Langley Circle Formation Ch 12

Author's note: The following is a work of fiction that contains descriptions of explicit sexual acts and is intended for adults only. All people, places, and events are a product of my imagination and any characters described as engaging in sexual acts are over the age of eighteen. Thank you for reading. All feedback is greatly appreciated.

Thanks for sticking around for the next instalment. This episode we have some heavy flirting and arguably inappropriate behaviour between a mother and her daughter's boyfriend, and some risky sex.

Previously on Langley Circle... Bella and Antoinette bonded during a dungeons and dragons gaming session and Bella offered to take the redhead shopping for the one thing every girl should have. Josh meanwhile had promised to help Beth with her new website business.

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Season Two, Episode Twelve

"Trust me Toni, the bra won't make you look like a whore," Nicky said to Antoinette, who was looking decidedly unimpressed with the article of underwear in Bella's hands. "Bras don't do that; not unless you hang around on street corners with your top off."

Sally snorted a laugh, but choked it down under Antoinette's scowl.

"I appreciate what you're trying to do," Antoinette said smiling weakly, "but I happen to really like my look."

Bella looked up. "I never said I didn't like it Red. In fact, I dig the whole gamer girl chic thing; I really do, but I reckon with a few simple tweaks, you could level-up from dowdy gamer girl to bad ass gamer hottie."

Nicky inwardly groaned. Bella was being far too confrontational; Antoinette was bound to resist that kind of approach. Something did have to be done though; they all agreed on that. The baggy hoody had to go. The knee-length denim skirt was OK, especially the chains on the pockets, but she thought it could benefit from losing a bit of length. Nicky was undecided about the boots, but the purple thick-knit tights were awful; frankly, they needed to be burnt. The redhead was set in her ways though; Nicky doubted anything Bella could say or do would convince Antoinette to change her mind.

Bella leaned towards Antoinette and whispered something in her ear.

Antoinette snapped her head back, twitched a nervous smile and then grimaced. "You really think the bra is necessary?"

Nicky blinked. What the hell had Bella said; was Antoinette seriously about to back down?

"Yes Red, the bra is absolutely necessary. All these tops look great, not too much skin as you requested, but the one thing they all require to make them work, is your tits to be pushed up and together."

"Bel's right," Sally said. "Especially this off-the-shoulder one; it needs your boobs to hold the top up, and so we want to create a good shelf. To be fair, you've got a decent rack, you just need to make it work for you."

Antoinette looked at Sally doubtfully, then glanced back to Bella, and finally with a sigh to the bra. "Ok, I'll give it a go, but that Union jack top is out; that's a hard no. The boots are staying, also non-negotiable."

"Good, I love the boots," Sally replied with a grin. "But you must lose those god-awful tights."

Antoinette wrinkled her nose, but said nothing.

"Tights might be alright, but not knitwear," Bella said. "Sheer nylon would be better, or... ooh what about fishnets?"

"Fishnets? Are you sure?" Nicky asked looking at Bella sceptically.

Sally clapped her hands excitedly. "Awesome idea. Ripped fishnet tights, or even better, stockings."

Bella's eyes lit up. "Stockings would be so sexy, but we might have to work up to that. If it's tights, we could swap the skirt for shorts."

Sally bounced on her toes. "Fuck yes, fishnet tights and denim daisy dukes."

As the two women excitedly began sifting through racks of clothes, Antoinette frowned. "Why are you doing this?"

"Doing what?" Nicky asked.

"Being nice to me."

"That's what friends do," Bella said without looking up from her search. "I dunno about Sal and Nix, but I see you as a friend; we're gamer girls after all, gotta stick together at the table."

Sally nodded with a snort. "Me, I'm along for the ride; I Love make-overs; plus, Bella said we were shopping for Bobs."

"Bob?" Antoinette asked, knitting her brow. "Whose bob? Why are we shopping for him?"

Nicky giggled. "Bob is not a him, Bob is an it. 'Battery Operated Boyfriend'."

Antoinette's face filled with colour. "I'm not sure I--"

"Nonsense," Bella interrupted. "Every girl's best friend, trust me."

Antoinette looked to Sally, who nodded firmly, as did Nicky when the redhead's gaze fell on her.

"OK, hold these, and that. Sally, pass those tights. Right you and me to the changing rooms," Bella said, thrusting a handful of items at Antoinette.

"Do you think she'll bottle it?" Sally asked, sitting next to Nicky on the overstuffed red sofa, that had inexplicably been dumped in the middle of the trendy clothing shop.

Nicky pursed her lips as she watched Bella drag a terrified Antoinette away. "Not sure. If you had asked me a week ago, I would have said 100%, but Bella seems to have woven some kind of spell over her; anything's possible I guess."

A squeal came from the changing rooms, swiftly followed by a bout of giggling.

"Is it weird we're hanging with her at all?" Sally asked, a careful tone to her question.

Nicky frowned. "How do you mean? Toni's nice enough; I actually like her."

"Oh yeah, totally; I've nothing against her, but she has a thing for Josh, a big thing, and she's totally open about it. Doesn't that weird you out?"

Nicky nodded slowly; she couldn't really argue against that point.

"I'd have thought you'd want to keep her as far away from you and Josh as possible."

"I do... I mean, I did. At first, I was determined to keep her away, but I'm trying to trust Josh and not be a psycho-girlfriend, even if I don't entirely trust her. They've been friends for years; I don't want to force him to choose between her and me. Maybe there's a little bit of 'keep your friends close and your enemies closer' kind of thing going on too."

Sally tilted her head and shrugged her slender shoulders. "I guess you're right, but it could be risky."

"Maybe, but you've overlooked one thing."

"That Josh is besotted with you?"

"Well yes that-- Wait you think he's besotted?" Nicky turned to Sally in shock.

"Totally," Sally said with a chuckle. "He stares at you like a little puppy all the time, and I get the feeling he'd walk over hot coals if you asked him too."

Nicky hesitated, then smiled as a heat rose to her cheeks. "Well, if you say so, but that wasn't what I was referring to. The other variable here is Bella. Don't underestimate her. With her on my side, things will be OK."

"You mean her crazy-arse plan to get Toni laid and then set her up with a string of obedient sex slaves?"

"Well, if you put it like that, it does sound a bit bat-shit," Nicky said with a giggle.

"Don't get me wrong, it's a good plan," Sally said with a grin. "If anyone can pull it off, it's Bella, but still, I'm not sure I'd bet money on it."

"I have to admit, I'm not entirely sure on the details of the plan, but I'm trying to be chill and take it one step at a time. Today, we need to upgrade Toni's look; I can see the logic in that, especially if she's in the market for gamer guys. I reckon if she can hold her nerve, then this new look might be a winner."

"Yeah, the whole gamer thing is not really my bag, but she could look hot regardless."

Nicky squinted sideways at Sally. "You think that?"

Sally's eyes bulged. "I don't mean I'm attracted to her. It's not that I wouldn't... she's got a lovely curvy figure beneath all that weird shit." Sally flushed red. "Anyway, that's not what we're talking about."

Nicky remained quiet, and when Sally turned to her red-faced, she grinned broadly.

"Oh shut up you." Sally barked and looked away.

Nicky burst into laughter. "You are becoming a total nympho for literally anything with a pulse."

Sally glared, but her savage stare soon softened into an unsteady smile. "I dunno what's wrong with me lately; I can barely make it through a few hours without having to change my knickers. I seem to be constantly horny." She let out a nervous giggle, but the stern expression quickly returned. "That being said, I do have standards; I won't cop off with anyone."

"Your behaviour last night would suggest otherwise," Nicky said with a chuckle.

Sally winced. "Was I that bad?"

"Quite bad yeah, but we managed to keep you from making a total arse of yourself. Luckily we had a big carrot to lure you back home."

Sally grinned broadly. "True." But her grin quickly faded. "Are you really ok with--"

Nicky placed a hand on Sally's arm. "I trust you, and I trust Josh; as long as it's when we're all together, or at least with full knowledge, then I'm fine. More than fine actually; I love sharing him with you, sometimes." She narrowed her eyes. "Don't get me wrong, there are limits, and I assume you know them."

Sally nodded. "You're amazing. I'm not sure I could do what you do, but I love that you can. I especially love the times when we all play together."

Nicky leaned in and nuzzled her friend's ear. "Me too."

Bella emerged from the dressing room. "Oi bitches stop necking and take a look at this bad ass babe." She made a grand sweeping arm gesture behind her. Nothing happened. "Toni, shift your sexy arse out here." A soft whining sound could be heard from inside the dressing room. "It'll be fine, own it Red." Half an arm tentatively emerged, before Bella sighed and ushered the arm back, following it into the dressing room again. "Come on Toni, you look great, get out there and be amazing."

Sally raised her eyebrows and glanced at Nicky.

Nicky shrugged. "You got this Toni," she called out.

"Yeah, you go girl," Sally chorused.

Bella re-emerged clapping her hands excitedly. "Here she is, Langley's sexiest gamer girl!" Bella made the same arm sweeping gesture again, but this time Antoinette jogged out of the dressing room, executed a jumping front kick and snarled as she made claws with her raised hands.

There was a brief silence as Nicky took in the sight. Gone were the wool tights and skirt, replaced with ripped fishnets and denim shorts that stopped just below the bum cheek. On her torso, Antoinette wore a hoody, but it was a hoody like Nicky had never seen. It was sleeveless, and had an upside down triangle cut out over the chest, which revealed a very generous amount of wobbling cleavage as Antoinette bounced on her toes. Her hair had been teased out and was flying wildly around her shoulders as she shook her head.

The silence lengthened and Antoinette's face dropped, but a heartbeat later Nicky and Sally cheered and whooped their approval. Antoinette's smile returned as she straightened up and pushed her shoulders back proudly.

"Wow, Toni, you look... hot!" Sally said.

Nicky glanced sideways at Sally, but couldn't detect any sarcasm or irony. Nicky had to admit, Antoinette did look good. The right blend of cyberpunk tough-nut, mixed with a femininity that even had Nicky's tummy fluttering. "Yeah Toni," Nicky said unable to keep the surprise from her voice. "You look... amazing. I love the hoody."

"Really? You don't think it shows too much? My boobs are practically falling out."

"Nonsense, you are barely showing a couple of inches," Bella said. "Besides, when you get that bra on, things will be even better." She turned to the other two. "I wanted to check the outfit with you before we committed to the bra."

Sally nodded. "Good call."

"I have to admit, I do love the hoody. Oh and the best bit..." Antoinette spun around excitedly. On the back in a mix match of gaming fonts was the phrase 'I game for both teams'.

Nicky wrinkled her brow. "I don't get it."

Antoinette grinned. "It's a console thing; it means I play both PlayStation and Xbox."

Sally chuckled nervously. "Umm... it could mean something else. You get that right?"

The redhead looked confused for a moment, then her eyes bulged wide, making Bella burst out laughing. Antoinette's face fell, but after a moment, she pursed her lips defiantly. "I don't care, I love the hoody too much; besides, who knows..." She turned to smirk at Bella.

Bella's laughter turned to surprised excitement. "Nice confidence Red, that's what we're aiming for."

Nicky rolled her eyes. "Come on then, pay for your stuff, and then we're out of here."

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Josh hunched over the desk as he worked on the computer in the Parker's study. He'd been at it for the best part of two hours, and the site was starting to take shape. Things had gotten easier after Beth had left him too it; there was less chance of him getting distracted.

When he'd arrived this morning to help Beth Parker with the website for her new business idea, he'd initially been nervous, as they seemed to be alone in the house. Nicky was out shopping, and there was no sign of Mr. Parker anywhere. Beth was extremely easy on the eyes, and had always been very friendly with Josh. That was the main reason he got nervous around her, that and the fact he had a massive crush on her. She had an uncanny knack for looking distractingly gorgeous, even when wearing something as simple as jeans and a t-shirt.

Beth hadn't been backwards in coming forwards with regards the website ideas, even though the content was sexually explicit and personal to her. She'd appeared to take it all in her stride as she explained how she hoped the site would work. Josh had made notes as he'd listened. During the process he'd prayed that outwardly he had projected a calm cool demeanour. In reality, on the inside he'd been fizzing with nervous excitement and struggling to keep focussed, especially when she handed over a sample of the content, a couple of articles she'd written about sexual roleplay experiences. He'd had to stop reading them and put them aside so he could concentrate on what she'd been saying.

Constructing the website had been a doddle. He'd built the core around a custom WordPress back end, with a few plugins and mods of his own. Within an hour, he had a functioning blog platform hosted on a virtual server that he rented. He could develop the whole thing in isolation on his server, and then if Beth was happy, transfer it to the hosting platform of her choice. He'd selected an appropriate subtle colour palette for the design, something that could be modified later to fit her desired 'look and feel', and then got the content management and advertising systems bolted on. Beth's stipulation was that it should be easy to update and maintain going forward, so he made sure that everything was as straightforward and 'point and click' as possible. An e-commerce module that he had built from scratch a year ago got slotted in, along with a message board and live chat system that may or may not ever get used, but was easier to build in now as opposed to later. He sectioned off part of the server to act as an internal comms system, so if her business grew it could be used to exchange messages, images, article drafts, advert mock-ups etc. with other dispersed staff members. It all sounded super fancy, but most of it was open source off the shelf stuff. The genius lay in the way he integrated it all together. He was just beginning to insert the sample content and create a few fake ads to act as a demo, when the door cracked open.

Beth entered, awkwardly elbowing the door wider, her hands occupied with two mugs of tea and a plate. "Tea break," she said cheerily.

"Wow Mrs. P, did you bake those cookies, they smell great."

"I thought I better do something useful while you were doing all the hard work. Speaking of which, how's it going?"

Josh took a bite of a cookie and sighed in pleasure. A crumb escaped his lips, and he retrieved it from the desk sheepishly, before pointing to the screen and swallowing quickly. "Got a demo up and running."

"Already?"

"Yeah, but you have to bear in mind that the design is all boiler plate at the moment. When you have an idea of your corporate brand, colours, logos etc., then we can make it look however you want. For now, this is only a demo of functionality."

"OK, but still, I can't believe you've got it up already."

Josh felt a twinge between his legs; he faltered as an image of him 'getting it up', deep inside her, filled his mind. He coughed and shook his head as Beth watched in quizzical amusement.

"Ok, so this here" -- he pointed to the screen -- "This would be one of your articles. The banner regions here and the side bar here, those are for ads and sponsors as requested."

"That's great; can there only be two on a page?"

"You can configure more if you want; it's easy enough to change." Josh faltered as Beth moved to stand next to him, her perfume filling his nostrils, her arm brushing against him. His heart rate increased.

"Er... When you're logged in as admin, you can click on the advert or banner, and it takes you to the ad management module, like this. Here you can specify the client details, how long the ad runs, the size, and click through links."

"Huh, that's really easy."

"Yep, that's what I'm aiming for. This section is where you can sell merch or whatever you like through the site if that's something you're planning to do. Say you want to sell hoodies with your logo on, then you can upload photos and descriptions here, and it generates a link that you can use in your articles, to take them directly to the item in the shop."

"Merchandise, I never even thought of that," Beth said, a touch of excitement in her tone.

Josh went on to explain the intranet part of the site, the messaging board and other bits, but he could tell that Beth had started to glaze over, so he didn't delve too deep into the detail.

"It all looks fantastic. This is great Josh; Seriously, I can actually visualise my project now, whereas before it was merely articles and ideas. So where do we go next? What do you need from me to take it to the next step?"

"Branding and design, then content and advertisers. That's about it."

"I have a handful of articles already, and I can write some more. Introductions and basic fluff stuff, that's easy. The branding, I can work on. If I sketch some logos do you know anyone who could get them on the computer?"

"I can have a go at that, or if it's more complex then I am sure one of the graphical design students at school would be willing to help."

Beth pursed her lips. "I'd rather keep my involvement as anonymous as possible, if you know what I mean, particularly from anyone at Nicky's school."

"Oh yeah, I get that; I could probably get them to do the artwork without disclosing who it's for."

This seemed to mollify Beth. "OK, I can work on that stuff this week. Now, content wise, I can show you where the files are on the computer; is that all you need?"

"Sure, I can add those; although, it might be better if I add a couple and then teach you how to add the others. Do you have pictures?"

"Pictures?"

"Yeah, the articles are going to need some imagery to break up the text," Josh said, before drinking from his mug of tea.

Beth eyed him and bit her lip. "I do have pictures for some of the articles; there a bit umm... explicit though."

Josh spluttered tea back into his mug. "Oh... er... umm... I see. Well, we can probably anonymize and sanitize them. Blur some umm... bits, crop and even touch up er... parts. That sort of thing."

"Good," Beth said with a grin. "I'm fine with telling my story, and even using some photos, but I don't really want to be identifiable."

"Absolutely understand; I can probably make them look like they're library stock images."

"Yeah, although I want to keep a realistic amateur feel to them. I want my readers to be confident that I have experienced the things I'm writing about, not made them up; that's kind of the whole idea of the site."