A bathrobe

You lean out slightly, gently teasing the door back and forth, careful to keep your privates hidden, one breast and your pussy squashed against the door, your other one hidden by your hand as you threaten to fall out into the hallway, your body exposed to the boys as they stare at you dumbfounded, knowing you're naked behind the door.

The excitement in you builds, and you smile lightheadedly. You have no clothes, nothing to cover up with if the guys grabbed the door, and took it from you. There'd be no way for you to hold them back, to stop them from seeing you, from pressing you against the wall, from forcing your legs wide and doing whatever they wanted to you. You watch breathlessly, your body visibly pulsing as Tommy grabs the door handle, ogling the parts of your body he can see, and he pushes the door, and you move back with it, but he doesn't stop pushing the door, and you step behind it to accept your fate as he...

...drops a purple bundle into the room without looking any further. "This is all I could find that could fit you from my sister's room - my mom's stuff won't fit you." With that, he closes the door behind you, and the room is yours once again, for the moment.

With a sigh, you squeeze your eyes shut and shake your head. While these guys aren't that bad to look at, they're used to being squeamish around good looking girls. They won't do anything other then ogle you, you think, after that display. This'll be a good chance for you to get some more teasing in, as you've had more then your share of 'other' activities today.

You turn your eyes to the lump you were thrown to wear, and you gently unfurl it, and frown, wondering if this is Tommy's idea of a joke.

It's a fluffy pink bathrobe with a sash to tie around your waist. As you try it on, you can see this will be a challenge to manage, even compared to the hijinks you'd just pulled with your sundress.

For starters, it only goes down to just below your ass, and unlike the dress there's no give in how the robe swishes around, as it's much bulkier then the dress was, so any movement will give anyone watching a great view of your behind with the robe riding up your body. As you slip it over your shoulders, you have to move it around to get it around your considerable bust. Clearly whoever this robe was for is not as well endowed, and you remember that Tommy's sister is younger then him, so that would make sense. Eventually, you settle on having it barely pulled around your shoulders, and while you can keep it closed if you hold on to it, as you let it go it slips slightly open, exposing a line of skin from your neck to your waist, one that shifts as you move around in certain ways. Leaning down would give the guys a great view down your entire body, from front or back.

Which would be no problem, except for the sash. You're not entirely certain whether it's been torn, or if it really is that small for whoever wears it, but you're barely able to get a single tie off on the sash without squeezing it around your hips, which only emphasizes how short the robe is around your breasts. After some finagling, you eventually settle on a looser tie that lets you breathe easier, leaving the robe much less settled on you, but also less prone to any sudden movements of it on your body, which might leave you showing more then you want to.

You then realize that putting your thong on would be a great idea, but oops, you gave it, your dress, and the only big towel in the bathroom to the guys. It's the robe or nothing, and you know they'd be all too eager for the latter, so you resolve to go out and tease them a bit more before Tommy finds your key so you can go home. With how much the robe's shifting around on you, that won't be hard at all.

With a deep breath, and one final tie of the sash around your waist, you strut out as best as you can into the living room, and the guys are sitting on the couch talking about something. As soon as the first guy sees you, the talking stops as the remaining guys turn to you, their eyes squarely on the parts of you the robe is covering...

"Does this look okay on me boys?"

A gulp. "Yeah...." Tommy can't seem to tear his eyes off of you, and you steal a glance downwards, noticing how high the slit in the middle of the robe is riding up, and you pull your knot on the sash a bit tighter.

You move to a nearby chair, and almost sit down before you realize that that'll make the split in the robe ride up almost to the knot you've made, so you settle for a stool instead, keeping your legs pressed together tightly as the guys unashamedly look up and down your long legs, and some of the guys at your side steal a glance at the gap at the top of your robe, hoping you'll bend at the right angle so they can steal a glance at your breasts inside of the robe.

The uncomfortable silence is quickly broken as you perk up. "So, any idea where that key is Tommy?...." You look at him expectantly, and to your complete lack of surprise, everyone else keeps staring at you, and you oblige them by leaning back slightly, the robe rising up on your hips.

"It's either in the kitchen, or in my parents' bedroom." he replies quickly. "I'd know where it was if it was in here...." He licks his lips unconsciously. "Not sure where to start, though...."

The blood might not be going to his brain right now, as you steal a glance at the growing bulge in his pants, but you can't fault his logic. "Okay! Off to the kitchen, then." You spring out of your seat, and the robe flips up briefly - not to danger level, thankfully, as you quickly bat it down - as you turn to the guys.

"Want to help me look?"