THREE AGAINST ONE
At last, it was Friday night. The weekend, work was over for two complete days, during which time I could do just what I wished for, instead of obeying the orders of others. And just what did I want? As normal, on a Friday evening that meant going to the local pub, to consume far more pints of beer than were good for me, joining in some raucous drinking with my mates there, and I'd probably do even more harm to my digestive system and body by indulging in eating a large donor kebab, complete with chilli sauce of course, during the walk home. Well, that's what I told myself I wanted to do in the next few hours, as I showered and then planned to dress myself in clothes suitable for a visit to the nearest hostelry.
Because what I really wanted to do would be to spend the evening in the company of a young lady, whose home flat was on the same floor as mine. God, how I fancied her? I mean to me she was gorgeous, although maybe I exaggerated her beauty in my own mind, sure she was very attractive if not necessarily, stunningly sexy; but to me she was everything I wished for. However, I wasn't self-confident to the degree to even contemplate asking her out, despite the fact that I wasn't a bad looking lad myself at this time of my life. So, without any actual evidence that she would refuse me, I convinced myself that if I did pluck up the courage to ask her for a date, she'd shatter my dreams by saying 'no.' Pub it was then.
As it happened, I couldn't have been more wrong in that assessment of my chances in dating Laura Pearce. Just like me, when it came to chatting-up members of the opposite sex, she was extremely shy and lacking in self-confidence. She'd have said 'yes' like a shot if I'd only had the courage to ask her, but there was no way she'd pose the question of her own volition. Besides, as she told herself, wasn't it the man's job to do the asking?
So, here Laura and I were then, in a state of perpetual stalemate. Both of us desperately hoping for a relationship to commence between us, but neither having the courage to initiate such a liaison themselves. Despite the warmth and genuine smiles with which each of us greeted the other, on the few occasions when we did meet. What a pair of idiots!
Thankfully, as I was showering on that particular Friday evening, two of Laura's good friends were sitting in the living room of her home, discussing this real lack of any action between the pair of us. Deciding within themselves that this situation had gone on for far too long, and if neither Laura or I would get off our collective backside, then one, or both of them would move us off of it! "Right then Laura," Anna commenced, "tonight's the night that you and that guy down the corridor here, the one you fancy and DON'T damn well deny it, are going to become girlfriend and boyfriend. And I won't take 'no' for an answer."
Sonia, the other girl present, took up the baton as it were. She smiled, reached into the bag she had with her, pulling out a really lacy and sexy suspender belt complete with some very sheer nylon stockings. "Clothes off, NOW! And then, just let's see how great you look wearing these little beauties, shall we? Because, if he's like any of the blokes that I know, he won't be able to resist you in these. Will he?"
"I guess not," replied the still nervous Laura. But she hastened to fit the lingerie items her friend had provided and was delighted with the result. "Maybe this will work!" As the mirror she saw herself in confirmed that she did, adorned in nylons, indeed ooze sex appeal.
"Now then, you'd better put some panties and a bra on for now, though." Anna added. "Get the sexiest ones that you have, and then place yourself in a dressing gown, again, your very best one!" Although Laura had never really been a stockings and suspender girl previously, something that was going to change now she'd really tried and delighted in the feel of them, she did possess a delicious bra and panty set made of pure black satin, also such a suggested gown manufactured of the same seductive material. Onto her body these items went. Meanwhile, both Anna and Sonia stripped down to just their lingerie themselves. All three now being adorned suitably and ready for my entrapment then. They just needed to entice me into the spider's web!
"Do you have his number?" Anna asked.
"Yes, somewhere on my mobile, give me a minute and I'll find it." Which, after some time Laura did, we'd exchanged numbers when she'd gone away for a few days and asked me to keep an eye on her flat.
"Right, what can we use as an excuse to get him round here? You say he's some sort of engineer?"
"I believe so. I think he said he works with electrics."
"That could be useful. You've got an electric oven, haven't you?"
"Yes. Are you hinting that I tell him it's not working, and could he pop round and take a look?"
"Why not? Good a reason as any. He'll probably bend down to take a good gander and THAT is when we'll strike. All three of us!" What a trio of little minxes! I mean, did I stand ANY sort of chance against such deviousness?