Chapter 9
That Sunday, Lynn and Beverly decided to give their apartment a good cleaning. It had been a while since they really went over the place, and it was getting absolutely necessary. They both hated the very thought of it, but it had to be done.
After an exciting morning of sucking each other off, they finally climbed out of bed and got into their best house cleaning clothes. Whenever they had to clean, both women always wore the same thing, the smallest pair of bikini panties they owned. The tiny garments gave them all the benefits of working nude, and kept the dirt out of their cunts.
When the phone rang at three o'clock, most of the cleaning had been finished, and both women were exhausted. Beverly was closest, so she answered the call.
"Is Lynn at home?" a deep, throaty woman's voice asked.
"Just a minute," Beverly replied. Then, holding her hand over the mouthpiece, she whispered, "Lynn, baby, there's some sexy sounding bitch asking for you." Handing the phone over to her roommate, Beverly added, "She sounds really groovy. Where have you been keeping her stashed away?"
Frowning at her teasing friend, Lynn took the phone. After just one word, Lynn knew who the caller was. Ginny Roberts, her boss' fianc‚, had the kind of voice you just couldn't forget.
"Hi, Ginny," Lynn answered brightly. "How are you?"
"Fine, darling. Just fine," she purred. "Let me tell you why I called. I'm throwing a little party tonight, sort of an engagement party for Dave and me, and I was hoping you could make it. I've invited some very groovy people, and it'll be one hell of a bash, I can promise you that. How about it?"
"Sounds great," Lynn replied. "What time shall I be there?"
"Make it about ten. Okay?"
"I'll be there," Lynn said eagerly. "Oh, by the way," she added, "is it all right if I bring my roommate?"
"That's a silly question," Ginny answered. "I'll see you both about ten. Bye."
When Lynn hung up the receiver, she looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. Their hard day's work was going to be well rewarded, she thought.
"Well, come on," Beverly urged. "Tell me what gives."
"That was my boss' fianc‚, the one with that delicious cunt I was telling you about. Well, she's invited us to a party tonight, over at her place. And if I know Ginny," she added, "that party is going to be the bitch of the year!"
Beverly's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree. The thirty-eight-year-old woman was really horny, and a wild group scene as just what she needed. The idea of having all the cocks and cunts she could handle made her head whirl with excitement.
"We don't have to be there until ten," Lynn continued, waking Beverly out of her daydreams. "So let's finish up this fuckin' cleaning."
In another hour, the apartment was spotless. The expectant excitement removed all traces of their exhaustion, and they had a nice long time to get ready for the night's activities. Both women's cunts were quivering at the very thought of that evening's entertainment.
Lynn and Beverly took quick showers to wash away the dirt and grit from their skin. There would be time for more luxurious bathes later on. As the older woman began to prepare dinner, Lynn reached for the phone. She had a date to break.
"Listen Mark," Lynn said. "I'm going to have to stand you up tonight. Something else came up."
"But Lynn," the young man replied, his disappointment very obvious. "I've got two tickets for a show, and I thought we could have a nice dinner at that..."
"I said I'll be busy," Lynn interrupted. "And that's final."
The young woman slammed down the receiver without so much as a good-bye. Mark Howard meant absolutely nothing to her, and as far as she was concerned, he could shove those theater tickets up his fuckin' ass'. Ginny Roberts' party was a lot more important than the young man's feelings.
The two women rushed through dinner, and by the time they were finished, it was still only six o'clock. That left them a good three and a half hours to get ready.
Beverly was the first one into the bath. She filled the steaming water with expensive perfumes and bath salts. The beautiful woman spent a good deal of time scrubbing her cunt and ass-hole nice and clean. When she was done down there, her tits got a little special attention, too. She scrubbed her hair thoroughly, then just let the hot water relax ah her muscles.
While Beverly was busy unwinding in the tub, Lynn was digging through her clothes closet, trying to pick out just the right gown to wear that night. Marking the choice wasn't easy. The young woman wanted all those hard pricks to really stand on end when she walked into the room. And that required just the right dress.
After a good deal of consideration. Lynn finally decided on a pure black, floor-length gown made from the sheerest nylon. The diaphanous material was almost transparent, and the woman didn't intend to wear a stitch of clothing beneath it.
Except for her hands and face, every inch of Lynn's voluptuous body would be covered with the filmy black material, and she knew the effect would be devastating. Her tallest, black pumps would add another four inches to her statuesque frame.
Taking the garment from her closet, Lynn marveled at how finely spun the thread was. The incredible dress seemed weightless in her hand. With every movement, the wispy material would cling to her skin, outlining the goddess-like curves of her stunning body. The gown was new, and this would be the first time she wore it. Even Beverly hadn't seen the unbelievable garment.
Lynn was getting impatient for a chance to use the bathroom. Her roommate had been in there for a good hour, and Lynn was getting annoyed. Marching over to the bathroom door, she let herself in. But the sight of Beverly's tranquil figure relaxing in the sweet-smelling water cooled Lynn's temper.
"It's getting late, darling," Lynn said softly, grabbing a big towel and holding it open for the beautiful woman. "I'd like a little time to relax also."
"I'm sorry, love," Beverly apologized. "The water felt so marvelous, I just didn't feel the time go by."
Beverly stepped from the tub, and snuggled into the towel Lynn was holding open for her. The younger girl pressed the soft, fluffy terry cloth against her roommate's wonderfully supple skin, patting the beads of water from every fabulous curve. Dropping to her knees, Lynn carefully dried Bev's ass and cunt hole. When she was done, the young woman pressed her lips to the sweet-smelling pussy.
"Have you decided what you're going to wear?" Beverly asked, helping her roommate to her feet.
"I sure have," Lynn replied happily. "Come take a look."
As the two women sauntered into the bedroom, the water drained out of the tub. The exotic aroma of Beverly's expensive perfume filled the air as Lynn showed off her gown. The older woman had never seen anything as stunning as her roommate's gown.
"I'm going to have one hell of a time picking out a dress now," Beverly pouted good-naturedly. "With you in that dress, nobody will bother to look at me, that's for sure!"
But both women knew better. With Beverly's tits, she wouldn't have a bit of trouble getting all the hot cocks she wanted. Lynn gave Bev's ass an affectionate squeeze as she headed for her bath.
Beverly's closet was full of scrumptiously sexy gowns, and the beautiful woman looked great in every one of them. After checking out each dress carefully, the sexy woman decided against all of them. This was the night to wear something really wild, and the new hot-pants outfit she had just bought fit the bill.
The outfit was still in its box from the boutique, and Beverly had put it on the shelf above her dresses. Stretching as far as she could, the naked woman finally got hold of the box. Getting it down, the cardboard slipped from her fingers, and the box fell to the floor, spilling the contents at her feet.
As Beverly reached down to pick up the outfit, she congratulated herself on the choice. The outfit was even sexier than she had remembered. The garments were made from the thinnest, softest leather possible. The pants were hardly more than the lower half of a bikini, and Beverly knew most of her marvelous ass would hang out the bottom.
The top of the outfit was a short jacket, its hem just reaching below her breasts. The pliant, paper-thin leather stretched taut over Beverly's straining tits, locked closed by a large brass buckle. The jacket was cut to show off the woman's massive tits. Sheer stockings and high heeled, over-the-knee boots completed the obscene costume.
Beverly ran her fingers over the smooth, sensual leather, enjoying the cool feel of the erotic material. It was still a little too early to get dressed, but the woman couldn't hold herself back. Quickly slipping into her pantyhose, Beverly stepped into the shameless pants.
Just sliding the leather garment along the smooth flesh of her legs and thighs sent a lusty, tingling sensation up and down her spine. Tightening the built-in belt around her waist, Beverly could feel the thin leather biting into the fat lips of her cunt. The sensual leather caressed her beautiful ass. In the mirror, she could clearly see the deep crack between cheeks, and she was pleased.
Still allowing her huge tits to swing free, Beverly took hold of the shiny black boots. The stiff leather embraced her legs tightly, adding to the exciting feeling of lust.
Finally, it was time for the jacket. This was the most wonderful garment of all. Sucking her breath in as best she could, Beverly was able to close the front buckle. Slowly letting out the air in her lungs forced her tremendous tits upwards. Wearing the jacket would take some getting used to, but the effect was well worth it. Standing before the mirror, Bev stared at the wanton whore in the glass.
"Holy shit," Lynn said, stepping into the room, a large towel wrapped around her tiny waist. "That's some fuckin' outfit."
Beverly pirouetted for her roommate's approval. She enjoyed showing off her wild costume. Stopping, she spread her legs and placed her fisted hands on her hips.
"Well, what do you think?" the beautiful woman asked. "Do you think I'll be able to catch myself some nice hard meat dressed like this?"
"Dressed like that, darling," Lynn answered, moving closer and closer to the beautiful woman, "you're going to catch all the meat at that party tonight."
Lynn couldn't resist running the tips of her fingers over the taut leather jacket. The young woman could feel Beverly's blood pulsing through the heavy meat of her confined boobs. The heat of Bev's body radiated through the thin, black leather.
"You're missing one thing," the young woman said, pressing her lips to the top of Beverly's right breast.
"What is it, sweetheart," the older woman asked, as her fingers played in Lynn's long, damp hair.
"Hold on," Lynn said, pulling her face out of the deep valley between Beverly's outthrust tits. "I'll get them."
The older woman watched Lynn scurry over to the dresser under the window, and open the top drawer. A smile curled the corners of Beverly's lips as she saw what the young woman had gone to fetch. In Lynn's hand, she held the longest, sexiest pair of black leather gloves that her roommate had ever seen.
Lynn was absolutely right. Those gloves were just what was needed to make the entire outfit complete. The young woman held them out to her sexy friend.
"Here, darling," Lynn said, "put these on."
Just watching Beverly pull the leather gloves up over her graceful arms was enough to make Lynn's cunt quiver excitedly. Even before the older woman was finished, she felt her roommate's fingers massaging one of the fat cheeks of her ass.
As she smiled into Beverly's eyes, Lynn's hand reached out and undid the heavy buckle locking the woman's jacket closed. The exciting bitch's tits burst from their leather prison, shaking wildly in the cool, still air.
The leather was hot, and Beverly's boobs were covered with sweat. As she leaned forward, Lynn inhaled the musky scent of her beautiful roommate's thrilling flesh.
"We don't have to leave for another two hours," Lynn said, wrapping her warm lips around the hardness of Beverly's nipple.