Getting ready

“So, what should I wear?”

They had the three outfits laid out on the bed in front of them. Emily was wrapped in a towel, fresh from the shower

“Well, I think the lingerie you ended up getting shows a little too much.”

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“Maybe the bikini?”

Emily felt butterflies in her stomach at the suggestion. It barely covered any more than the lingerie. “Mhm, if that’s what you want baby.”

She picked up the bikini and took it into the bathroom, closing the door behind her, returning shortly afterward dressed in the skimpy bikini. Tom’s eyes drank in her incredible assets. Emily giggled and pulled a couple of poses to best display herself. He reached out and grabbed one of her exposed ass cheeks. She playfully, but firmly, slapped his hand away.

“Hey, that’s for Bill’s hands only tonight!” she laughed. Tom drew his hand back sheepishly, his eyes wide. Emily was about to apologise until she saw the bulge in his pants. “In fact, I think you’ve seen enough of this,” she said, pulling on a long coat. “Don’t forget, I only let you buy this for me to wear for Bill, not you!”

She began applying some light makeup in the bathroom mirror, looking past her reflection to Tom sitting on the bed, enjoying the power dynamic, as well as the slightly anguished, horny look on his face. She finished up by applying some tasteful dark red lip that went well with her tanned skin, stepped into some heeled sandals and headed towards the door, adding an extra swing to her hips to give Tom one last tease.