A slutty nurse outfit

"What's the matter silly?" Sarah giggled. Noticing me staring at her. "You've seen me wear costumes before!"

She wasn't wrong. I'd seen her dress up as a zombie, a princess and anime characters I'd only ever heard of from her. But this?! This was nothing like those simple Halloween costumes.

Clad down her thighs were lacy white fishnet stockings. With more cutesy frilly bits on the top band, which held so tight onto her I was surprised it wasn't already snapped. Above them was bare skin. Her divine thick thighs going on and on, drawing you in until eventually you go to the, 'skirt'. It had two layers to it, one mini and the other micro.

The mini skirt was the under layer. Thin see-through white fabric that offered no real coverage or function at all, besides looking sexy. The only part of her skirt that offered coverage at all was the micro skirt on top. A cute pink fabric that barely covered up her panties while she wore it waist high. Yet another outfit that I couldn't let her bend over in. Even slightly.

The skirt wasn't what had me so stunned though. Not her smooth creamy legs or her exposed tender midriff. It was her top.

Adorned with more frilly lace around the collar and buttons, with more see-through material acting as her tiny sleeves, the matching pink top was so obviously undersized. It wasn't her cleavage that was showing, or under boob or even side boob. The shirt had a hole cut out from the base to the middle. A boob window that her chest pressed so tightly into. Going braless, Sarah's boobs bulged out of the 'window' and threatened to tear the shirt apart! And with the hole cut in the middle of her chest, her nipples could so easily be pushed forward for anyone standing in front of her to see!

The only things pointing to what this costume actually was were minor accessories. A sequence red heart next to her chest, with a white cross in it, and her pink nurse hat. The kind that only existed in slutty nurse costumes.

"Sarah... it's..."

"Do you like it!" Sarah spun around, letting the skirt twirl. Bending over with her chest stuck out, boobs in our faces as she blew us a kiss. Putting on an accentuated sultry voice. "I'm here to make you boys feel better than ever."

"It's perfect!" Guy said. "I told you I knew your size."

"Huh?" I must have misheard. It almost sounded like Guy had bought this costume for her.

"Well, it's a little tight." Sarah pulled at the edge of the boob window, straining to move it far and letting it snap back onto her chest.her boobs still managing to jiggle despite how tightly packed they were.

"It's meant to be like that. Looks sexier. Right Liam?" Guy asked me. "She looks beautiful in it. Doesn't she?"

Damn it, Guy walked me right into this trap. I hesitated for a moment and now Sarah was looking at me, her puppy eyes so big and cute. She was waiting for my praise, and telling her what I really felt would crush her.

"You look amazing." I told her. Trying to emphasise it was her, and not the clothes.

"You really think so!"

"Of course I do, you're the most beautiful girl in the world." She really was, and she didn't need to dress like a slut to be it. "But maybe-"

"You're so sweet Liam!" Bustling with energy, Sarah lunged at me and pulled me into a hug. Planting a soft kiss on my cheek. "This is why I love you so much! You're not as controlling as most guys would be. You always make me feel comfortable and loved, no matter what!"

My heart may have literally melted in my chest. If I had trouble resisting asking her to marry me a moment ago, it was agony not doing it now. Nothing made me feel better than knowing I made her feel happy, safe and loved.

Maybe the outfit was a little much, but if that's what she wanted to wear I wouldn't stop her! I couldn't let myself turn into the kind of husband that controls every aspect of his wife's life.

SLAP

"And what about me, sweet cheeks?" Sarah jolted, suppressing a small smile as Guy slapped her. It looked like he had his hand under her skirt... but Sarah wouldn't just let him slap her ass like that.

"Of course! I wouldn't want my Guyfriend to feel left out!"

Sarah let go of me and put her arms on Guys shoulders. Looking him deep in the eyes and putting her fake sultry voice back on.

"Thank you for buying my new nurse outfit Guy. The boys at the club are going to be sooo happy to see it!"

Sarah bent over, and a few things happened at once that left me stunned yet again.

First was a confirmation that I was right. Bending over in her skirt had Sarah's entire ass sticking out and showing. Her soft plump flesh enough to send any guy's head spinning. Seeing her pale white ass sway back and forth should have been a highlight of my week, but it was missing something. She was missing something.

Her panties.

The memories of last night flashed back to me. Guy telling her that all her panties were contaminated and couldn't be used. I had totally forgotten she wouldn't be wearing any...

But I couldn't even process the ramifications of that, or let myself impishly enjoy the view. Instead I couldn't help but watch as Sarah gave Guy his kiss. She had kissed me softly on the cheek, but for Guy... for Guy she was kissing him directly on his lips.

And it was a looong kiss. The apartment filling with the sounds of their lips sloppily mixing together. My heart was racing from seeing her exposed ass, but I didn't intervene.

As it started I felt too shocked to do anything. And as the seconds rolled on, I kept telling myself they were about to be done. To not be a controlling boyfriend and tell her what she could do.

But when Guy put his hands on her ass, digging his fingers in and starting to spread her cheeks open, I'd had enough.

"Weren't we in a hurry." I stood over Guy. Staring down at him as menacingly as I could.

Pulling off of her, Guy smirked at me. Wiping the saliva off of his lips, and sniffing his fingers.

"You're right Liam. We need to move." We locked eyes in a staring match, me making it known that he'd just crossed a line. "Why don't I go call a cab while you two lock up."

He folded like a weasel. Running away at the first sign of conflict. He was probably used to walking all over Sarah, but I wasn't so easy. I wouldn't ever let him do something like that again.

"What's wrong Liam?" Sarah noticed my scowl.

"You don't think that kiss was a little much?" I put it as diplomatically as I could. I didn't want to start a fight right before we went out.

"Jealousy again?" She looked at me plainly. "There's a limit to that you know. It's only flattering for so long."

"I'm not jealous of him! I just think that a kiss on the lips isn't something you should do for other guys..."

"We were just fooling around! Guy says that's how the French always greet friends."

Guy said... why was I not surprised. I doubted the little twerp had ever even been to France.

"Right... sorry I didn't know." There was no sense arguing with her when she'd been tricked like that. She didn't mention his hands on her ass, so that mustn't have been common. I'd be far more concerned if she was letting him touch her however he wanted. Just a peck on the lips wasn't so bad...

"You're forgiven!" She smiled again, kissing my other cheek. "How about we make cheek kisses our special thing! So you don't get jealous again."

"I wasn't-!" I stopped myself before things escalated. This would need a few more talks to straighten out.

"Thank you." I said for her forgiveness. "Let's just go have a nice day. What are we doing anyways?"

"Oh it's going to be a lot of fun! You'll get to meet all the club members!" Right, her club. What club was she a part of? I couldn't remember, but she must have told me at one point.

"I can't wait! But... how does this outfit relate to..."

"It's not an outfit, it's a costume silly!" Sarah beamed. Taking my hand and pulling me out the door.

"I needed something fun for the photoshoot!”