Put on the lacy undies

You finish up and pat yourself dry before you take your plain panties off and slide the lacy ones up your slender legs. They felt intimate pressed up against your hairless vulva. You were able to change out the bra without removing your robe. To your astonishment just pressing the cups to your chest had the straps wrap around the back and fasten themselves. You were really starting to like magic. You put the other set into the package and the package into one of your robe's pockets. You think you managed this all without making it obvious to Tritera what you were doing but as you exit the stall she had a knowing look that deflates your hopes at discretion.

The two of you wordlessly wash up and walk back to your table where two more mugs of mead await you. This is a bad idea and you know it but the sweet liquid offers a means to quiet your trepidation and you sip it eagerly.

Tritera has now changed tack to full on wing woman. Yours or his you cannot say.

Tritera : "he's a very gentle lover, perfect for a first time."

Everything she said elicited at most a squeak from you and another sip of mead.

Tritera : "I could come and keep an eye on you, Bingman wouldn't mind."

The lunch rush has cleared out and the tavern is now nearly empty. Bingman comes by and says hi to his favorite patron and her new friend. God he really is very attractive.

Bingman : "hello ladies, how was the fish? It was the best me and the crew caught this morning"

Against your will you imagined Bingman shirtless, gripping the struggling fish with those strong hands...

After a little more small talk and what seems like both Bingman and Tritera sizing you up Bingman walks back to the bar with the empty mugs. Tritera presses a key into one of your hands, surely for that unmarked door, and a package that contained one of the robes you didn't pick into the other. She whispers into your ear, as sultry tone.

Tritera : "go get ready, I'll fetch the hunk. Oh, and he likes you to be kneeling when he comes in."