Final touches

Joanna's eyes are wide in surprise! The image of her spread shaven pussy on display for not one but two men flashes through her mind. "Fuck me!! I've gotta calm down and start thinking about what I'm doing. Well,... Fred should get the whole show too I guess. " she thinks not really upset just caught off guard, again. She manages to respond quickly " Oh, hey Fred! Didn't know you where here. How are you?" She feels herself getting flushed. "Oh um, I'm fine. Thanks. Just gotta get to the panel for the lighting." He says smirking and pointing past her. She squeezes past him and Fred grins knowingly at her. She can't help but grin back but smacks him lightly on the ass as she goes by and whispers "wipe that grin off your face." He does in mock seriousness and promptly swats her ass in return. The thought of Fred the other day and now having seen her whole body and then some, makes her feel hot and excited all over again.

Brent follows her out of the room. She looks at him and he's definitely somewhere else in his head. " So what now?" She asks. "Huh? Oh um, let's go ahead and get the "girls" setup and then we can figure out how best to set YOU up. Sound good?" He asks. " Yes! I'm excited. Show me" she squeals and follows him into the "trophy" room.

" So they don't move a lot but the first girl, err robot, will have sunglasses on and put both hands behind her head and lean back like she's relaxing on the beach. The second will have her hands out fighting somebody off. The third will be scratching slowly at her now slit bloody throat, and You, you will be dead and hanging by your hands. The trophy. Get it? See they will move in sequence but You won't when people expect you too and hopefully people notice and move towards you. That's when you open your eyes or scream or both and scare the shit out of them." He explains. She looks at the robots just sitting there and is doubtful. " This I've gotta see. They can really do all that?" She asks him. " yup, I've seen the robots do it but I'm anxious to see them do it with the molds on. I'll tell ya what." He says and swallows hard. She realizes he's nervous about what he's going to say next. "Why don't you look through that bag and take a look at the outfits we've picked out and decide what you think will look best...." He's waiting for a reaction from her but finally adds" you can change in that room if want." He says pointing to a random door. "Were any women involved in the picking of these outfits?" She asks him grinning but eyeing him suspiciously. " Uh, yeah, of course. the chi's" he says to her smiling sheepishly. Joanna thinks about pulling her dress over her head at that very second and instantly gets excited but she thinks that might be a bit much and decides a sublte fashion show could be fun.

Joanna grabs the bag from Brent and turns to head towards the room he indicated when she bumps into a figure standing there. " Hi, dear. How's it going" asks her husband who's just turned the corner. " John! What are you doing here?" She asks him in surprise. " I'm helping Fred setup the lighting. Oh, hey Brent" He replies and waves, then trys to peak in the bag. Brent has turned bright red and is fiddling with one of the robots unconvincingly " No peeking!" She says and pulls the bag away teasingly. She looks him in the eyes trying to convey her intentions. "We are just about to try them on and decide which one is the best" she says as nonchalantly as she looks him seductively in the eyes,while trying to read His thoughts. "Well I'm sure WE are all look forward to seeing you in them and helping you decide which is the most appropriate" he says too loudly and winks at her. He looks over his shoulder to make sure Brent can't see and leans in to whisper in her ear " Think you can give these boys a show?" and turns around to stand by Brent.

Joanna is excited and turned on. She rummages thru the bag and pulls out the items. There are two sexy bikinis, a strapless bandeau and a slinky one piece. The bikinis are small triangle types. One yellow and one black. The bandeau is light blue with shallow cups and the one piece is white, backless and essentially sideless. There are of course 4 of each. She strips off her dress and puts on the black bikini. It fits well but she is showing plenty of cleavage and side boob. The bottoms are cheeky but there's no reason to wear these during the event but she puts them on anyway. She ties the top loosely in hopes she will be able to make it "slip".

Joanna steps out and pretends not to notice Brent and her husband watching her. "So this is cute. Right?" She asks glancing down at herself. Brent's stares and John grins and replies in his best academic voice " You are simply ravishing my dear! Now be a doll and pop up through the hole and.... be a doll" She giggles at that and heads to the closet door. Fred is working at the fuse box. He doesn't hear her coming. She bends down and causally says " Hey, Fred". He jumps in surprise , turns around and sees her kneeling in the bikini and his eyes go wide. " Your going to give me a heart attack. In more ways then one." She smiles at him and starts making her way through the hole. "let's see what I can manage" she thinks as she drags her breasts on the edge of the hole as she comes through. Sadly, the top stays in place. She moves about and puts her hands up by the hook in a mock hanging pose but her nipples remain covered. "So what do we think guys?" She asks them. " I like it." replies Brent eagerly. " hmmm, I'm not sure that's what we are looking for" says John in a tone that only she understands. " Well then let's try something else." She replies and ducks back through the hole. She can feel Fred's eyes on her generously exposed ass as she comes through and she likes it. "Geez, this is a turn on" she thinks excitedly. She quickly changes into the yellow bikini but stops and removes the liners. Her nipples are now slightly visible through the sheer material and this time the top is even looser. She walks past John and Brent and enters the closet. "Hey, Fred." She says. He turns and looks at her and shakes his head watching her. " You know it's hard to concentrate with your perfect ass hanging out in here with me" he says. She goes through the same motions and aside from a bit more exposure doesn't accomplish her goal. " You look amazing but I still don't think that's the look dear." John replies with a touch of consternation in his voice. "Well damned if this isn't a complete change of fortune for me." She thinks, annoyed. Faintly she hers "Joanna? I need to get by ok?" From behind the wall. She feels Fred lightly place his hands on her hips as he tries to squeeze by. He has **** but to slide his crotch over her nearly bare ass in the tight space. Joanna can feel he's semi erect. She blushes but the thought is arousing, especially cause she can't help but enjoy teasing Fred. A few days ago he was the shy, mild manned assistant and now he was flirting and patting her butt. "I did that!" She thinks as she slides back through the hole.

Joanna is convinced that the bandeau will do what she and John wanted as she puts it on. The tops barely contained her perky breast, her nipples millimeters from tops of the cups. The idea of her popping through the hole and her tits popping out with John there to see Brent's eyes on her made the heat rush through her again. Then Fred popped into her head again and she decides he needs to be teased some more too.

.joanna leaves and turns into the closet and Fred is back playing with the electrical panel. "Hey, Fred" she greets him and he turns to watch her. She thinks about the bandeau. It will probably come down when she goes through the hole but gets a better idea that will serve two purposes. She pauses briefly, winks at him, places her hands on the sides of her top and pulls it down to her rib cage. Her breasts spill free. Fred's eyes bulge. " Holy shit" he breathes as Joanna's top half disappears through the hole leaving him staring at her perfect plump behind.

"How about this one?" She asks John and Brent who glance over and both nearly ****. " Whoa!!! I mean, my dear, your um....." Stumbles John, eyes glued to his wife's pink nipples. " huh?" Feigns Joanna. "My sweet, please glance down for a moment." He says. " Oh my, hmmm I guess I should be more careful coming through the hole" Joanna states nonchalantly as she slowly locates the top around her midriff and pulls it up. " I'm sorry Brent, you must be getting tired of seeing me in states of undress all the time" she says to the wide eyed college student still staring at her chest. " Never! Fuck! I mean, I like it. Damn it!, no! Yes. Errrr I mean it's ok. It doesn't bother me." Brent stammers totally flustered. Joanna and John share a humorous excited glance at each other. A muffled "Joanna, coming by again" comes from behind her as she feels Fred's hands on her hips. She's feeling naughty and presses her ass against him as he tries to squeeze by. She feels him pause and then a "smack" as he slaps her ass not entirely gently. A slight "Oh" escapes her lips. "Young Brent, would you demonstrate for Joanna how these things work" John asks Brent. "Ah yes, just watch." Brent replies and pulls a small remote from his pocket and pushes a button, the first robot comes to life, yawns and stretches her hands behind her head. The motion is fluid and looks real. When she freezes the second robot jerks into life and appears to be fighting off an invisible attacker. When she is done the third moves slowly and is scratching and grabbing at her neck. Fred is walking back through and joins the other two men as they turn to look at Joanna. "Oh, yeah, sorry." She says and puts her wrists together and raises them above her head towards the small hook there and leans her head forward like she's dead. She looks down and sees both nipples are now just peeking out of the top. "Ahhhhhhhh" she screams jerking up and snarls at the them. "Bravo dear, bravo" John says clapping lightly. He glances down at her chest, back at her and winks. Brent's and Fred's eyes are glued to her chest. She suspected the jerk would bring her pert nipples completely into view and the look on all of there faces confirms this. "Well I don't think this top is going be appropriate for the event, I'm gonna try the last one on. Be right back." She says and scurries back through the hole.

"I'm telling your husband that your sexually harassing me" yells Fred as she heads into the changing room. " Yes, Human Resources will be here shortly" adds John as they snicker together. Joanna ignores them and quickly changes. She didn't have much hope for the one piece but when she gets it on she immediately knows it's the one. It makes her look long and lean. It's almost indecently thin. The bottom is cheeky to the point of a thong, not that any one but John and Fred will see that. The very thin material clings like a glove making every detail of her nipples visible when they are hard. The suit is still a bit deceiving. She can make it just very sexy or super risqué, just barely clinging to her nipples. A quick shake of her chest and both breast spring out into full view on the sides. She's confident she can keep it on when she wants and set them free in the blink of an eye. "Perfect for when John passes by during the event.... and maybe Fred or Brent too" she thinks naughtily.

"That is most surely the one" John states as she enters the room. " I'm in agreement. You look like a model" adds Brent. "Thanks, I really like it. Not to risqué though?" She asks. They both stammer over each other telling her essentially "No". She heads into the closet, which is empty and pops through the hole. She moves around as Brent directs her and tweaks a few things. The suit is perfect and she is able to stay covered at will. John is looking at her lustfully when Fred returns. "Man, this looks great! Joanna, your going to be the main attraction but let's tweak the lighting. John can you handle the changes?" He asks. " most certainly. In where Jo is?" John inquires and gets a nod from Fred. John looks at her lustfully as he exits the room.

Fred and Brent are chatting animatedly about the lighting options when Joanna feels John slide in behind her. He grabs her waist and pushes his hips into her. She pushes back excitedly. "Ok, dim the mains and bring up the green hues please" Fred yells. She feels John lean over and magically the room darkens and everything is lit with green hues. Fred and Brent walk around discussing it. John is back and groping her ass and pussy. She's getting turned on and can feel the wetness coming between her lips. Joanna pretends to be listening to the conversation taking place in the room silently hoping the change in lighting hides her getting excited. "Ok, red now John. He pauses for a second and the room turns to autumn fire. When he comes back, Joanna feels the crotch off her suit pulled to the side and excitedly anticipates one of Johns fingers to enter her but feels the hard head of his cock parting her lips. "Oh my ..." is all she manages to think as he sinks his cock j to her. A soft "Unnngg" escapes her mouth and she bites her lips as he enters her fully. " What was that?" Asks Fred turning to her. " Oh, nothing" she replies trying to keep her voice steady. "Ok, blue now" he yells through the wall. Johns soft thrusting pauses and the room goes blue. More discussion as John eagerly yet gently pounds her pussy. "This doesn't work, purple now John" Fred yells. Another slight pause, purple light, and John is steady pumping away again. Brent is oblivious and leaves the room heading down the stairs for something. Joanna is trying to hide the subtle rhythmic motion of her getting fucked. " I liked the green, what about you Joanna?" Fred asks her. " Um, I liked the green. Or the purple?" Joanna feigns interest but she's approaching an orgasm. She moves constantly to hide the rhythmic pounding taking place on her pussy. "I'm thinking the green... but maybe.... we use green and purple together. Let me go talk to John..." he says not so much addressing her as talking out loud. "Wait!" She yells not really sure what to do... "do I let him walk in on John fucking me or stall" is the thought in her head. Fred freezes and looks at her.