Dressing Up

Marie couldn't decide what to do with their day, so Robin took control.

"First," Robin commanded, "go to my closet and pick out something really slutty for me to wear. I'm going to do the same for you."

Robin got up and left the room headed for Marie's closet. When she returned, Marie was waiting at the side of the bed.

"Well, Marie, what did you pick for me?"

Marie held up a tight, short, black leather skirt and a very expensive white silk blouse. A pair of black, spiked heels lay on the floor.
"I'm not sure I'd call that outfit slutty," Robin observed. "It sure is expensive, though."

Marie smiled nastily, "It will be slutty enough without panties or bra. You can see right through the blouse and your pussy will be exposed every time you bend over or sit down."

"I suppose that is slutty. Well, here's what I have for you."

Robin held up two skimpy, elastic tube tops. "This one," Robin held up a pure white garment, is your skirt and this one," she held up a red fabric, is for your tits." Robin had also brought in a pair of tall heels for her nanny.

"Should we shower first?" Marie asked as Robin examined her outfit.

"No. I want us both to smell of sex as well as look slutty. Now let's get dressed."

The two women dressed quickly. Robin brushed her hair up while Marie brushed her long hair into a braided pigtail.

Finished, the two women admired their work in a mirror.

"Yes, we certainly are sluts!" Robin exclaimed. "My nipples just about popping through this blouse."

"Well," Marie responded, "this outfit is going to get me arrested. My tits keep popping out of this tubetop; it shrunk in the wash. And my bottom doesn't cover anything."

"That's exactly the point." Robin laughted. "Now let me gather up a few things." Robin darted into her closet and three minutes later came out with an overnight bag. At that moment a car pulled up to the front door.

"I think our car awaits. I called the Ritz from your room and booked a suite. They sent a car for us. Shall we go and cause a scandal?"