Amy

Amy was obviously my first choice. Naomi and I would often talk about her in our fantasies when we had sex. While Naomi wasn't particularly attracted to Amy, she wanted to see me do all sorts of nasty things to her.

As luck would have it, I would get my first chance. Amy always trusted my opinion on certain styles of clothes she would wear, and she recently bought a new dress. She asked if I could come over some night and help take pictures of her wearing it, so she could get a better idea of the dress, instead of using a mirror.

I told Naomi where I was going and with a smile and a wink, she wished me luck.

When I finally arrived at Amy's house, I was greeted by her already wearing the dress. But it was barely a dress! It was so small on her body! The skirt was barely low enough to cover her underwear and the sleeveless top clung tightly to her breasts. They looked like they would pop open any second.

"Wow," I said as I looked her up and down, "you look great in that thing."

"Really?" She replied with a smile as she looked down at her own body. "You don't think it's too small?"

"Well, I guess it depends on what you are wanting to use it for."

"I'm not sure," she said, "I just really liked it when I saw it online."

"Well, I guess we should get started..."

"Do you want a drink first?" She offered, "or should we just get started?"