Vyki puts on a show

Looking through the new outfits, Vyki couldn’t help but notice only a few of them looked like they reached or passed her knees. She knew it was what Paul always liked to see Molly in, so she couldn’t exactly dispute it. Plus, she was actually surprised not to see any pants, but she actually glad for that.

However, going through them, a short, simple, purple dress caught her attention. Stripping off her nightie and setting it on a shelf, she slipped the short dress over her head, fighting briefly with the bodice to pop it over her fake chest. With it settled into place, she worked the crossing fabric to center it over her breasts before fiddling with the skirt.

Looking at herself in the full-length mirror Molly put on the back of the door, she noticed the slippers looked ridiculous. Kicking them over with the other shoes, she found a light purple pair of heels that matched. Slipping them on, she looked at the ensemble and was pleasantly surprised to see the general fit, if a bit short. But still, it was fun.

Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and stood in the doorway for Molly’s review.

Hearing the door handle, Molly abruptly put her phone down and was pleasantly surprised by the look revealed to her.

“Oh wow!” Molly says standing up from the bed, “that looks so cute!!!!!”

“Really?” Vyki said, turning back to the mirror. “You think so?” she asked blushing a bit as she twisted from side-to-side enjoying skirt twirling up her legs.

“Oh, absolutely!” Molly confirmed enjoying watching Vyki’s enjoyment and playful attitude. “Is that the only one you liked or were their others?”

“Well,” Vyki said enjoying watching herself in the mirror, but then bit her lip as she looked at Molly’s reflection in the mirror behind her as she tentatively admitted, “this one was just the first one that jumped out at me.”

“You wanna try on another one?” Molly asked conspiratorially.

Vyki just nodded her head energetically as she bit her lip.

“Great! Hang this back up and grab another!”

“K!” Vyki said as she excitedly walked back into the closet, not thinking much about Molly closing the door behind her as she headed straight for the long black dress.

She dutifully removed the short purple dress and neatly hung it back up as she took the black dress off its hanger. After figuring out the front, she slid it on and fiddled with getting the zipper up as far as she could.

As turned to the mirror, she saw how much the shoes seemed to stand out. She was hoping they’d match the flowers of the dress better, but she switched them out for a black pair of heels that seemed to be a bit more muted for the look.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, she was a little frustrated how loose the neck looked, but she couldn’t quite reach the zipper all the way up. However, she was surprised to see the slit going so far up her leg; she had not anticipated that.

As much as she liked this, the neckline didn’t seem right still and she hoped it was just the zipper, so she flung the door open. Vyki quickly asked, “hey, can you help with this zipper?” as she spun around and totally missed the shocked look on Molly’s face before she put the phone down.

“Sure!” Molly said almost relieved as she bounded up and pulled the zipper up the last few inches. “So, what do you think?”

“K, the slit is a kinda fun surprise, but...” Vyki said hesitantly as she shifted side to side, “not sure about this neckline still.”

“That is a sexy slit,” Molly commented, “you look elegant in it.”

Vyki giggles lightly staring at herself in the mirror, “I don’t know.”

“Well, put it back and try another,” Molly suggests.

“Okay!” Vyki says walking back in, a little surprised at the closing door, but continues on. She hung up the black dress and continued looking for other options, still amazed at all the options they found. It was nowhere near what Molly had for a wardrobe and was probably laughably small for most women over 40, but Vyki just loved the variety.

Grabbing a long white dress, Vyki tried it on. She had to fight with the bodice and bust-line again, but looking in the mirror she was thrilled with the effect; the deep neckline on a such a sweet looking dress seemed to add a sexy contrast. And with the hemline raised up in front, but so far down in back she was sure she had it on wrong until she saw it in the mirror and it was so cutely flirty she loved it.

But those black heels had to go! She was happy to find a good pair of white pumps and they just looked so feminine and alluring, she had to show Molly!

“What do you think?” Vyki asked excitedly.

Molly was rather jealous that Vyki had the chest to pull it off even if it was fake but immediately responded, “I love it!” As she put her phone down to stand next to Vyki.

“I know!” Vyki said turning to herself in the mirror, “it's like cute and sexy all at once!”

“Ya, if I had your chest, I’d be tempted to wear this to work!” Molly observed.

“Oh wow!” Vyki said as she traced a finger down the neckline, “really?” Vyki thought of Lou staring at her chest in this and sort of giggled the thought.

“Yes, definite winner!” Molly exclaimed. “What to look for more?”

“Sure!” Vyki said with a giggle as she ran in without a second thought as Molly closed the door.

Vyki had an idea as she carefully hung up the dress and found what looked like a suit coat. Opening up the suit coat, she was pleasantly surprised to find a white shell and a short skirt folded on the hanger inside the coat.

Kicking off the white pumps, she shimmed the A-line skirt up her legs, zipping it into place. Pulling the shell over her head and popping it over her tits, she grabbed the coat, tossing her hair over the collar.

Looking in the mirror she was surprised at how ‘professional’ it looked but seemed a little tight. Not really sure about the fit, she opened the door and followed the mirror as she stepped out. “Do you think this fits right?”

Sliding her phone down, Molly looked up and responded with a critical eye, “well, most women’s fashion is probably tighter than you realize, but,...” Molly said walking up to her and pulled on the coat a bit trying not to sound mean, “it fits okay. Just might need your... corset or something.”

“Ya,” Vyki said holding her mid-section realizing how she should probably be doing more for her stomach work out. “But it's got pocketses!” Vyki chuckled pointing out the tiny pockets that Molly was always thrilled about finding in her dresses.

“Impressive,” Molly giggled before she joked, “and some heels would be nice.”

Flexing her toes on the carpet, Vyki giggled, “yaaaa, I guess you're right.”

“Try something else, babe,” Molly said, emphasizing the tightness of the skirt with a firm slap on Vyki’s ass as she said ‘babe’.

Vyki just giggled shaking her hips side to side as she flipped up her coat in a mock mooning at Molly as she closed the door.

Carefully hanging up the pieces of the suit, Vyki returned it as she looked at other options. She noticed a cute little red number that seemed to stand out. Holding it out in front of her, she thought the black pattern on the red gave it an almost exotic look. And the curved neckline looked like it would fit well around her boobs.

Pulling the red dress on, she had to fight a bit with the bodice again, but she felt like she got her upper situation set up. However, when she looked in the mirror, she was a little surprised as short as it was. It wasn’t really shorter than the other dresses, it just seemed longer on the hanger.

Regardless, she knew she needed some shoes with it. There was a red pair of heels, but they seemed a lot brighter than the dress and pulled the eye down too much. She tried the black pumps again, and they seemed alright, so she headed out to show Molly.

“Oh! I like that one!” Molly said, appreciating the short flirty skirt and tight bodice as well as the exotic look of the pattern.

Vyki giggled at her, “you just like the short skirt,” echoing a sentiment Molly usually told Paul.

“Forgive me for liking easy access,” Molly quipped back a frequent line from Paul as she slid her hand up and cupped Vyki’s bare ass cheek the thong left rather exposed.

Vyki just giggled her and moaned, “see its nice and convenient.” Saying the excuse Paul usually gave Molly.

“slut,” Molly said playfully swatting her bare cheek.

Vyki then playfully pouted, “not a good slut?”

“Hrmmmm,” Molly said playfully as she stroked Vyki’s bare ass, “maybe go in there and find something that says ‘good slut’ to me.”

With an excited giggle, Vyki said “okay,” as she strutted back into the closet. She started taking the short red dress off even before the door closed. Putting the dress away neatly, she started going through the remaining outfits and for the first time today, suddenly felt limited. She was trying to find out what Molly would think of as ‘good slut’, because she knew Paul would probably work with anything, but what would Molly think?

Of course, before long, her eyes were drawn to the forbidden garment bag at the back of the closet. Looking at the zipper, she could see a string of plastic wrapped around the zipper and hanger. She contemplated opening it to take a peak and see if maybe that’s what Molly meant, but she realized if it wasn’t, there was definitely nothing about being a good girl about looking at a present early.

Sighing briefly, she went back through when something finally hit her. There was a white top that she thought had a little plaid inset, but looking at it more closely, the plaid was actually a little kilt draped over the hanger the top was on. Reaching through the wide neckline, Vyki pulled out the skirt and was thrilled to see a little mini kilt in light purple, pink, and purple plaid. That with this little white top she thought was perfect!

Tossing on the white top and then stepping through the skirt, she set it in placed zipped it into place. Looking in the mirror she though it was the sexiest little good girl outfit that screamed ‘slut’. Looking at it, she was sure there was something else she could do though.

“Shoes!” she mumbled to herself as she turned around. Looking down, she saw the white pumps and knew they would probably work. With those in place she turned back and forth, loving how the skirt flared up.

However, she blushed as mind got a truly slutty thought seeing the flash of red from her panties. Reaching up under her skirt, Vyki pulled her tiny panties down and stepping out of them, she kicked them to the side. Standing in front of the mirror and seeing just a flash of faux flesh between her thighs, Vyki started to get a little rush.

Reaching down with her hands, she slowly slid her palms up the sides of her thighs. As they reached the hem of the skirt, she used them to slowly pull up the side causing the front of the skirt to reveal the faux slit in the front of her appliance. Sliding one hand over, she watched as the girl in the mirror reached the spot between her thighs. As she slid her finger back, she gasped as her fingers found the manufactured button and her loins erupted with life teasing her already hardening member.

Watching the girl in the mirror reach up under her skirt and tease her flesh, Vyki couldn’t help but let a moan escape at the erotic view powering her physical stimulation.

“You okay in there?” Molly asked through the closed door with a smirk on her face.

Vyki froze in fear listening for movement, worried that Molly was about to open the door. Trying to steady her breath, she said “no, I’m fine.” Taking a few more pants as she smoothed down her skirt, “be right out!”

Vyki took another few moments to compose herself as she ensured her outfit was straight and tried to calm her hair down. Shaking her head at herself thinking of how she got here, Vyki turned the handle and stepped out.