******This is a world where magic and technology evolved side-by-side. Spells are as common as cells, phones I mean. This is an encounter between old friends who both happen to be magic wielders.******
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Dinner has been fantastic. The small diner's menu didn't offer anything close to fine dining, but the intimate and casual atmosphere allowed the two friends to relax during their meal. Memories were shared and laughs echoed across the table. All in all, a friendship was renewed. Neither one of the diners wanted the fun to end so they decided to return to her apartment for some drinks and more conversation.
As she unlocks her front door she realizes she had only been home briefly and can't remember how clean or dirty the house may be. She turns on the light in the foyer and glimpses something in the neighboring living that brings a warmth of embarrassment to her cheeks. She had been sorting through clean laundry this morning before leaving for her office and some of her more intimate clothing was draped over the couch in clear view. He slips past her through the door and steps towards the now lit living room before she can redirect him to a place with less of her private underwear and revealing bras present.
He gets an interested smile on his face as his eyes travel over the accidentally displayed pieces of lace and skimpy wear. "Oh. Were you planning to put on a little fashion show tonight?"
"Well, I guess I can put one together if there is an audience that would be interested." She returns his smile with a seductive grin of her own. She is reminded of the energetic times the two of them had spent in, and out of, bed in their shared past. She also realizes that nobody has seen her in less than her street clothes in some time. In fact, she can't think of anyone that has seen her in less than the long coat she is now wearing. Putting on a little show should be fun whether more happens afterward or not. Still, she is now hoping that more will happen than she had originally planned for the night.
"With what is on display here, I imagine there will be at least one very interested audience member." He promptly sits down on the couch and leans back between a pair of red panties and a black lace half-bra that is a tad too small but she enjoys wearing because it feels like someone is cupping her breasts when she moves just right.
With a glance towards her kitchen, she uses a touch of her spiritual energy to summon a simple ethereal being to serve the two of them some wine. A platter with a pair of glasses and an uncorked bottle floats into the living room. A faint glow surrounds it as the being lowers the platter to the coffee table in front of him and vanishes. He pours each of them a glass while she positions herself directly in front of him. She slips her coat off and reveals more of her slim, athletic body. She has never considered the tan blouse to be flattering to her body shape, but that wasn't the original point of the day. She is now wishing that she had chosen something tighter or more revealing. It is something she will very quickly be changing. A flick of her wrist sends her coat flying to the coat rack by the front door. A snap of her fingers causes her blouse and pants to vanish, leaving her standing there in the simple and plain white panties and bra she had quickly grabbed for the day.
She had never considered her breasts to be big enough, but they fill her B cup bra well. The physical demands of her work keeps her trim and she did enjoy the curves she has when she runs her hands down her body. She resists the urge to do that now until she has something a bit more flattering on. She has never performed any of her magic on stage before and certainly never put on a show like this for anyone. Still, she gets an idea for a way to progress through the various pieces of intimate wear on her couch without revealing more until the time is right. She also gets an idea of how to get him to reveal himself when the time is right.
She takes a deep sip from one of the wine glasses on the coffee table. He picks up the other filled glass and holds it, taking smaller sips as he watches her intently. She sets the glass down and takes a half step back. She stands with her legs together and her arms out to each side. She is now a nearly naked scarecrow in the middle of her living room. She looks into his eyes and snaps her fingers again. There is a bright flash between them and she is suddenly no longer wearing the simple white underwear. Now she has on the red panties that were next to his head and a matching red bra that is half lace on the cups. She smiles at him and gives her body a little shake. He returns the smile and gives a slight salute with the wind glass.
She snaps again and another flash. Now she is in a black lace babydoll set that she only wears when she is feeling particularly naughty. The lace bra holds her breasts tight and gives hinting views of her nipples. Nipples that are now becoming sensitive with the rapid change in materials covering them. They are trying to rise and are pressing against the soft lace she is now wearing.
As other urges grow stronger, she finally lets her hands slide down her body. She starts with her hands on her chest under her breasts and slips them to her sides and down over her hips. They roam around to the fronts of her still closed thighs and up her flat stomach. With a flourish, she returns to her "scarecrow" pose and snaps again.
This time there is no flash of light this time so she is completely naked before him for a moment before she is once again wearing something arousing. The black half bra is lifting her breasts up with her stiff nipples peeking over the low top edge of the cups. The matching lace panties had an open weave pattern that left nothing to the imagination if she stood just right. Right now, she wasn't standing in the right position but intended to be soon.
