SR Day 11 - Be brave

You decide to be brave, and after your shower you get dressed and go downstairs to hang around the Lodge. You eat some lunch, and some members of your team come to chat with you. Sam's the one who comes out and asks it. She sitting next to you, dressed way more cute than she needs to be here, and looking playful.

"So you and Sun are dating," she says, and it's not a question.

"I don't know what she'd say. Kind of," you reply. That seems like the truth. You certainly haven't... had this talk with Sun. You feel like she's more playing around than in love, but it's clear that she likes you a lot. She probably doesn't meet a lot of girls ballsy and horny enough to go along with her crazy stuff.

It looks like Sam and the others are going out clubbing tonight. That'll be fun. If Sun hadn't asked you out first, you would've asked her to go out dancing.

It's dinner time when Sun comes back with shopping bags. You get up from where you're curled up on a couch with Sam and Max, just hanging out and looking at your phones.

Sun walks over, looking effortlessly glamorous even in jeans and a light top. To your surprise, she gives you a quick peck on the cheek in greeting, and everyone in the room sees it.

"How was your day?" she asks.

"Quiet," you say. You look at her bags. They're from a department store.

"Did I miss dinner?"

"Not yet," you say.

She takes her bags up, then comes back down to eat. Bee is a really good cook. The food at the Lodge is amazing. It's good enough that you're starting to feel a little bit like a TV star.

"So we aren't going out for dinner," you say to Sun.

"Boring," she replies.

Upstairs, she shows you what she bought you: it's a simple tie dress in pale pink. It's just, uh... She hands it to you.

"Put it on," she says.

You realize that she wants to go out dancing with the others. That's her plan, and she wants you to wear this. You see what she's after and take your clothes off to try it on. The fit is... a little loose, which is the idea like with baby doll lingerie, but it's the length that's the problem. It's short, even shorter than the t-shirt that you sleep in at night, and very light and flimsy. That's the point. If you wear this, people will definitely be seeing your undies. Sun probably bought you some sexy ones.

You take the dress off, and it's time to do hair and makeup so you can go out. Sun does yours, and you do hers, which is fun. You've never seen her in makeup, but a little eye shadow transforms her face. You want to keep your hair in a ponytail, but she wants you to wear it loose, so you do. Your hair down, and that slutty dress... nobody would even recognize you.

You put your dress on, and Sun does the same with hers. It's different from yours: hers is tight, black, and completely backless. It's as short as yours, and has slashed cutouts on the sides, revealing her hips, and a huge cutout in the front so that there's actually more skin than cloth. It covers her about as well as a swimsuit would. She looks amazing.

She got you some serious heels, too. This is turning into quite a production.

"It looks good on you," she says, walking up to you.

"You have good taste."

She puts her hands on your waist, then comes up for a kiss. You kiss her back. For some reason, you really like these more... ordinary displays of affection from her.

"Mmm," you moan as pushes her tongue into your mouth. Her hands are on your hips, then your bottom. Her fingers move, hitching up your dress over your rear. She plucks at your underwear.

"You don't need this," she murmurs.

You stop kissing her. Of course. This is why she didn't buy you sexy undies. She doesn't want you wear any at all.

She tugs playfully at the back of your panties. When you don't resist, she smiles and kneels, sliding them down your legs. You step out of them, and suddenly it feels... very breezy in this dress that is barely long enough that your soft cock isn't visible hanging between your legs.

"Seriously?" you ask.

"Why not?"

Because every move you make, someone will be seeing your booty or even more.

"What about you?" you ask. Sun has panties on. They're skimpy, but she's wearing them.

"What about me? Are you ready to go?"