Author's Preface: Everyone in this story is eighteen years old or older. The story is entirely fictional. Any similarities to real people or events are purely coincidental. Constructive comments are always welcome.
This is a long story. I decided to break it into seven chapters because I won't open a story on Literotica that's more than twenty thousand words. I'm going to submit a new chapter every weekend. I hope that if you start in the middle of the story, you'll enjoy it, but you won't understand the characters.
Enjoy
First Mother then Daughter - Chapter 6
On the first of June, Alison and I dropped her parents off at the airport. Alison hadn't expected to be home alone over the summer. With her studies, it had been a long time since she'd had free time. She spent most of her time at Lewis's house. Things had slowed down at work for Lewis so was home a lot too. They swam, talked, and lay out in the sun. They played some Go, although at this point Alison was so much better than Lewis, she should have played for money.
He brought some proprietary code home for her to look at after she signed her first NDA. He hired her as a part-time consultant for the company. That allowed him to discuss what he was doing at the office and gave her ideas about what she wanted to explore in graduate school.
They visited like this before during Alison's school breaks, but her parents were there, and she spent some time with them. Now that she and Lewis were alone, they began doing more social activities together. It started with them cooking meals together at Lewis's house. It was just the two of them, so each of them cooking separately and eating alone didn't make any sense. When they didn't feel like cooking, they went out to eat. Lewis enjoyed taking her to dinner at places where they dressed up. He loved how Alison looked in elegant clothes, especially sexy ones.
Alison loved it too. There had not been many occasions in her life that called for formal clothes. In high school, the only opportunity was prom. In college, most of the guys she went out with couldn't or wouldn't take her to expensive restaurants.
Half-jokingly she told Lewis that she didn't have enough clothes for his tastes in restaurants. The next day he took her to the mall and told her to buy all the clothes she wanted. It made her feel a little funny having Lewis buy them for her. She felt like an escort without the sex at the end of the evening. It's not like her parents didn't have plenty of money.
"You can't buy my clothes, Lewis."
"Why not? I'm the one that gets to see you in them."
At the first store, she went in, she looked at the price tag of a dress. She jumped away from it like it was a snake. She couldn't believe that it cost that much. Her parents would notice that on her credit card.
"This place is way too expensive," she said to Lewis.
"Please don't look at the price tags and buy what you like. You're going to need some nice clothes. Can you walk in heels?"
"Yes, but not well."
"Get some that are low and wide enough that you won't stumble. You'll need some nice underthings too."
"Why!?"
"They will feel better under your clothes, and you'll feel better about yourself. You don't want to wear any old bra and panties under an elegant dress. Did you like that one? Try it on."
"I'm not wild about that one, let me try something else," she said. "I'm not sure what I'm looking for."
Lewis said, "Over the summer I'd like to take you out to places where you'll need good-looking clothes. Besides dinner, there is a company party and the theater."
"I'd like you to come into the office with me some afternoon to meet everyone. You'll need something like a nice business suit or a nice skirt and jacket for that. You should look like someone who knows she's important and not a code monkey."
Alison tried on lots of dresses and outfits and the salespeople gave her suggestions. It was harder than she thought. The clothes had to fit her age. At twenty-two with her body, she could wear something that would make men spill their drinks. But she needed to be more conservative than that to be taken seriously. On the other hand, she didn't want to look like a thirty-five-year-old librarian either.
Trying on the dresses was fun. Whenever she found something especially sexy, she'd have Lewis come into the dressing room and show him. They were not dresses she was necessarily going to buy, but they always got a rise out of him.
Lewis was right about the undergarments. They did make her feel good. She surprised Lewis by inviting him in while she was trying on a lacey white bra and panty set. She asked him if it looked good on her. When he saw her, he turned around until she convinced him she was showing less than most of her bikinis did. She may have been showing less, but it looked sexier than her bikinis, and she was showing it to him in an unexpected place.
Lewis had a problem. It had been a month since he'd had sex, after having it almost daily when Beverly was in the country. He was horny. It was difficult controlling himself around Alison when she pulled stunts like in the dressing room. Lewis knew she was teasing him and that was OK when he was getting regular sex. But now it was torture.
It was an exciting day for Alison. Shopping was always fun, but she was surprised at how much more stimulating it was with Lewis. He was easy to tease, but she discovered that teasing him was turning her on. She bought a suit and low heels, and several daytime and evening dresses ranging from conservative to scandalous. She also bought several sets of lingerie. They were all scandalous. Only she knew how sexy they were and that alone made them feel naughty and made her feel frisky.
