At a friends' place

"You'll know when we get there." he replies evenly.

Not knowing how to react, and still very uncertain between the what-seems-to-be formidable scent filling the air and your own state of dress (both with the high shoes and the fact you're only wearing a gauzy dress, which might not even be a dress for all you know), you accept his answer, attempting to adjust your dress so it's not displaying so much. That proves to be a futile endeavour, as any shift in one direction makes it near indecent in another. A pull down almost causes a strap to pull off your shoulder. Sitting with your legs clasped close together makes you display an obscene amount of cleavage. And any attempt to hide your nipples cleanly only raises the dress towards the danger zone, your pussy or ass clearly displayed.

Throughout all of your fidgeting, Mark's eyes take it all in, and you know they are. You shiver as he looks at you, although it could be due to the cold too...

Eventually, you arrive at a well lit house, with several cars in the yard already. Mark's already walking towards the house, not bothering to open the door for you as you step out tentatively, trying to get use to the heels. Whether it's Sue's memories finally kicking in, or your own ability to adapt, you find yourself stepping almost decently as you follow Mark through the front door.

"Sue! Looking good!" says a voice as you step into the doorway into a house party, Mark's arm closing around you tightly as you do. Your host hasn't identified himself - Sue obviously knew him, although you don't, as Mark pulls you in closer to his frown - "I thought you and Mark broke up thought."

In response, Mark pull you in for a passionate kiss, his hands moving all over you, and now you figure out why you could walk so well in the shoes now. It's because you couldn't do anything else while walking, and it takes all of your effort to keep your balance as he pulls the dress every which way with his kiss, and you find your tongue involuntarily dueling with his. Abashedly you pull back, and it takes you a moment to realize one of your straps fell off of your shoulder.

"We're trying things to see how it goes." Mark finishes, and you quickly fix your strap, pulling your dress up a little too high as you do, flashing a bit of you ass as you do. The guys all take that as a free pass, and you barely turn in time to accept the hosts' gracious hug.

"That dress looks great on you, Sue..."

The process is repeated four more times, and the guys' hands all reach down to squeeze your ass as they do. You, of course, are too busy staying on your feet too notice what they're doing, and as the final hug finishes, you pull back, a blush on your cheeks as you look around uneasily. The guys are all openly gawking at you as Mark possessively slides a dress strap off your shoulder so he's touching bare skin, but you only have on question on your mind...