You decide to play along

You decide to play along with Damian's request. A little fun won't hurt.

"Sure, I'd love to come" you reply, "Please, just give me a moment to freshen up" - you always hear it in those cheesy old movies but being able to say it yourself is somewhat refreshing. Damian definitely likes it, nodding attentively, "I'll pay you back for this! I promise" he states, as you close the door.

You head back upstairs quietly, you wouldn't want to alert the maids about your plans. Charity's mom is suppose to return later and you would rather not give them any hints. Sneaking past the maids you arrive at your room once again, opening the door.

You remove the camisole you were wearing, throwing it onto the bed. Looking down on your bra and panties, you are somewhat peeved that you put them on just to take them off. Shrugging your shoulders you unbuckle the bra and drop it on the bed as well.

Strutting to the closet, you can't help but massage your chest in the process, I mean who wouldn't?

Opening the closet door, you walk in, eyeing the various hangers and drawers around for anything that catching your eye, lucky enough, something does.

You find a cyan chiffon dress, long enough to touch the floor, clearly going for an elegant look. You cycle through Charity's memories and learn this was her prom dress from high school. The chest is covered, much to your disappointment, but the back is entirely exposed. Only held together by two thin laces forming an X that tie just under the waist. It leaves very little to the imagination.

Rummaging through the drawers you find a strapless bra. It is a little bit harder than the strap counterpart but you manage it.

You open the lace at the back of the dress, slipping it on, you have some trouble getting it over that plump ass but the real trouble comes with your chest.

"must have grown a couple sizes since high school huh?" you giggle, "lucky me"

It takes some work to get it on, reaching around to the back tightening the lace snug and forming a small knot. Also cramping your hands in the process. This is one of those dresses you would usually put on with someone else's help. Due to your late night antics you are not exactly afforded the option.

You walk to the washroom to confirm how it looks. The dress hugs your figure tightly, despite the chest being covered it still manages to be enticing, revealing your full legs and back. As you stretch out a leg you notice something odd...you went through all this trouble to put on this dress but didn't put on panties......?

You shrug, "easy access after all?" You say, trying to justify your actions knowing full well you just want to see Charity's nude pussy through this classy and eloquent dress.

Fixing your hair, you do a light coat of make-up. Grabbing a highly expensive pair of porcelain stilettoes, slipping them on. Taking your first step, trying to look as elegant as possible you almost immediately fumble but are able to recover. Charity's body manages it with ease.

You head back downstairs, ensuring no maids are around. Opening the door to greet Damian.

"You look gorgeous" he blurts out, struggling to take his eyes off you.

"Remember Damian, I am doing this as a favor, you will have to pay me back for this" you retort coyly, enjoying the looks he's giving you ever so slightly.

"Ready for the party?"