Price of a dress

Carefully walking toward Brandon’s car, Jodie wanted to keep her eyes on it, but she again was not wearing the proper shoes, nor did she have any to be walking in gravel. She wasn’t keen on the idea of going with Adam’s brother to buy a dress for the gala, but she was excited about the prospect of joining his mom to the caterers. “Thank you for taking me, if I went like on my own I wouldn’t really know where to go.” Walking over Brandon opened the door for the beautiful girl, putting his hand on her lower back to help guide her in. “Not even a little problem, Adam’s a fool to ignore you for a single minute.” The smile on Jodie’s face slid away as the door closed and she watched the large man dash around to get into his own seat. Adam wasn’t ignore her, he was an important man and things like this came up and she was glad to have been able to help him like he had asked. Once upon a time she thought a secretary really wasn’t a meaningful position other then for eye candy, but the longer she did it and more time she spent with Tiff, the more she had to agree with her friend. Their job was to get the small things out of the way, so that those they worked under could focus on the big picture.

“I really, love your car. Adam, lets me drive his sometimes, do you think I could drive yours?” Brandon smirked at the girl's question. Everyone loved his car, and nobody but him drove it. “Yeah, do you know how to handle a stick?” His hand was on the stick shift and he rocked it back and forth to punctuate his question. The words handle a stick, brought a small smile to Jodie’s face as she looked past his hand to his crotch. He is so much bigger than Adam, I wonder his dick is bigger too. The mental image of her unzipping his pants came to her mind and bending over to give him a blow job as he sped through the streets. She couldn’t help, but bite her lip as she looked, he was right here and she could tell he wanted her. Closing her eyes tight Jodie turned away when she noticed her breathing had changed. Brandon just blinked at the red haired beauty, he hadn’t expected when he asked if she could handle a stick with a little flirting that she would start to stare at his junk, her eyes had dilated as she bit her lip and her breaths were coming more rapidly and shallow. This girl seemed like she was in heat and winning this bet with his brother was going to be a lot easier than he thought. “Well if you want to play with my stick later, you just let me know. No chance of you sitting behind this wheel unless I know you can and how much you would appreciate me for letting you.” He was a jerk, she did want to drive his car, but she wasn’t going to give him a hand job or anything just to drive a car, even if it was a Dodge Viper.

As they drove, everytime she glanced at the large man she thought about what was between his legs. His shoulders were as broad as Eric and he was taller than both him and Adam, and while Eric was big, his dick wasn’t as large as Adams and.. It didn’t look like Brandon had a girlfriend and if he hadn’t jerked off in a while he might have a lot of cum built up. Jodie squeezed her legs together as she bit her lip and looked away from him and out her window. She was feeling like she had when she went to her dealer's house, but didn’t have any money. In hopes he would give her a freebie, but instead just let him hang out. Seeing people come and go with what they wanted, getting high, while she couldn’t even get a single pill. If someone started to smoke up they would sometimes share, she wished she could just get a little puff now to ease her anxiety. “Hey dollface, you there?” Jodie had been so lost in thought she hadn’t noticed they had come to a stop in a little shopping plaza. The car was already off and Brandon was standing outside the car looking in and she imagined this was not the first time he had tried to get her attention. “Sorry was thinking about… things.” He nodded at her before shutting his door and she had just pulled on the door handle to open it when he came to her side and held it open for her and provided his hand so she could step out easier in the low vehicle.

The store Jodie was brought to had some racks of clothes along either side, but most of the store was dominated by headless mannequins, their bodies still posing as they each wore different dresses. In the place of a head was a small mirror, Jodie guessed so ladies could picture themselves wearing such outfits, but she couldn’t find a single price tag or sign showing how much each of the dresses cost. Brandon wasn’t much of a talker, at least not when shopping. Jodie would see him rub some of the fabric between his fingers, but mostly he looked bored. He didn’t pull out his phone to occupy his time like she would have though, he was still present in the moment, but just wasn’t inclined to participate. “Could I help you Madam? Has something caught your discerning eye or maybe your groom to be here sees something he would like to see you in? I don’t see a ring, but I can tell how the two of you keep looking at one another that the two of you are meant to be.” The tall man was thin enough that a small wind would blow him away like a piece of paper and as he talked he motioned to both Jodie and Brandon with one hand, without ever actually pointing at them. “Oh, we aren’t…” Jodie was cut off by Brandon enclosing his large hand around hers. “Not big on labels. My little honey bun here needs a dress for a charity gala for tomorrow night. What would you think would look best for her?” Jodie pulled her hand away from him and attempted to give him the stink eye.

“I’m Jodie, and it is a pleasure to meet you Thomas.” Jodie said reading his name tag. “Brandon here seems to be a bit of a jokester, he is my boyfriend’s brother and soon hoping brother in law.” She said trying to make clear the dividing line between them. The last thing she needed was Thomas to be a gossip and people at the gala thinking she was with Brandon instead of Adam. “Sounds like a wedding is in your near future and if his brother looks anything like.” Thomas smiled at Brandon. “Like Brandon here then you hit the jackpot girl. If you aren’t going with Jodie here to the charity, do you maybe need a plus one?” Brandon took a small step back from the wafer thin store clerk as he squinted at the man and tightened his jaw. “Umm, no, I’m not.” It was clear he was suddenly very uncomfortable as he stumbled on his words. “I’m not like you, not that there is anything wrong with… I’m just…” Thomas waved his hand in the air, bending it at the wrist. “You are adorable, but I was just teasing, unless of course you are interested, then I’m not. But” Thomas let out a long dramatic sigh. “I will just have to carry on without you and spend my time helping Jodie here find a dress to help her get that ring on her finger. Now you are welcome to tell me what you like, but I think I have a few ideas if you want to put your trust in me.” Thomas had a coy smile on his face as he put his hand on his hip and cocked it to the side. “That would be wonderful, thank you Thomas.” Tapping his finger to the air like he was poking someone on the nose Thomas took a step back, deeper into the store. “I will be back in a jiff, why don’t the two of you continue to browse.”

“Looks like someone like one has there eyes on you.” Jodie said with a smirk. “I like it better when it is your eyes, but yeah wow. I have never had a man openly flirt with me, it was…” Brandon faltered as he tried to search for the right word. “Flattering? I remember when men first started doing it to me and I did not like it at all, I was afraid really, but now I love it.” Brandon gave her a strange look. “Yeah, no. Flattering isn’t in the right ball park for the correct word. Creepy, disgusting, those fit better.” Giving him a small shrug Jodie started to move over to the racks of clothes to one of the sides of the store. “I don’t know, you and him could make a cute couple.” Putting his hands up to his face, Brandon slowly pulled them down like he was trying to wash away the those words. “New topic dollface, what is this about you and little Adam getting engaged?” Pulling a mauve wispy dress, she looked it over smiling, it was super cute. “Oh nothing, mostly wishful thinking honestly and I wanted to make sure you behaved yourself.” Turing around she pushed the dress into Brandon’s hands. “Here hold this please and my name is Jordan, not dollface, or sweetcheeks, but I would prefer it if you called me Jodie.” She wasn’t sure if the dress was going to fall to the floor when she let go, but when she did Brandon held onto it. She felt a little rush, she wasn’t sure what came over her. If she took the time to think her brain would get muddled down with the idea of pulling Brandon into a dressing room so she could get down on her knees, but he was such a jerk. She just wished she could punch him, but standing up to the bully felt great.

“So no real wedding bells in the near future, makes you wonder about little Adam’s priorities. If you were my girl Jodie, things would be different.” She doubted that very much. “I think I’m going to try that one on and like whatever Thomas brings back. While we wait, could you tell me a little bit about Adam when he was younger?” Jodie watched as he looked down a dress he was holding in his hands for her and work his jaw to the left and right a few times as he considered the question. If she had to be out here with Adam’s brother, maybe she could learn more about him. “He was never much a leader, sure he commanded people around or drew a crowd from his peers, but really he was just imitating me. Growing up that was beyond annoying that everytime he tried to brag about something he had just done, it was already something I did, but as I matured. It is flattering to think he wanted to be like his big brother, heck even now he is trying to climb that same ladder as me. A few years ago he talked about some big promotion to be a vice president where he works, but that has yet to materialize. Honestly I think I’m done playing the corporate game, being a vice president has a lot of perks, but I think. Yeah, I think I’m going to take a page from my father's book and really hit hard into investing, maybe get onto the board of directors for a few companies. If little Adam asks nicely I might even put in a good word for him and he can take over my job and leave Mega Corp.”

Condescending, but still nice he was considering his brother to give him a hand up, but he was totally going to get that promotion this time, he didn’t need him to get what he wanted. Pursing her lips she wondered if that was even a real offer or if he was just saying that for her benefit. “Would you like really do that for him or are you just saying that because you want to get into my pants?” Brandon laughed and laughed hard. “You seem so mousy sometimes and now you are like a tiger ready to attack.” He let loose a few more good natured chuckles. “Yeah, yeah I think I would. You know I can’t remember one time he actually asked me for help without our parents telling him. But you also have to keep in mind we spent a lot of time apart at boarding school so we weren’t always around one another.” Jodie saw Thomas approaching with an arm full of gowns and started to head in his direction. “I found a few things that you are just going to love and if you so happy to love them all and want to take them home I wouldn’t complain.” She only needed one, but what was in his arms looked nice. Adam did love to buy her things so maybe she could… no he wasn’t here so she shouldn’t spend all his money. She wasn’t even sure how much any of them cost w without price tags, but Thomas wasn’t talking about price and neither was Brandon, so she didn’t want to embarrass herself. Jodie took the outfits from Thomas and handed them over to Brandon as she made her way over to the dressing rooms.

Putting on the first dress she stepped out of the room, there was only a thin mirror in there, but just outside she could step up onto a platform that had three large mirrors so she could see herself at multiple angles. “I don’t think I like this one much, what do you think?” Thomas had disappeared to help someone else, so she was alone again with Brandon. “Beautiful, fuckable.” Standing behind Jodie while she was on the flatformed area he could see her in all three mirrors and her backside. His eyes drifted down her exposed back, in the backless dusty blue and white dress, it was tighter on her rear and he liked that and could imagine pulling the back of the dress up to fuck the girl right there while they looked at one another in the three way mirror. She spun around on her six inch heels to look at him and he loved how grateful she was in them. “This one isn’t for me, would you mind unzipping me?” Without hesitation he stepped up to her as she turned back around, putting one hand on her hip and the other slowly unzipped her dress. He breathed in her perfume and resisted doing anything else, but Jodie was well aware of the look in his eye and he leaned in close to her neck and for a moment she thought he was going to start kissing her there. Her breath caught in her throat, worried about what would happen. If he wanted her, like really wanted her she couldn’t physically stop him, but he wouldn’t, he couldn’t they were in public. When he didn’t step away after he unzipped the dress he heart started to beat faster, if she got on her knees here he would be able to see her in so many angles as she got what she wanted. “Excuse me.” Jodie said slipping past him and mincing as quick as she could over to the dressing room.

“Get a hold of yourself girl, pick a dress so we can go… maybe something to take my mind off this.” She said whispering to herself in the thin mirror. “Could you tell me a funny story about Adam?” She called out to Brandon as she pulled herself free of the dress, it was lovely, but just not right for her. “Sure, lets see. Yeah, I think I got something, a bit fitting considering what we are doing now.” Jodie slipped into her next dress, and noticed a problem. It had no zipper, just clasps that went up the back. She would be able to do most of them, but would need assistance to get in and out. Doing the best she could, Jodie stepped out and put her back to Brandon before she went up on the platform. “Do you mind?” He started to clasp her into the dress as he started his story. Stepping up onto the platform, Jodie turned this way and that, smiling at what she saw. The dress was a stormy blue, A line V neck chiffon dress that had areas of ruffled lace. The wispy sleeves came down just a few inches down her arm, hardly past her shoulders, while the skirt came down to just below her knees in front and tapered out to be longer in the back. In her current six inch heels it was kept off the ground by maybe an inch. The V neck went down, but not enough to be slutty. If her chest was smaller it would look more demure, but the assets she had turned many tops into provocative things. “Back when we were home for summer, could have been winter for Adam’s freshman year, heck could have been his sophomore year I’m not sure. The four of us, him, me and our girlfriends at the time.” He stopped talking for a moment and worked his jaw from left to right as he thought. “I think it was Cassandra and Barbie. Oh her parents would give her a hard time anytime they heard her called Barbie instead of Barbra.”

Turning to the side, Jodie stuck her hip and leg out feeling the light fabric on her smooth legs. She didn’t have to shave much anymore, her leg hair that was once dark was hardly noticeable when it came in, and she was quick to get to the salon to get waxed at any sign. She wondered if she would go back to having leg hair when this was over, it was so itchy and she wasn’t sure how she hadn’t noticed before. “He had a girlfriend when he was younger?” Figures Jodie thought. She had a girlfriend in highschool, but at best he got to second base and that was only when they were at a party doing five minutes in heaven. Something sturred in Jodie as she thought about kissing her and touching her chest. “Please continue.” She said, needing the distraction. “We were having fun, had just gotten out of the pool and I’m not sure which girl did it, but they changed the channel on the tv to some runway model event that their mother was running and while not something I would watch on my own, if my girlfriend wanted to sit with me while I looked at other hot girls, I was down. Well the girls started chatting about fashion or something and I’m not sure how it came up, but Barbie lifted one of Adam’s legs. He was on the swim team back then, so… it had to have been his sophomore year. Swimming the one thing he was, is? Good at that I never did, but he shaved you see. Something I never really understood, seems a bit girly, can hair really make that big of a difference? I doubt it.”

Putting her hand to the chest, the top was a bit tight now that she thought about it, but the waist was a little loose. “One thing led to another and the two of them had Adam in one of mothers dresses. They took one of her ball gowns, a deep red thing and they made him walk around on the balls of his feet so the dress wouldn’t drag, it was hilarious. If only we had a camera, that would be best **** material ever.” Jodie tilted her head looking back at Brandon through the mirror, thinking about Adam in a dress. He had the slender shoulders, but all those toned muscles he would look ridiculous, but it seemed the two of them shared that experience too. “The part I almost feel bad about is when mother came came home and saw him. She said something like…” Brandon cleared his throat to talk in a higher register and trying to sound cranky at the same time, the voice was a bad imitation of Iris. “Going into my closet I see Adam. I always figured something like this would happen, come on now best take it off before you rip it. Never mind, you keep it on, I’m sure you have stretched it.” Brandon coughed, Jodie remembered trying to get her voice to sound just right, it was difficult, but or she thought it would have been if she wasn’t used to singing a higher register, but doing it constantly used to bother her throat. She bit her lip, thinking about the last time she had talked in her natural voice and wasn’t sure when that was. “She was mad, not yelling mad. She never does that, but she told Adam to keep it on as it was almost supper time, but the other girls. Yeah she said other girls to him, had to leave. I know he had to hang it up in his closet, wonder if it is still there?” Jodie had seen a burgundy dress in the closet, but hadn’t thought anything odd about it when she was hanging her clothes up, but she didn’t want to tell him about that.

“I think I am going to get this one, but it needs like some alterations.” Brandon smiled hearing that, this was only the second dress she tried on and she had found the one she wanted, but tried to temper that. She still had more in the dressing room that he was sure she would like to still try on. “Want me to get your purse so we can give, ahh Thomas your credit card?” Jodie’s eyes went wide, she wasn’t planning on buying the dress herself, she figured Adam had given her card to him and there is that saying about if you have to ask how expensive something is you can’t afford it. “I thought Adam gave you his card? I umm, I can’t afford this I don’t think.” After putting it on Jodie really did want the dress, but maybe there was a regular department store nearby she could find something that would work that she could afford. Brandon stepped up onto the platform, putting his hand on Jodie’s hip again and his other on her shoulder. He looked at her in her blue eyes. “You know, I don’t mind buying this for you, maybe Adam can pay me back. Would you like that?” Jodie nodded yes, the nod he seemed to take as a yes to something unsaid as he leaned into her kissing her on the neck. The hand that was on her hip circled around to her stomach and he pulled her back so that her back was touching his chest. On the third kiss Jodie reached back and gripped the hair on the back of his head, not to yank it to get him away, but to hold him there. It felt so good, her eyes closed halfway and watched as her breasts moved as her breathing changed from her excitement. She couldn’t help, but push her ass back into him when she felt his cock. She couldn’t compare him to anyone like this, but it felt big. “Brandon…we, we can’t.”Jodie said, but made no movement to fight back. She was able to control herself enough to let go of his hair, but still found herself bending over just slightly to push herself into him.

“Oh I think we can… “ Brandon stepped back from Jodie and grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the dressing room she was just in. Closing the door he wrapped his hands around the sexy redhead, holding the back of her head in one hand and grabbing her ass in the other as he pressed his mouth to hers. She wanted him so bad she was wiggling in excitement as he held her, she had opened her mouth so he could slide his tongue in. “Maaa!” Not a word, but a moan came from her as he kissed her inviting lips. Letting go of her Brandon took a deep breath and put both of his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down to her knees. She pretended to resist him. “Brandon, stop, no.” Her words were whispered, but she didn’t really fight him, she was pressing herself into him before, this girl wanted him. Jodie tried to pull herself free and push him back as she tried to take a step back. When she started to pull away, getting his lips off of hers she tried to tell him no, but he pressed back forward inserting his fat tongue into her mouth. A tingle ran down Jodie’s spine, the familiar feeling that she loved, having someones attention, someone wanting her. This man wanted her for sex, she didn’t want him, she didn’t want any man.. But god was she horny and her struggles just reminded her of the games she played with her boyfriends. When she was able to take a breath of air he started to push down on her shoulders. She knew what he wanted and told him she didn’t want it, but the animalistic lust in his eyes made it clear he hadn’t really heard a word she said.

When she was on her knees he put his hand to his crotch to unzip himself and Jodie felt a hunger, a desire for it. She could see the thick bulge he had from wanting her, she didn’t exactly want his cock, but did want his desire and as he mouth started to water she knew she wanted his cum. That salty, gooey taste and feeling on her tongue and running down her throat. Putting her hand on top of Brandon’s she squeezed it, not to hurt him, but to get his attention. God she didn’t want to stop him. “Brandon, we can't. I'm with Adam.” Jodie looked up into his eyes, Brandon didn’t move and they stayed that way, her on her knees and him standing over her for almost a minute. As his breathing came under control, Brandon pulled his hand away. “Fuck…” He took a deep breath as Jodie got back to her high heeled feet. “Lucky son of a… Jodie I know you want to do this, you want me. My little brother finally beat me to something I want first. Good on him.” Brandon let loose a long sigh. “But I’m still buying this dress for you and I want a little something in return. Just something for me to know what I’m missing out on.” Jodie swallowed hard, wondering if he was about to make her get back down to her knees despite what he had just said. The feeling from that thought was dread, excitement, horror and pure lust. “I want you to wrap your hands around my neck and kiss me, kiss me like you would kiss him and then tell me you wish you could suck my cock. I know it’s true and if you tell me the truth the dress is yours and this stays between us.” She didn’t want to kiss him, she didn’t want his… Jodie hated it that she did want his cock, she wanted to wrap her lips around it and make him cum. She didn’t like him at all, and yet the feeling was true. She felt his request had a hidden threat, like if she didn’t he would be talking about this.

Putting a large fake smile on her face, she wrapped her hands behind his neck. Smiling had come much more naturally to Jodie than it used to, but forcing a smile now reminded her of how she had to fake it at work when she started. Janet had told her that girls like her always smiled so they would look their best. It seemed a mean thing to say then, cruel to **** her to act that way, but now she knew Janet was only trying to help. Fake it till you make it and Jodie had made it, but now she had to fake it once more. The kiss lasted much longer than Jodie would have liked, a few seconds would have been too long, but this was longer and filled with passion. Her mind tried to picture Adam and flipped to Eric, the image went back and forth. She kept her eyes closed, not daring to pull away till he did. There was a dangerous undertone to this man, that she hadn’t noticed till that unsaid threat, so she kissed him. “Mmmm I just wish I could suck your big fat cock right now.” She was still pressed into him and could feel the monster in his pants and part of her, more than she wanted to admit existed did want to do just that. How did I go from wanting to fuck Janet, Tiffany and Lauren to wanting mens dicks inside of me? The thought of the girls still excited her, she just didn’t constantly think about it like she once did. And now she thought of cocks, not just the ones on her boyfriends and wished she could take a sponge to her mind to get that to stop. “I know you do dollface, I know you do. How about we go get someone's attention so they can take your measurements so you can look even sexier in that dress tomorrow.”