Author's Notes: Everyone in this story is eighteen years or older.
A heads-up for those looking for hot boy-girl sex -- you won't find that here. Sorry. It's a story about four girl friends and their evening out, three wearing clothes.
I hope you enjoy it, and I look forward to your comments and suggestions.
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"It's a little over four hundred miles," Luna said, answering my question. "So we can't return the same day. Thanks for putting us up tonight."
"You're welcome," I said mechanically. I poured coffee into the four cups and put them on the Lazy Suzanne. "But you reached Franklin this afternoon, and you'll leave in the morning? What's it all about?"
"We just came to talk to you, Bella," said Gianna, fidgeting with her sleeve.
I waited. Carter and I had settled in Franklin after we got married two months ago. Hazel, Gianna, and Luna were three of my oldest and closest friends. The week before the wedding, they'd arranged a bachelorette party for me. I was grateful to them for the trouble and expense, of course. But the party itself had been a demanding experience for me. Hazel and Gianna had wild ideas. I was still processing that night, unsure what I felt about them.
"You've been busy after the wedding, of course." Hazel spoke slowly. "But we haven't spoken much since your bachelorette."
"That was a pretty intense experience you arranged for me," I said. "It was shocking in so many ways."
Hazel and Gianna looked at each other. "I-I hope you'll believe us, Bella," said Hazel. "We didn't plan something so awful for you."
I kept quiet. Hazel had a reputation as a prankster, and Gianna was wild. Luna usually went along with them on their plans. We were meeting for the first time after my wedding. My three friends were visiting me on a weekend Carter was away for work.
"We knew you couldn't..." Gianna began. "We thought you couldn't handle being naked at the party. So we'd planned to take you naked in the van and pick up all the girls. Then you'd meet William, who's such a shy guy himself." I raised an eyebrow and said nothing.
"We were pretty sure," said Hazel, "That as soon as you found out there were going to be guys at the party, you'd ask for your clothes and get dressed."
"I see." I kept my face and voice neutral. All three involved in arranging my bachelorette were close friends I'd known since childhood. They'd taken me to the party naked, not revealing they'd invited six of our male school friends.
"Vince joined William at his house, which we didn't expect." Gianna was almost wringing her hands. "And the box with your clothes got left at Evelyn's house by mistake. It wasn't intentional, I promise you."
All three looked at me anxiously. I'd been a bit cool with them since the party. The party had been great, and I did end up enjoying myself after the initial shocks. Even the forced nudity had been fun, after I got used to it. What I'd really minded was the assumption I'd be okay with attending a party naked. A party with twenty girls and guys.
I looked at the three worried faces around my dining table. My heart somersaulted as I realized how they valued my friendship. "It's all right, Gina. I had a good time at the party, honestly."
"So, we're fine?" asked Hazel. Her eyes were troubled as she waited. She hadn't touched her plate or her coffee.
"Hazel, you're a terrible prankster," I said. "It's quite likely you planned the whole thing. Hiding the fact that guys would be at the party and keeping me naked. But it doesn't matter now."
I got up and walked around the table. "I had a wonderful, memorable bachelorette. And you three driving all this way to talk to me means so much."
Stopping behind Hazel, I put my hands on her shoulders. As she turned around, I kissed her. Gianna and Luna stood up, and we all hugged joyfully.
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"You came three times on the way back, at least," Gianna said. We were having an early dinner at my place. We'd talked non-stop for an hour, catching up. Now, the talk had turned to the bachelorette party. "And everyone in the van knew, though you tried to keep your orgasms discreet."
"You people are quite awful," I declared. Being naked for hours had aroused me, and on the return trip, Gianna had sat next to me, fingering my pussy to orgasms in the dark.
"Well, it was a night to remember," sighed Luna. "I'm still getting messages from the gang about it. I wish we'd taken some pictures."
"We decided not to, Luna," said Hazel.
"And I'm grateful." I hugged Luna and Hazel to me. "Pictures tend to find their way to the net."
"But you were terrific that night." Gianna did a mock salute. "Striding around on those deadly heels stark naked. No one will ever call you Bashful Bella again."
I'd been given that name in high school, and it had stuck all through college. I was happy to get rid of it.
"He, he, he," I giggled. "That night changed me. Pretty much nothing scares me anymore."
"You were amazing, Bella," said Gianna, kissing my fingertips. "I met Vince the other day, and he said everyone's still talking about you."
"I'm not sure I want to know what they're saying," I said, grinning.
"It's mostly complimentary," said Luna, giggling. "But it would embarrass Carter for sure. A lot of anatomical detail."
"He, he," I laughed. "Yeah, it felt strange having so many people looking at my body. But in some ways, it set me free."
"Speaking of free and fettered," said Gianna. She picked up a glass bowl from the sideboard and placed it on the table before me. Luna and Hazel giggled on seeing the gleaming steel handcuffs inside.
"That's a failed experiment," I said. "Carter bought them last month. He wanted to try bondage and domination."
"Didn't fit you?" asked Luna. She took the handcuffs and held them up. "Seem all right."
"No, they fit fine. Carter put them on me and buttoned up a coat around me. We went for a walk." I went around the table, serving seconds.
Gianna asked," So what went wrong?"
"Oh, it was Carter's turn next weekend, but he chickened out. Didn't want to undress."
The girls sat up. "What were you wearing when he put the cuffs on you?" asked Luna.
"Shoes," I said, grinning. "It was Carter's idea. The coat is knee-length, so no one could see the handcuffs. Or me."
"Ooh," said Gianna. "How exciting!"
"This sounds like fun!" said Hazel, grinning. "But you wanted to do unto him?"
"Well, he imagined I'd get the cuffs, and he'd have the key whenever we used them." I sat down again. "I told him that's not how things work. Marriage is equal opportunity. We take turns."
"Right on!" said Luna. "That was a great dinner, Bella. What are we doing tonight?"
"If you're driving back tomorrow morning," I said. "Then we all go to bed early tonight. But if you stay till Sunday, I know some good nightclubs on Park street."
"You want us to stay another day with you?" asked Gianna. "Truly?"
"We've been friends most of our lives," I said slowly. "You played a prank, it went wrong a little, and I think I overreacted. Let's give ourselves some time together to make things good again?"
"That's the most..." Hazel was unable to finish. "We'll stay?" She looked at Luna and Gianna, who both nodded. Suddenly, we were all laughing and crying as we held each other.
"Tell you what," I said after we were over the emotions. "Let's all get dressed and meet in the living room at eight-thirty?"
My friends hadn't brought clothes to go clubbing; I was happy to let them choose from my closet. At eight-thirty, we were all in the living room.
"This is a great dress, Bella." Gianna looked at herself in the mirror. "You must look a bomb in it. But it's hanging on me. I'm too skinny."
"You have a lovely, slim figure," I said. "But that dress is a bit loose for me, too. Come up and choose another? Although I don't have much else."
"How about you two exchange? said Hazel. "I think what you're wearing now would fit Gina all right."
"Let's try it out," I said, putting my hands behind me and running the zip down. I handed the dress to Gianna and said, "Well?"
"Uh, I'll change in the dining room," said Gianna. She looked at me, standing in my bra and panties. "I'll give you this dress in a minute."
"You look great, Gina," said Hazel as Gianna returned. "This one fits you much better."
"Thanks," said Gianna. "Really nice of you, Bella. Here's the other dress. Or," she said, putting the handcuffs she'd found in the dining room on the table. "You could wear these and a coat."
Hazel and Luna giggled. Then Hazel shook her head. "It'll take time to build that much trust again." Luna and Gianna both sobered up and nodded. Gianna held out the dress again.
I looked around at the three of them and stepped away from Gianna. My friends were stunned and then began grinning as I took off my bra. Gianna gave a wolf whistle as I slid my panties down and stepped out of them.
My friends looked me up and down as I picked up the handcuffs. My C-cup breasts, with their pink nipples, sagged very little when I stood. Luckily, I'd shaved only a day ago. My pubes and pussy lips were clean, except for a thin inverted triangle above my clit. I locked the cuffs around my left wrist.
"Whoops!" said Hazel. She came close and hugged me. Her dress rubbed against my nipples and belly. "Bella, you're incredible!"
I held out my hands. Gianna asked, "You want your hands in front?"
"Well, I have to hold a glass," I said, smiling at her. "But your choice, Gina."
"I'll hold your glass for you," Gianna said. "Hands behind is sexier. Much."
I turned around, and she locked my right wrist into the cuffs. She passed the key to Hazel. "I'm not taking my bag."
Hazel swung the key on its cord from her finger and looked at me. "Do you want to take the key with us, or are you willing to make a commitment?"
"Your choice, Hazel." I smiled back at her. She dropped the key on the table as Luna held up my coat. It was a thick, midnight blue coat that fell below my knees. No one could know I was naked and handcuffed inside it, but they'd realize the sleeves were empty. Luna buttoned it up to my throat.
"Thanks," I said to Luna. "Guys, let's not go to Park street. Carter and I go often, and we always meet friends at those places. There are some good clubs out on Airport road. Who's driving?"
