A Tube Top and Denim Skirt

My Ex REALLY wanted me to show off more, but I didn't even have the courage to model it for him. I shoved it in the back of my closet, hoping it would NEVER see the light of day. Unfortunately, it's come back to bite me in the bare ass.

The tube to was bright pink spandex, and would hug every curve, which I suppose was the idea. The denim skirt was more like a wide belt to me. It was eight inches of denim from the waistband to the hem. I don't even know if I'll be allowed in school with an outfit like that!

"Don't just stare at it, put it on!" Lucy commanded.

I didn't really see any way out if this, so I picked up the tube top. I slipped it over my head and when my arms got stuck, I heard both my sister and Jess laughing before one of them helped me pull it down. It was worse than I thought! It encased my breasts for sure, but the fabric ended just underneath then, leaving my midriff completely exposed. I had never even worn a belly shirt before. This was almost too much by itself.

I pushed my fears to the back of my head and pulled the skirt up. I grimaced when I saw my labia posting out under the hem. I was about to complain when Jess chuckled and tugged the skirt from my waist down to my hips. I nearly failed at how much skin was on show. My hip bones were clearly visible above the waistband of the skirt, and my ass was nearly exposed behind me, as was my labia. If my stride was too long, or if I bent forward too far, I would be exposing EVERYTHING!

"Wow, you look hot!" Jess said.

I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs how bad this idea was, but part of me couldn't deny the fact I looked sexy. And...dare I say it? It made my nether regions tingle!