Fancy Dress Shop

Two weeks later a very stressed and harassed Sue was back in town on the Saturday evening. Her family had driven her mad the last week or so, nothing was good enough for them.

Her mum thought she was mad for kicking her ex out, in her mind all husbands had a fling or two. Her brother and his wife were even more disappointed as he had been hoping to arrange some business with her ex. Now he was going to have to stand on his own two feet. As for their spoilt little brats, they were a nightmare!

To be fair, her father had been the only one there who understood and took her side.

"My dear your mother would never let me say so, but I knew he wasn't right from the start. But she just saw his money and decided he was a perfect match for you. You are best rid of him."

Sue laughed, "Oh I know Dad, and she doesn't need to worry about me losing his money, my lawyer has done him up like a kipper!"

They both laughed and enjoyed a couple of glasses of her ex's favourite malt whisky.

The shopkeeper had told her to come along at seven, so he could get the other customers sorted with their costumes first. She had taken a taxi into and gone for a nice Italian dinner and a few glasses of wine. Starting to feel a little more relaxed Sue made her way to the shop.

The lane was quite dark now, but she she could just make out the lights of the shop window further down. Checking her phone, she was right on time, Sue tapped lightly on the door. It swung open almost instantly the Shopkeeper standing just inside.

"Aah Mrs Benn, punctual as ever. I wish all my customers were like you. I have had a real rush getting the others through to their party on time. You however are going to be fashionably late, so the party should have warmed up a little when you get there and you can just blend straight in," he smiled as he spoke, guiding her into the shop and locking the door

"Now your usual glass of bubbly I presume, you are looking a little strained if you don't mind me saying so?"

Sue smiled, "I would love a glass thank you. It has been a nightmare two weeks since I last saw you, I am so looking forward to tonight."

The Shopkeeper smiled, "In laws can be such a strain sometimes, never knowing when to shut up and mind their own business."

Sue gulped on her champagne. "I never mentioned in-laws to him just family." she thought to herself.

He looked back at her and winked, "Mrs Benn, don't ask me how, but I know lots about all my customers, even things they don't know themselves. For example I know your husband is in America on a long business trip and the in-laws from hell have now descended on your brother in law and his family. But rest assured, no-one else knows what I do, and I would never tell."

She had reached the bottom of the glass and he deftly refilled it. "This could be a longer adventure than usual, so I will have a taxi waiting when you return to take you home."

He handed her 1920's style dress and a small bag of accessories.

"Try it on and see what happens. It might help release some of that stress and tension."

She stepped into the dressing room, hung the dress on the hook and opened the little bag. Taking another sip from the glass of bubbly, she laid out the contents of the bag on the little table in the room. A headband and feather, silk arm length gloves, silk french knickers, tie on silk stockings a fan and cigarette holder and a pair of delicate twenties heeled shoes.

"Oh this is going to be exquisite!" she giggled to herself.

"I didn't think you would want bra," called the shopkeeper.

"Oh most definitely not," she called back, "it would totally ruin the lines of this gorgeous dress!"

Stripping off her clothing and hanging it on the hook, she slowly dressed herself. Starting with the knickers and stockings, sliding the silk up her legs and then tying the bows to hold them in place on her thighs. She ran her hands up and down her legs, relishing the luxurious feel. Then came the dress, slipping it over her head, it was a perfect fit as always. The hem came just a few inches below the tops of her stockings, then a fringe of long tassels fell away below her knees. Finally the gloves, headband and shoes.

With the cigarette holder and fan in her hand she looked at herself in the full length mirror. The magic of the dressing room had even styled her hair and make up to match the era.

"I look like I have stepped off the set of Gatsby!" she smiled to herself, "this is so my era!"

Nervously she opened the door to the dressing room and stepped through. She found herself on a city street, stepping out of an old taxi.

"All paid for my darlin'," came the very London voice of the driver, "his Lordship is covering the bill for taxi's to and fro for the dinner."

She looked up to see the steps of a grand London house, with a doorman waiting at the top holding the door for her.

"Welcome Miss Benn," he announced, "the rest of the guests are in the drawing room to your left."

As she crossed the threshold into the grand entrance hall, a maid offered her a glass of champagne. As Sue took the glass another maid tied a silk ribbon with a piece of card with a pink and blue stripe and a number on attached to her wrist. Then she secured a gorgeous white Venice style face mask covering her eyes and nose, before directing her into the next room.

As she walked into the room, she realised all the ladies were wearing white masks and all the men red masks, with red card tags on their wrists. The majority of the ladies were wearing similar styled dresses to her own, but few were dressed in men's attire. The men were all in diner jackets and bow ties or cravats, looking very dapper as they sipped on tumblers of whisky or glasses of brandy as they puffed on their cigars. Interestingly the ladies appeared to outnumber the men by about four to one.

"My dear Susan," came a cry from one of the gents, "you made it. I wasn't sure if the cab would get here in time!"

Something clicked in Sue's mind and it was flooded with new memories associated with the voice. She now knew this was Lord Howard, the host of the evening's event. She also knew that they had met several times before in very intimate circumstances.

"I wouldn't have missed it for the world your Lordship," she replied with a little curtsy, "the cab driver was excellent and making up time for my late departure. But how did you know it was me?"

He took her arm and led her to one side, "Well apart from the fact I would know those gorgeous legs anywhere, I also know the numbers assigned to each of the ladies here on their cards."

He started to lead her around the room, introducing her to people around the room. The first lady was a very haughty looking character in a very chic and expensive looking dress.

Oh Susan," she exclaimed, "I am so glad our mutual friend managed to convince you to attend tonight. I wasn't sure he would."

Sue was a little taken aback, as she now recognised the lady talking to her as the owner of a very exclusive ladies clothing shop in the town. All the gossip Sue had heard, was that she was very stuck up and opinionated, with a habit of looking down on those she didn't feel fitted her social circle.

Lord Howard steered her onto the next guest, "Ignore Mrs Brown," he laughed, "she's trying to make friends with all and sundry right now. Her little dress boutique is struggling badly and she is on the verge of going bust and having to slum it. There are more than a few here who can't wait for it to happen."

"Oh I hadn't heard that your Lordship," giggled Sue, "I have never frequented her premises, too many stories of customers being looked down on if they didn't fit."

Lord Howard laughed, "tonight you must call me James, enough of this 'your Lordship' nonsense. I think that's half the reason her shop is in trouble."

As they toured the room, James hand repeatedly dropped to caress Sue's bottom through her dress. A sensation she was thoroughly enjoying, as she sipped on her glass of champagne. She enjoyed it even more when his hand slipped up under the dress and caressed her bottom through the silk panties.

"Is there a reason us ladies seem to outnumber your male guests tonight James?" she inquired, giggling.

"Let's just say not everyone here is as appreciative of male attention as you are," he laughed with a dirty smile. "The blue stripe on your wrist card indicates you are open to male attention, the pink to female attention. I hope I have that right?"

Sue giggled, "You know me too well. So what about the numbers?"

"Aaah all will become clear at dinner, but Lady Hilary and I have worked to try and match guests by their appetites for adventure."

At that point a loud gong sounded from the hallway and very glamorous looking lady appeared in the doorway.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, if you would like to make your way through to the dining room, we will be serving dinner shortly. You will find a number on the table plan matching the one on your wrist card. Please seat yourselves according to the plan."

Susan followed the group through the door and found her number on the plan. She found herself sat between two men, quite a few years younger than herself and opposite three ladies of a similar age. When she looked more closely two of the three ladies opposite her were sporting a pink stripe on their cards, the other a blue stripe and a dotted pink one. Sue introduced herself to the guests around her. The two men beside her were brothers, Lucas and Henry, the sons of Lord Howard. The two ladies with the pink striped wrist cards were Emilia and Rebecca, they ran the millinery shop in the town together. The third lady was Catherine, an old friend of Lady Hilary's, whose husband was away currently with the army.

Catherine, spoke quietly, " I haven't been to one of these soirees of James before. Hilary said it might help take my mind of Teddy being away in France. I do feel a little naughty being here without him."

Sue giggled, "I am sure you will be fine, you don't have to do anything you don't want to. I assume the dotted pink line is that you aren't sure about playing with another lady later?"

Catherine blushed furiously, "I dabbled a little with one of the maids when I was younger, but I was always too scared to go too far. I'm hoping a little dutch courage tonight might help me let go."

It was now Sue's turn to blush as she felt Lucas and Henry sliding their hands up and down her stocking clad legs, whilst chatting to Emilia and Rebecca as if nothing was happening. She parted her legs a little wider to acknowledge her acquiescence. Soon their fingers were sliding under the legs of her silk panties and stroking her smooth pussy. She reached out and ran her hands up and down their crotches, feeling the hardening flesh beneath their trousers.

The doors to the dining room opened and a line of scantily clad maids appeared carrying the starters for the meal. Clad in nothing but silk stockings, a small frilly apron at their waist, they made their way around the table to serve a delicious looking port terrine. Needless to say they also found their exposed bottoms being caressed, pinched, squeezed and smacked by both the male and female guests.

"People at least let them finish serving before you try to take advantage of them!" laughed Lady Hilary. This was met with a round of laughter from around the table.

As the maids left the room, a small group of male staff arrived, carrying the wine. Wearing nothing but shoes, socks, a bow tie and linen apron, they visited each guest to pour their wine. The ladies were soon sliding their hands beneath the aprons to stroke their bare cocks, resulting and most of the aprons being lifted almost horizontal. After the staff left the room, the conversations continued as if it was a normal dinner party, although with a little more innuendo than usual.

The maids returned to clear the table, this time lingering a little longer at each place allowing the guests free reign of their bodies.

"Go on Catherine," urged Sue, "have a feel, you know you want to."

"I can't," giggled Catherine, "I wouldn't know what to do."

"Allow me Madam," responded the maid nearest her, as she took Catherine's hand and placed it under her apron. "Slide your fingers along my lips, then taste them. I am told I am quite tasty."

Unable to resist, Catherine's fingers slipped along the wet lips of the maid's pussy, before she placed them to her mouth and licked them clean.

"You are right," she giggled, "that is quite a delicious taste, it brings back some happy memories."

Sue suddenly noticed that Emilia, who had been sitting opposite her had disappeared. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle a loud moan of shock, as she felt her knees pushed apart by a pair of very soft hands. She looked beneath the table to see Emilia's head moving between her thighs and her tongue flicking out to run along her pussy lips. Her hands grasped the edge of the table, as she shivered with arousal. Then she noticed a look of shock on Catherine's face and realised that Lucas had slipped beneath the table from beside her. Catherine now had the same look as Sue on her face, her hands shaking as they gripped the edge of the table. Then Catherine shook, her eyes rolling up into her head, her teeth biting on her lip to stifle the moan as she came. Rebecca was grinning as she realised what had just happened next to her.

Sue meanwhile was trembling as Emilia's tongue worked it's magic on her pussy, taking her right to the edge then leaving her there. She kissed and nibbled her way up and down Sue's thighs, before returning to her pussy and finally taking her into a climax. As she caught her breath and looked along the table she noticed there were several empty seats and glazed looks for both male and female guests.

The maids returned to the room with the main course, an amazing looking beef wellington, as the players beneath the table climbed back into their seats. The conversations returned to normal and the wine flowed copiously. There was a lot of flirting and giggling going up and down the table. Sue found her hands drifting back into the laps of the two men either side of her, keeping them nice and hard. As everyone finished their mains and the noise around the table grew, Hilary stood up from her seat and tapped her glass for silence.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, and I use those terms loosely," she said with a smile, "if you would like to make your way through to the drawing room, the band is about to start. So go and work off those first two courses with some dancing, whilst we prepare the table for your dessert."

The ladies were off like a shot as the doors tot he dining room swung open to allow the sounds of the jazz band to flood through into the dining room. The furniture and carpets had been moved back to create a dance floor, as the band played at the end of the room.

Although Sue had never danced to Jazz before, she somehow seemed to know the moves and was soon swinging her legs and hips to the music. She was joined by Catherine, Rebecca and Emilia, whilst Lucas and Henry watched from the side as they smoked their cigars.

As the band upped the tempo. the dancing got more frenetic. Legs and arms flying round, dress tassels whirling round as the ladies lost themselves to the music. A few of the guys had joined the dancefloor and were soon swinging the ladies around to the rhythm.

Sue couldn't help but smile at the sight of all the stocking tops and thighs being flashed as they danced. Not to mind the number of ladies who appeared to have come sans underwear for the evening as bare bottoms and pussies were revealed as dress hems rose higher. Suddenly there was a cheer from a group of the men as one of the ladies lifted the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head, leaving her dancing in just heels, stockings and a very sexy pair of black silk french shorts. Her breasts were bouncing freely, the glint of ring piercings in her nipples. It didn't take long before more and more of the ladies followed suit, until virtually all were dancing naked or semi-naked. Of those ladies who had come in suits, the majority had removed their shirts and jackets, with just a pair of braces now covering their nipples as they danced.

Catherine looked around the room, here eyes open wide like a deer caught in the lights. She looked as if she was trying to make a decision to join in or not. Emilia and Rebecca had reached down and were lifting each others dresses up, revealing their bodies to the rest of the room.

Sue moved closer to Catherine, "you don't have to join in," she whispered into Catherine's ear, "not everyone is."

Catherine pulled Sue closer, "But my dear Susan, I want to, I just can't muster the nerve to do it."

Sue held Catherine's shoulders, "would you like me to help you?"

"Please," came a breathless response from Catherine, "I just can't do it myself, Susan."

"How about I do yours and you do mine, at the same time," suggested Sue.

As she spoke she took Catherine's hands and placed them on her hips, placing he own hands on Catherine's.

"Just do as i do."

As the music continued, Sue started to shimmy the hem of Catherine's dress up over her hips and towards her breasts. Catherine soon followed suit and Sue felt her dress rising higher and higher, revealing her stockings and french knickers. As Catherine's dress came over her hips, Sue realised that Catherine was naked beneath it.

"You naughty girl!" laughed Sue, "You didn't wear any underwear, that was brave!"

Catherine giggled, "I did, but that naughty sod Lucas, stole them under the table! That was before he licked me to orgasm!"

As they looked across to the two brothers, they could see Lucas holding her panties to his nose.

A chant started to build from the women in the room, "Come on boys, don't be shy, let's see what you've got!" Catherine and Sue headed over to grab Lucas and Henry, dragging them out onto the dance area. In a matter of minutes, the two of them plus Emilia and Rebecca had stripped the men down to their shorts' sock and shoes. As they continued to dance, some of the maids from earlier were moving around the floor, collecting the discarded clothes.People were now dancing closer together and the music started to slow a little and become more sensual in it's mood. Catherine pulled Sue in close, running her hands up and down her body.

"Thank you Susan you lovely lady," she breathed in Sue's ear, "I just didn't have the nerve to lose my dress, but I love the feeling without it!"

"Well you look bloody gorgeous without it!" moaned Sue as she ran her hands up and down Catherine's body.

She dipped her head to lock a nipple between her teeth, giving it a gentle tug. Her fingers were sliding between Catherine's legs and along the wet lips of her pussy. Catherine's legs started to shake, her hands grasping Sue's head and holding it to her breast.

"Bite it!" she gasped, "stop being so gentle! I like it when my nipples are tortured!"

Emilia and Rebecca danced over and with Susan soon formed a little triangle around Catherine. Their hands caressed her smooth skin, squeezing, pinching, spanking as they danced. Catherine simply lost herself to the sensations, dancing with her hands raised high above her head, giving them access to every inch of her body.

Emilia and Sue took a nipple each in their teeth and pulled, stretching out Catherine's breasts as Rebecca played with her pussy.

"Oh God this is so naughty!" giggled Catherine, in between her moans of pleasure.

All around the room, were people involved in sexual contact, touching, caressing, sucking, and more then a few full blown fucking. Sue gasped as two very cold hands grasped her bum, squeezing the flesh firmly. Then she felt her silk knickers being slid slowly down her legs, before her feet were moved wider apart. Warm breath caressed her cheeks as she was bent forwards at the waist, before a tongue slowly slid up and down the wet lips of her pussy.