the third pajamas

Paula held out a small bundle of cloth, which Abbie took, looked at, and tried to figure out if it was the entire costume. Abbie held it up. It was white lingerie in two pieces. The panties were all lace, very thin, and would leave nearly nothing to the imagination. The bra cups were a similar lace, and at the base of the bra, there was a thinner mesh piece that hung down like a longer dress, running to about mid-thigh.

"I know," sighed Paula. "It's outrageous. Your director told me that the scene needed to ignite electricity in the room. Tell a lesbian like me to make a girl look hot, and my fantasies come to life. If you don't want to try it, you don't have to."

Abbie laughed, almost hysterically. "You're very funny, Paula. Because of course, here's where I'll draw the line," she said sarcastically. Paula laughed too, seeing how absurd it all was. Douglas tried to laugh, but he found the combination of brazen sexuality and the casual dismissal of social norms very confusing. Plus, with each passing moment, he was getting significantly aroused by all the dressing, undressing, touching, and watching.

Abbie pulled the loose tank top off, and slid the shorts away. Once again, she was completely naked. Douglas coughed. "What is it, Douglas?" she asked him.

"Nothing. I mean -- no, nothing."

"Go on," said Abbie, teasing him. "What's your question?"

"Do you ... like this? Just kind of being on display like this?"

"I do!" said Abbie. "What's not to like?"

"Nothing's not to like," offered Paula. "Who's complaining?"

Douglas continued. "You're just ... naked."

"Yup!" said Abbie cheerfully. "Feels good. Looks good too, I imagine."

Douglas nodded. "Yes, it sure does."

Abbie smiled at him, and then put on the new costume. Somehow, actually wearing the lingerie made her look even hotter than when she was naked. The panties wrapped around her body like a second skin, running just barely into the crack of her ass. The outline of her pussy was clearly prominent, and the way the lace fell, it almost drew attention directly toward her slit.

The bra was almost completely see-through, making her nipples stand out. And the sheer material that hung down obscured nothing, so her toned stomach, navel, and everything else was still on full display.

"Oh, this looks hot," said Abbie, admiring herself in the mirror.

"What's the first word that comes to mind when you see that?" said Paula.

Abbie took a breath. "Forgive the crassness of my language, but 'fuckable' is the first thing I think."

Paula smiled. "The director also used that word. He didn't want me to tell you, but it's pretty clear."

Abbie nodded. "Well, you nailed it, Paula. This is the winner for sure."

Both Paula and Douglas just gazed at Abbie as she stared at herself in the mirror. This was a costume fitting like no other. No one knew quite what to say.