We got home, threw some of the items in the wash, and got busy putting the new things out. And halfway through, she changed into short shorts and a white tank top with no bra, yet again giving me nice things to look at, and like always, doing it in such a casual offhand manner, that it wasn’t really a sexual thing, she was just being comfortable.
At one point while spreading the new sheet set on the bed, she had to lean way forward on the opposite side of the bed, and I got a little down-blouse glimpse of her nipple, and that was delightful. But for the most part, her first full evening at home was busy redecorating, and I had to admit, the place looked a lot better.
I really liked that outlet store we went to. The prices were amazing; the stuff we got there would have cost 4 times as much if they had been regular prices! Stephanie exclaimed.
I know, if you’re willing to search through some junk, there are fantastic bargains there. My whole wardrobe came from there!
Well, you may not know much about decorating a house, but you do dress well. Stephanie said with a grin, pleased with herself for combining an insult and compliment in the same sentence. “You know, for a man?” Again chuckling that she had furthered the insult. “Hey, tomorrow, let’s go clothes shopping. At those prices, I have to pick up a few things.”
Oh, yes you do! I said. I could play the joking insult game too. “Actually, you look amazing, and you dress incredibly well. It’s a date!” I wished out loud. I felt a little weird paying that kind of compliment. But he knew to just be happy for the time with her. And she’d be staying with him another 2 months, 3 weeks, and 5 days. Not that he was counting.
Stephanie got home at 5:30 the next day, and they drove off to the outlet store. It was a huge expanse of racks, and you just had to take the time to dig. A typical 10 feet of rack space would be probably 200 crappy items that should just be burned, but the reward for taking the time, would be an amazing needle in a haystack item. Stephanie knew what she was doing, and about every two or three minutes would pick something out to try on.
In no time, she had maybe 10 outfits, including suits, dresses, and blouses. And based on the taste she was showing, I started rifling through a nearby rack, occasionally picking things out that I liked. I’m actually good at spotting clothes, so most of the items were nice, but not all. “Oh my god, what were you thinking!” and “Ewww” and “Ick” were Stephanie’s response to some of the items, but all in good humor. I spotted one little blue dress that made my insides stir. It was a little slutty.
No, a lot slutty. Incredibly slutty, far too short, thin fabric, neckline down almost to the navel, no back, and slits, incredibly trampy slits up to the hips. “How about this?” I joked, secretly imagining what Stephanie would look like in it with no panties. He knew it was her size too, size 4. God, Stephanie was amazing looking. “In your wet dreams, buster!” she joked. I had to wonder with that comment whether Stephanie indeed knew what I was really thinking.
I think there’s a limit of about ten items, you better start trying some on. I suggested.
OK, come with me. Stephanie said. I followed, and stood outside the door to the fitting room area. The store clerk was an incredibly beautiful girl, perhaps a few years younger than the tow of us, and almost the exact height and build as Stephanie. She smiled warmly and was very helpful. “You’re going to have to keep an eye on him. And keep him from the ‘Hoochie Mama’ aisle too” Stephanie joked to the clerk.
She laughed, and said “I’ll make sure he stays right here. My name is Ashley, by the way. Weren’t you two in here buying up the house wares department last night?”
Yes, that was us. His taste in home décor is as bad as his taste in dresses! Stephanie joked. The store wasn’t busy, so the clerk was mostly by the nearby cash register, sorting through things. She kept chuckling at the constant back and forth of barbs and insults and jokes between the two of us.
Stephanie came out with her suits first to the three way mirror. As with everything, she looked stunning. I nodded in appreciation, and the clerk said “Wow!” However, good store clerks always flatter their customers, but I could almost swear she was checking out Stephanie.
And this is $40? Stephanie asked in disbelief. “I have this in black at home, I paid $300!”
Yep. said the clerk. “Everything here is at least 75 percent off, and this week, it’s all an additional half off the lowest price. There’s some amazing stuff here!”
The fitting process went on for 30 minutes, me trying to conceal my drooling over Stephanie, our comments back and for the continuing to entertain the clerk, and occasionally, either I or the clerk would go off and search for a size bigger or smaller for Stephanie. The three of us pretty much had the place to ourselves.
Stephanie came out with a white dress, the equivalent of a little black dress, only white. Two things were extra stunning about this white dress. First, how it looked on her. But second, it was one that clearly would require a slip and pads for the breasts, neither of which Stephanie had on at the moment. In other words, it was partly transparent, with Stephanie’s nipples presented in magnificent plain sight.
And she still had on her purple panties, which were practically glowing through the fabric. Plus the outline of her legs through the fabric. She sashayed in front of the mirror, and both the store clerk and I looked on, in silence. If we didn’t say anything, maybe she’d keep on twirling in the mirror?
That looks absolutely amazing on you! Ashley finally said. She was staring.
Mmm hmm! I managed to get out. I was staring too. The fact that we were looking at the dress gave me permission to just stare. At the dress that is, yes at the dress, I laughed to myself at my ability to fabricate excuses.
Stephanie loved it too; this was the one that she loved. Yes, she really liked everything else that she was going to buy, but this dress, she loved. “Actually, that one is a designer dress, so unfortunately it doesn’t have the extra half off price. So it’s a little pricier, it’s $150. I wish it was half off, I’d have bought it myself!” Ashley wistfully said. Stephanie didn’t bat an eye, she had the money. “Do you want a slip? We have one somewhere here, but it is the same one all our customers use?” Ashley said, making it clear it would be a bit gross to use the store slip for trying on clothes.
Well, not if I don’t have to. Sounds a bit gross! Stephanie said.
Oh, it is. Not everyone who comes here looks like you! Ashley said, smiling. She was a smart girl too; she managed to toss out a compliment like that, while leaving room for interpretation. Was it an innocent comment? Or hitting on my cousin? You had no way of knowing. “We don’t mind one bit, right?” she continued, looking at me. Ashley and I shared an inside joke, because at the moment, we assumed that Stephanie didn’t know how see-through the dress was.
Nope, we don’t mind! Sashay! Everyone laughed. We were all enjoying the moment, and Stephanie and I were getting to know Ashley more and more too.
Ok then. I’m going to buy all of these. Stephanie said. “Hold on, let me look for one more thing.” and she disappeared off to the racks again, leaving me with Ashley.
I can’t figure you two out. Are you a couple? Ashley asked me. “On the one hand, you’re both super good looking and you came here together, but you don’t exactly act like the typical couple.”
Quit being so observant! I joked. “You pegged it, she is my cousin.”
Just a cousin? Well, that’s still legal, go for it! God knows I would! she joked. I guess Ashley had picked up on the lustful way I looked at Stephanie. That comment triggered a twitch in my loins, and I felt a little precum seep into my underwear at that comment.
I was trying to think of a witty response to encourage Ashley to try too when Stephanie returned, with a second identical white dress. “I’m going to take both of these. Ring one of them up separately though, ok? Put in a bag by itself, I’ll pay for this one with cash.” Ashley rung the whole thing up, and we all expressed amazement that after spending just about 500 dollars, Stephanie had almost $2,000 worth of clothes. “This place is amazing!” Stephanie exclaimed.
Ok, listen Ashley. You have been absolutely wonderful today. You’ve been the best store clerk I’ve ever had. This is for you. and Stephanie gave Ashley the white dress.
Oh my gosh, I can’t. Ashley said.
Well, the receipt is in the bag, it’s paid for. You’re taking it! Got it? In fact, I tell you what. You’re going to earn it. Go put it on and model it for us. And no slip either! Stephanie commanded, but in her sweet persuasive voice. So Stephanie did know the dress was see through. Another twitch in my pants. Another drop of precum in my underwear.
Ashley looked around, nobody was anywhere around, and pretending to be reluctant, said, “Oh, all right.” She dashed off into the fitting room, and came out in the dress. The same super-thin fabric as earlier, and this time around, no purple panties. No panties at all, in fact., so when her back was to us, we saw the crease of her bottom, and when her front was to us, we could make out a delightful racing stripe on her pubic area, and nipples that could poke an eye out. Ashley looked as amazing in the dress as Stephanie. Two of the most beautiful women you’re ever likely to see, and there I was with both of them.
I guess it would be too much to have you BOTH try them on at the same time? I joked. God, that would have been amazing. But just then, the store announcement came on that the store was closing.
Ha! Ashley joked. “She’s your cousin, you perv!” Stephanie looked over at me. She had been away when I had told Ashley we were cousins, so she was realizing for the first time that I had been talking to Ashley.
Watch out for this one Ashley. In spite of how he looks, he’s actually a smooth talker! Stephanie joked, continuing our banter of insults.
Terry Jenkins says
I would like more of this story, he hasn’t even cum in either girls pussy or add.