This is the final chapter in the D&D series. As stated before please forgive the outdates terms and mentions, the original write date was many many years ago. Also on a side not please forgive the repetitive use of certain words. The idea of the story at thre time was more important than the novel use of synonyms. Thank you again for indulging me and this story.
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Tuesday Elizabeth moved around gingerly as she recovered from the dual action she received the night before. Her mind was filled with the images of her two young stud lovers that guided her to new heights of sexual pleasure. She no longer felt guilty about taking more than one lover at a time, or having the pleasure of a lover from a different race. She was more open and willing to explore her sexual appetite as it arose.
After a late breakfast Elizabeth ventured into the dinning room to clean up the mess left over from her lesson the previous night.
Elizabeth found the box Randall brought with him and placed it on the counter in the kitchen. She finished cleaning the stains from the settee where both men's seed had landed or leaked out and picked up her teddy from the middle of the room.
Around noon Elizabeth logged on to the computer to check her email. She noticed that her daughter was on line so she IM'd her to see how things were going in her world. Cammie asked how her dance lessons had been going and if she was doing better now that she had something to do besides moping around the house.
Elizabeth informed her that she was having the time of her life learning how to dance but neglected to mention the activities that caused her to enjoy the lessons so much. Cammie said she would have to look into taking lessons when she returned from school if her mother was having so much fun. Elizabeth told her that she should learn how to dance but would probably want to use a different company because the one she used catered to an older clientele.
To be honest she didn't want her daughter to work with Randall because she knew what his lessons entailed. The thought of her daughter being fucked the way she had been over the last three weeks just didn't set well with her. No mother likes to think about her baby girl taking it in the ass or having two lovers at once like she had. Elizabeth felt good about her situation because she was older and in her mind more experienced than her daughter, but she still saw Cammie as the sweet innocent girl in pigtails.
Cammie kept inquiring about what went on during the lessons trying to get her mother to disclose more details about the appointments but Elizabeth kept changing the subject whenever possible.
Ironically, Cammie already knew all about Randall's reputation and the sexual adventures that went on during his dance lessons. Those adventures and Randall's reputation were the exact reason she suggested the dance lessons to her mother. She new that if she would open up and enjoy herself, her mother would move past the depression she was in. Her friend's mother, about a year ago when she visited the school there in England, informed Cammie about the dance studio and all the things that went on during dance lessons. Her friend's mother went into great detail about how she had been depressed and sexually frustrated after her divorce. Upon a referral from a friend she took dance lessons and was transformed by the experience into a vibrant, happy, sexually fulfilled woman.
After saying goodbye to her daughter and signing off from the computer Elizabeth went back upstairs to soak in the tub and allow her body to recover fully from the soreness she still had in her pelvic region.
A thirty-minute soak in a warm bath did wonders for Elizabeth's body. She dried off and decided to go without clothes while she was inside today enjoying her nudity.
Elizabeth went about doing some small tasks like organizing her dry cleaning, balancing her checkbook, and loading the dishwasher. While in the kitchen she spotted the box on the counter. She remembered that the clothes in the box would need to be put in the laundry so she took the box to the laundry room and opened it to place them in the correct hamper.
Elizabeth untied the ribbon opening the box expecting to find her clothes from Sunday. To her surprise there were no clothes in the box. Inside she found a pair of silver heels that laced up around her ankles to the middle of her calves. Also there was a long sliver silk scarf five feet long and six inches wide. A note on the inside of the lid stated that this was the attire she should wear Wednesday for her last and final lesson.
Elizabeth thought for a few seconds regarding the gradual state of undress she had been subjugated to over the last few weeks during her dance lessons. The first night she had to wear loose fitted clothing, the second night she had to be clean-shaven and wear an evening dress, the third night a teddy that she had to model, stripping nude in front of a stranger, and now all she would be allowed to wear were heels and a scarf. Even though she was instructed to dress in that manner she started to enjoy being dressed risqué.
Elizabeth took the items upstairs to her room placing them in the closet on a small shelf in the front. As she stood there she looked around taking in the garments hanging on the racks. She observed the style of the clothes she had and realized that for the most part she dressed as a prude covering up her beauty.
Elizabeth made a decision to change her look to reveal the new more confident sexy lady she had become. She checked the time to see how much longer the stores would be open. She had about six hours before the stores closed. She told herself that she would go to the boutique to acquire a new wardrobe.
Elizabeth found a light yellow sundress and sandals that matched. She quickly slipped into the dress without putting on a bra or panties. She had never gone out in public without undergarments on before but the thrill of almost being nude was exhilarating.
Jumping into her car Elizabeth sped away to the shopping center she frequented the most.
Elizabeth arrived at the strip mall finding a parking spot close to one of the stores she shopped at all the time. Walking in she was greeted by many of the sales ladies inside. After looking around for about thirty minutes she realized that the clothes there were similar to the ones she already had in the closet at home. Frustrated she decided to walk down the way to another store that she always saw younger women and girls going in and out of.
The walk was about two hundred yards along a crowded sidewalk. Elizabeth ventured past many people on her way, catching both men and women staring at her eyeing her looks. Elizabeth didn't care that people stared, she felt good about herself and loved the way her breasts bounced without a bra as she walked. Another reason people ogled was the fact that the sun was behind her making her dress seem almost transparent. If you were directly in front of her you could see her figure clearly through her dress.
Elizabeth finally entered the store and was approached by a woman in her early twenties. This woman looked as if she could be a fitness model. The lady asked her if there was something she could help her with and if this was the first time she had been in the store.
Elizabeth didn't want to appear like a first timer so she told the girl that it had been years since she had shopped there and needed help finding things because they had been rearranged since then.
The sales girl informed her that the latest merchandise was along the side wall and the dressing rooms had been moved through the back wall to give their clients more privacy. Elizabeth asked her to help select a few items that showed off her cleavage and legs. The lady asked what kind of materials she preferred and the amount of coverage she felt comfortable with. Elizabeth responded that she wanted lightweight materials and coverage should be moderate to minimal.
During the short amount of time Elizabeth and the sales lady spoke she felt the cold air in the store hit her body eliciting a response in her nipples. Like small erections forming under her dress her nipples protruded out against the fabric of the dress making it very noticeable that she was braless. Elizabeth found the state of firmness in her nipples pleasurable in public and enjoyed the attention it drew her direction.
After an hour of looking and matching garments the sales woman led Elizabeth to the dressing rooms. The rooms contained mirrors on all three walls with a hurricane slat door starting about two feet from the floor and rising to about shoulder height. On the back wall was a small bench to be used as seating for the person in the room.
Elizabeth thanked the girl with a slight hug brushing her breast against the ladies arm just before she entered the room.
Closing the door behind her the lady informed her to ring the doorbell on the wall if she needed anything or if she had trouble with any zippers and buttons.
Elizabeth familiarized herself with her surroundings placing the clothes in a pile on the bench. She looked at herself in the mirrors and found the reflection of her body from all angles to be erotic. She reached over to the door grabbing a slat of wood running up and down the length of the door to the check its closure. Her hand tugged on the slat firmly causing the horizontal slats to open slightly allowing her to see through the door. She played with the slat a little more finding she could open the slats all the way revealing herself to anyone standing on the other side.
Elizabeth smiled to herself understanding the scope of what she could do if she wanted to play a little with whom ever was standing outside the door.
