Getting ready for the date

Well, Rachel had finally done it. After years of being too busy, and too shy, and every other excuse she could muster, she had a date. Despite her nerves she was very, very excited. Her body was throbbing with desire all day, she could hardly bare it. No amount of self service seemed to matter.

In her home she began dressing. First she put on a pair of black thong panties she'd bought specifically for this. She'd never worn a thong before, and let out a gasp as it nestled between her flat butt cheeks. Then she grinned. Ooh, that felt kind of good!

Next Rachel pulled on her white, bulky bra which was comically too big for her minuscule, flat breasts, though it did conceal her perky, rock hard nipples. Then Rachel slid in the foam inserts, completing the appearance of a D cup chest. This was a large part of the reason she was so shy. She was terrified if anyone saw her true flatness they'd laugh at her, like mean girl's had before she'd started wearing the padded bra. She was haunted by memories of jeering, mocking girls in the locker room mocking her lack of breasts, though oddly those memories had been popping into her mind when she pleasured herself. She didn't even want to think about what was going on there, she wished she wasn't such a pervert sometimes!

Next she slid on a black, form fitting dress that was much shorter than she was comfortable with. But, she knew her thin legs caught attention, and wanted to show off her lean form. She finished the outfit with a pair of high heels, then a heavy layer of makeup.

Rachel took a shaky breath. Now she was ready for her date...