Help me decide

Amy knocked on Kenny’s door but just poked her head around it without waiting for a reply. Kenny was getting used to Amy’s disregard for his privacy but seeing as she had taken to sitting in his room playing hentai games, the only thing he was actually concerned about her catching him doing was jacking off. He just made sure to only do it when he was sure she wouldn’t bother him.

“Ken-ken. Can I borrow you for a bit?” she said cheerily.

Keny winced at the name Ken-ken which she had taken to calling him. “I just need to save and close down my game, can you give me a couple of minutes?”

“Sure thing, I’ll be in the bedroom. Come and find me,” she said cheerily and her head disappeared.

Bedroom? Kenny was suddenly filled with lewd thoughts. He shook his head and dismissed them. He had been playing too many H games, it wasn’t like anything would happen. Even so, he hurried to a save point and closed the game.

Her bedroom door was open and she was laying some things on the bed. “Hi, Ken-ken. Thanks for helping me out.”

“Er, sure. What exactly is it you want help with?”

“Me and Peter are going out tonight and I got some new outfits. I was wondering if you would help me pick.”

“Sure,” he wandered over to the bed to see that she had laid out the outfits. He guessed he should just pick one from there.

“What are you doing?” asked Amy.

Kenny was taken aback. “I was just going to pick one.”

“No no no.” She put her hands on his shoulders and swept him over to her dresser and sat him on the stool that was in front of it. “You can’t tell by looking at them laid out like that and you’ll spoil the impact if you look at them before. You sit there and I’ll try them on.”

“Oh, okay,” he said and then his eyes went wide as he saw her pull off her top. “Should I go while you change?” he said in a panic.

“Why? It’s only underwear. It’s no different to what I would wear on the beach.” Kenny wondered what her bathing suit must look like as she pulled down her skirt fully exposing her thong and therefore fully bare buttocks. She was now literally in dusky purple lingerie and hold up stockings right in front of him.

Amy seemingly didn’t notice or care how sexy she looked as she picked up a dress from the bed and stepped into it. Kenny watched the snug material put up a brief fight with her hips and buttocks before relenting and sliding up her torso. She turned her back to him and pulled her auburn hair to one side. “Could you zip me up please?” she asked.

Kenny got up, hoping that his underwear was snug enough to conceal his erection as he moved toward her. He looked down at the expense of her smooth, flawless back and could still see the top of her panties. He swallowed hard and reached out for the zip. It was a little stiff as he pulled it up and he could feel the warmth of her bare skin as he desperately tried not to make contact with it lest she call him out as a pervert.

Once it was up she turned around before he had a chance to back away. “What do you think?” she asked, standing proudly which made her bust stick out. The dress was form-fitting with short sleeves and a low scooped neckline. The firm fabric pressed her breasts together making them look even bigger than they were. Kenny couldn’t take his eyes off the two large mounds of flesh so enamoured he was of them. “Well?” She asked him with a knowing smile.

Kenny tried to pull himself away from the ensnaring power of her chest to stand back and look more critically. “You look really nice,” he said a little gormlessly.

“Hmm, nice,” said Amy looking a little disappointed. “Just as a word of advice, nice is never a great word for describing a lady. She turned and looked at herself in the mirror. “Maybe you are right though. It is nice but I wanted more than that.” She turned her back to him again. “Would you do the honours?”

It took him a moment to realise that she meant the zip and he hurried forward. He started to slide the zip but it stopped halfway down. He had **** but to take a hold of the fabric with the other hand. His heart was pounding as he reached out knowing that there was no other option but to touch her skin. He tried not to shake as he slid his fingers inside the dress to hold the fabric and the back of his hand touched her impossibly smooth skin. “It’s jammed,” he said as he continued to struggle.

“Give it a hard tug. Don’t worry about breaking it,” she told him.

He pulled hard on the zip and Amy staggered back. For a brief moment, her butt bumped into his crotch. In his mind, he was going crazy. It was in part because she might have felt his boner and in part because her butt had touched his boner. One was a fear of being caught, and the other, an exaltation. The zip had come down and he stepped back ready to face her wrath but she didn’t react at all.

“Yay, you did it,” she said and began to wiggle out of the dress. Kenny went to sit down. He couldn’t believe it was okay to be seeing this but was delighted that he had been blessed with the chance.

She pulled on a pair of pants and a top. The top was pretty small and there was a good middle section on display. Amy was in good shape and Kenny admired her flat tummy. “Don’t bother saying anything,” she said, clearly not impressed. “It’s supposed to be a date, not visiting my mother. Still, the pants do make my butt look good. What do you think?” She bent a little at the waist and wiggled her behind at him.

Kenny struggled to look and Amy laughed. “It’s okay, I’m just asking if you think my butt looks nice in these pants. You need to look to give me an honest answer.”

He made himself look. Not that difficult as that was what he was truly wanting to do, it was just harder under her scrutiny and he tried to play it cool. “Fuck, look at that firm round ass. I want to see that thing slapping into hips while I fuck you from behind,” is what ran through his head. “It shows off the shape really well,” is what he actually said.

“Do you like the shape of my butt?” she teased.

“Yeah,” said Kenny without really thinking.

Amy giggled with glee as she began to unfasten the trousers and pull them down making sure he had a great view of her behind as she did so. It looked like poor Kenny’s brain was melting. He was just staring at this point.

Amy walked over to the bed in just her underwear and picked up the next item. “Oh dear,” she said.

“What is it?” asked Kenny, snapping out of his trance.

“Could you turn around for me, it seems this one is a no underwear dress.”

“What?” said Kenny, still trying to process what she had just said. Amy smiled and made a spinning gesture with her manicured finger. “Oh, right,” he said as it slipped into place what she was getting at. He spun around on the stool so that he was now facing the dresser. He couldn’t believe it when he realised he was facing a mirror.

He was about to speak up but at that moment she slipped off her bra and let it slip to the floor. She was facing sideways and he got a view of her large yet firm breasts and pale pink nipples. He had to adjust his cock. It was too painful as it strained against his underwear. She was easily the most beautiful woman he had ever spent time with. He was holding his breath as she put her thumbs onto the top of her underwear, pulled them down and stepped out of them. He didn’t think he would really see much but she turned her body and he could clearly see that she was completely smooth and he could make out the indentation of her pussy lips.

She picked up the dress from the bed and stepped into it. This time it was her breasts that got hooked up on the cloth and daintily slipped the fabric over her bountiful chest. “Okay, you can turn around now,” she said.

Kenny was almost **** to move. His cock was on fire and he felt almost on the knife’s edge of an orgasm. He shuffled around to face her, which did nothing to calm him down. Amy looked very pleased with herself. The black shiny material clung to her body and showed almost as much as if she had been naked. Kenny could make out her nipples which seemed to be hard as they poked through and he could even make out the dimpling of the areola. The dress was fairly short but not crazily so but it had a slit that was higher than her hip bone and the light fabric moved easily as she did.

Amy giggled. “Judging by your expression I think I have found my winner,” she said as she moved toward him. “The fabric feels incredible against my skin. Here, feel.” She was offering him the hem of her skirt near the slit. He nervously took it from her. In lifting it he exposed more and more of her upper thigh. Just a little further and, from his sitting position he would have a direct view of that smooth snatch he had seen in the mirror. Just a little further and…

“Wow, it’s really silky,” he said and let go. He looked up at Amy who had a curious expression and her face was quite red.

“I think this is the one then,” she said, a little nervously. “I just need to nip to the loo.” she bent down, giving him a great view of her unsupported chest and kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks for your help,” she said softly in his ear before walking briskly to the master bathroom and closing the door.

She leaned against the door and clutched her chest as she caught her breath. “That was so hot,” she said to herself. She slid her hand between her legs and slid a finger between the lips of her slit. “If he had just lifted it a little higher he would have seen how wet I was. If only he’d been just a little more confident.”

She relieved herself on the toilet and headed back to her bedroom. Kenny had gone back to his room. She wasn’t sure if she was relieved or disappointed. She grabbed her phone and called Peter.

“Hello, my dear. It’s not like you to call in the middle of the day. Is everything alright?” came Peter voice.

“Everything’s fine. Very good in fact but I may have been a little bad,” she said, playfully.

Peter coughed, clearly a little nervous and excited. “Is that right?”

“Yes, I’ll tell you all about it later when you take me out to dinner.”

“I’m taking you out to dinner?”

“Yes, otherwise you will be making a liar out of me. Pick us somewhere nice but… but not too nice. My dress will be a little inappropriate for somewhere too fancy.”

“I see, well it sounds like I had better make a reservation.”

“You better had. See you later, Darling.”

“Goodbye.”

She smiled at how awkward that goodbye was. She went to put her clothes back on. She took off the dress and fished the bra off the floor but when she came to put her panties back on, she couldn’t find them. She was confused for a moment until it suddenly dawned on her what, or rather who must have happened to them. “Oh, Ken-ken, you naughty boy,” she giggled. “I hope you enjoy them,” she said to herself as she fished out a fresh pair.