Let's impress Lionel.

Amanda handed Jessica a few pieces of clothing and as she took them they looked totally random, she couldn't expect her to be wearing only this, she thought.

Jessica had been given a pair of high boots, a pair of leggings and a small leather jacket that would leave anything below her belly button bare. She could easily imagine the style it would give her, some sort of sexy biker girl, reminding of her iconic role in Dark Angel. Of course there was a series of issues with it.

The boots were knee high black leather boots, that she had been offered after wearing them for a photoshoot. Their heels were pretty high and lacking the possibility of moving her ankles made walking in them a bit daring. She didn't even remember why she had packed them, but she had left in a hurry and didn't really think very hard when picking her wardrobe. As impractical as they were, they were undeniably sexy.

The leggings were something she only wore at home while exercising. She didn't have many occasions to wear some and as such it was her only pair. Of course repeated washings and a dryer incident had damaged them a bit. The leggings had shrunk a few sizes and the fabric was now extending to its limits when worn, making it almost possible to see through it on some areas, with the right lighting. It was almost a second skin and wearing them without underwear was the guarantee of a very detailed camel toe... And in her condition possibly a damp one. They also tended to ride very low, what the fabric had lost in size, the waistband's elastic had gained in looseness.

The petite British girl was looking at her with a grin. Jessica couldn't believe she was going to let herself get dragged into this, but acting in such a way, doing things she would never have done was exactly what she needed to clear her mind of the drama that led her to take this vacation. She threw caution away and slipped the tight leggings on her bare legs, only taking the time to pat her pussy with her bath towel in hope of keeping it dry.

She then put the boots on, still topless. Once the last strap locked she raised up, realizing that Amanda had looked, nearly hypnotized, at her dangling boobs while she was bent over.

"Shouldn't I put a top on? What if I have to open or remove the jacket?" she asked Amanda.

"Come on. Aren't you there to have some fun? Lionel is one of your biggest fans, you want to blow him away. Are you chicken?" replied Amanda.

"No! I'll do it. It's just that it is a really daring outfit," she explained. The British girl was having none of it, she probably had a devious scheme in mind and was having too much fun with the starlet to let her change the proposed outfit.

Jessica didn't remember the jacket being so short, but she realized that she had only ever worn it open, over another top. Without the sides hanging down, it ended almost two inches above her belly button. And the upper part of it wasn't much better, a fashion item rather than a practical one, some of the buttons and zippers were only decorative, and it was impossible to close it up beyond a certain point, which left an ample amount of cleavage visible and would make people question if she had anything underneath it.

"Perfect! Just the look I wanted for you! You don't mind if I borrow this?" asked Amanda. She had picked a green summer dress in Jessica's luggage, on her owner it was rather short, but on a smaller girl it would be more lengthy. Jessica did not really care at this point and let the girl put in on, also without anything under it.

Soon after that they were leaving the hotel, Jessica had realized that the only real pocket on the jacket was inside of it, and had slipped her phone and keycard in it, in front of a laughing Amanda.

Amanda's hotel wasn't that far and without much cash between them, neither wanted to take a taxi to it. Of course, had Jessica realized that what was coming next involved a stroll in the streets, she might have complained a bit more about the outfit and choice of footwear.

In the 30 minutes it took them to reach the other hotel Jessica had stumbled several times, each time prevented from falling by a helpful Amanda, who used each occasion to help herself to different parts of her anatomy.

As they approached the hotel, Jessica saw Amanda take her phone out to type something, probably warning Lionel of their arrival. A dozen minutes later they entered the room and found themselves facing a wet Lionel wearing only a small towel around his waist.

"Mindy! You told me you were going to arrive in half an hour!" he screamed when he noticed the two girls. The tall and skinny nerd was clearly not comfortable wearing so little in company of the women, one of them his little sister, the other his personal idol.

"Surprise!" shouted Amanda, stepping away to let him see Jessica. In a sexy outfit, showing a lot of cleavage, his favorite actress was standing there in front of him, the cut of her pants so low that they stopped just above her pussy. As soon as he saw her and what she was wearing, the hastily made knot on the small towel gave up to the increasing pressure of his erection.

"She came her to get her wallet back, I'm sure you two will find a mutually beneficial arrangement!" replied a laughing Amanda, as the towel fell down revealing the the nearly ten inch-long rod of hard flesh raising between Lionel's legs.

Jessica was astonished, it was one of the biggest cocks she had ever seen in person and it belonged to the awkward brother of the little lesbian hellion she had met the previous night. She was pretty sure that Amanda was well aware of his endowment, the outfit and deceiving text were proof enough that she had plotted the whole thing.

Taken over by the tone of the situation Jessica decided to participate in this little game, she could always refuse what would be proposed anyway.

"So Lionel, what will it be? What can I do for my greatest fan in exchange for this little favor?" she asked. Lionel didn't immediately reply, in fact he was so shocked by what was happening that it took him almost an entire minute before even trying to cover his crotch with his hands, a task made more difficult by the size of his instrument.

Blushing and breathing heavily, he finally managed to answer her question...