her bulging breasts, a lighter lavender matching bra lifted them higher. His eyes sank to new lows. Heidi and Kayla both noticed his interest immediately. A smirk between sisters they read the others mind. Nasty was going to be useful.

“Hey.” Ace nodded at Nasty with no other words found to follow.

“He likes my big boobies.” She smiled brightly, feigning a blush and toying with her bra at the center clasp.

“I’m going to do a fashion show for Weaver. Ace here is going to record me, right Ace?”

“Record? I presumed pictures.”

“I want to be in the fashion show.” Nasty bubbles up. Ace nearly busted a nut over her dancing breasts. “May I try on clothing too?” She offers puppy dog eyes at Ace.

“I was hoping you would say that.”

“I’m out.” Kayla laughs, “Nothing here would fit my big ass anyways, these stores are for petites only.”

“You need to stop putting yourself down Missy. You are NOT fat.” Heidi jabs Kayla in the ribs making her laugh. Ace discovered Kayla’s tits even more jiggly, due to no bra. A tight black button-down expressed cleavage and nipple hard on but not near as much crater as Nasty was showing off. Ace was sweating all around.

“Weaver’s texting.” Heidi jumped at her ringtone of Mony Mony to reveal the caller’s identity. Giddy she tells everyone, “I set up the ringtone on break. Billy Idol.”

“We get it. He looks like Billy Goat Rough.” Kayla rolled her eyes.

“Whoaaaa! Ace...” She bulges her eyes at her cell screen, “You might want to read this for yourself.” She shared her cell with the employee, clenching her teeth. Reading the text Ace discovered more than he bargained for. It read, “Give that lazy bastard a show he won’t ever stop bragging about. Burlesque Baby. LOL!”

“No way.” Ace grinned. Heidi then showed Kayla and Nasty who laughed. Another text back to Weaver, Heidi aimed to blow his mind. “Can I show him my bare ass?” Sent, it took thirty seconds to reply, “I DARE YOU.” Again, she shared it with everyone.

“I would most like to show my bare bottom.” Nasty added her own enthusiasm teasing the poker-faced boy. Ace nodded favorably. This was the most excitement he had ever had on the job. He just hoped no customers ruined things. Prepping to move her wardrobe choices to the tiny single room changing stall Heidi stopped and turned to Kayla, “Oh! Call this number.” She recalls the digits by memory, “555-3663.”

“Wait! What? Who?”

“Figure it out!”

Nasty made a few choices quickly and playfully winked at Ace. Noting a very noticeable erection Nasty reached over with an index finger to tap the tip of his tent. He nearly fainted as she turned away just as swiftly. Following behind them Ace stood guard over the changing room. As the curtain closed it was left open just enough that he could see both girls’ reflections in an inside mirror. A fast realization Heidi opens the curtain and passes him her cell. “Here! Get ready to film me.” Hurrying back inside she shuts the curtain again, but this time it remained a tad more open than before. With Kayla looking away he rubbed his swollen crotch and sighed.

“Whose number does that belong to?” Kayla grew louder and almost impatient.

“You’ll find out. Have fun. We will.” Heidi nudged Nasty to the dressing room wall to give them both space. Giggling at the sudden blur in confined occupancy the girls started disrobing one another, rather than themselves. This was a first for both, yet it was intensely adventurous. Nasty had enjoyed her bisexual experience with Kayla Trudeau, luckily Kayla found it intriguing too. It would have been a shame if Zach Pedigo’s encouragement had placed a strain on their loyalties. The man had a wisdom that exceeded the soul, sensing what was equally right and wrong in a well-balanced union. Three years ago, that might not have been so evident.

“This is quite fun to be undressing you.” Nasty ignited her gaze as she removed Heidi’s dress leading to only a bra, no panties. Having had Heidi assist in escaping her own outfit just prior, both girls were similarly nude save for one garment each, both wore bras. Entangling each other they reached around to unclasp the other’s bra and remove them. Chest to chest now Nasty took the ballsy road of shaking her tits directly over Heidi’s in a nipple battle, the sensations made them both laugh that much harder.

“Don’t go getting kissy on me, or...” Heidi noted Ace slyly checking them out in the mirror and went against her better judgment. Dragging Nastiya into her body on body, the blonde laid a hardcore kiss on the Hindi beauty. Caught off guard Nasty guided Heidi back against the wall and felt her up. Heidi, wheezing at her first intimacy with a girl had to slow her down somehow. Eyes wide during their Frenching, Heidi realized that Ace had eased the curtain back an inch more for a better view into the mirror. Inspired to exhibit them both so that Ace might brag to Weaver how wild she was, Heidi squeezed Nasty’s butt cheeks and ripped her crack wide to offer Ace a solid view of her butt pucker and shadowy clam shaped pussy. Watching Ace rub his crotch harder through squinted eyes was just perfect.

With an attempt to control Nasty’s newfound appetite Heidi pulled away in favor of kissing Nasty’s neckline, whispering, “Calm down Hottie this is just a show, we’re not lovers. Ace is watching us in the mirror. I think he likes you he’s battling a stiffy.”

“He is very cute.” Nasty whispers back as she applies her own lips to Heidi’s milky white shoulder, the sensation made Heidi roll her eyes upward a bit. Who knew? Within her thoughts Heidi Baker had mixed feelings on the whole bi thing, she adored dick immensely, bigger, harder the better. That, and she was finding herself obsessed with Weaver Kytes. Zach who? Oh, yeah, dad. She applied that designation just to keep her confusion level down. Zach was not her real dad, he was old, even if his body was incredible. Roomie! Roomie! Roomie! “Get out of my head Tom.”

Shaking his image from her mind she noticed Ace using his own cell to record Nasty from behind. “Fuck it.” Heidi moved in for the kill and kissed Nastiya on the lips again, just to give Ace his moment in the bragger’s circle. Turning Nasty around to face the mirror in a mad pull away of their kiss, Heidi gave Ace his first full frontal of Nasty Iyamahorr, Heidi playing with Nasty’s tits with one hand, kissing her neck, and exploring her pussy with her remaining hand. Nasty yelped the second her clit was stimulated. Spotting Ace recording on her own Nasty smiled and fluttered her fingers at him. He nearly panicked until Heidi nudged Nasty closer to the curtain opening. “Hey Ace? Nasty wants to say hi to you.”

“Me?” He choked and hid his cell thinking they hadn’t seen him. It was still lit up and recording in his pants pocket. Too funny!

“How about I dress out there and you and Nasty take a break together?”

“Seriously?” He swallowed dryly as Heidi whips the curtain open revealing their full nudity together without the aid of any reflection. His reaction was to slobber all over himself.

“Sick him Fido.” She pushes Nasty into Ace. With a hint of savagery Nastiya dropped to her knees and went straight for Ace’s tented leather, her tongue licking over his erection rather than biting and tearing at his pants, destruction was not on her mind. Feasting on cock was. Grabbing her clothing choices Heidi moved out of the changing room then behind Ace. “Get a changing room.”

Crawling on her hands and knees Nasty returned to the room dragging Ace in with her. Heidi then closed the curtain. “You kids have fun. I’ll change and let you know when I’m ready to film.” All Ace could do was shudder and share a nervous, “Okay.” Nasty already had his dick out and was deep throating it. Yes, he had enough sense to video his blowjob. Nasty gave him all the footage he wanted. He gave her 7-inches of that footage.

Slipping only her fishnets on Heidi maintained her gaze for intrusive customers. With Kayla standing in the entryway talking on her cell to Weaver’s drummer girl Kismet, it gave her a slight advantage should a customer enter. It looked as if they were getting along. Good for them Heidi thought. Putting on her red hoodie that concealed her breasts, save for the lower curvature, her soft white tummy totally bare until the fishnet body suit that caught her lower hips took over. Seeing Kayla react to someone outside of her cell Heidi scurried behind the cashier counter wearing only what she had donned up until that point. Plucking up the black spandex hot pants with tiny, embedded metal rings on three sides she prepped to put them on. Before she had time, three men entered the store and immediately noticed Heidi behind the counter. She swiftly leaned on to the glass top and smiled, “Welcome to Shot Topic. Hearty hard hard!” She changed the name without thinking. There it was again, the image of Zach Pedigo’s huge cock called Hardy. “What the hell Heidi?” She had to close her eyes and picture Weaver.

“Hey!” A preppy young man that looked like Mario Lopez nodded, “I don’t recall ever seeing you work here.”

“Just started today.” She noted his friends moving around toward the back side of the counter. She referred to them as actors Mark Wahlberg and Lucas Till back in their early adulthood appearances. Remaining calm she just knew they could see her bare ass with only fishnet on, her hoodie only covering down to the middle of her back didn’t help. Her skin was so white it was like a signal flare saying, “Over here Boys.”

“Cool. No nametag.” He points at her chest making her stand up straight without thinking. Yep! He noticed those curves of silky flesh. “Nice outfit.”

“Thanks. The store owner says we need to model our product.” This was fun acting as if she were a real employee. She just hoped that Ace wouldn’t get fired over her shenanigans. Of course, he was busy with Nasty, so he had no idea what was going on outside the curtain. Even though his moans were becoming loud enough to attract attention all eyes were on Heidi Baker. Behind her Mark and Lucas had discovered her from behind, jaws dropping at her curvaceous bare bottom, hidden if you could call it that by her fishnets. Let’s face it Heidi was nude outside of her hoodies bit of cloaking, her fishnet suits spaced out netting revealed literally every asset she had. In resuming her slumped forward state, she followed Mario’s eyes realizing she was being checked out from behind. With a wink at Mario she whispered, “I’m being drooled over, aren’t I?”

“Mind if I check out what my buddies are pointing at?”

“Nope. Feel free to peruse.” She smirked and decided to just let the trio of studs enjoy themselves. Instead, she located Kayla outside the stores window, laughing and having a good time on the phone. It was good to see Kayla smile more, maybe this Kismet was just what she needed. More so than even Zach. Hearing whispers behind her Heidi shook her ass without even looking over her shoulder at the boys. Let them have a moment to themselves. Pondering the situation, her one drawback was that her goal was to do a fashion show for Weaver. This was more for others than her cute punk rocker. She needed to prioritize better. Making a snap decision to lift away from the counter and turn to face the three men she now rested her elbows on the counter. Spying their eyes immediately zooming in on her pussy in full bloom along with her sunflower tattoo, the netting hid nothing. “Find anything you like?”

“Oh, Fuck yes.” All three spoke in variations of the same reply. She grinned and said, “Wanna help me win employee of the month?”

“How?” Lucas chimed in first, not his real name of course, in truth it was Byron. Not worth remembering mind you, he was just useful.