Felice The Mannequin

"Naria, I'm off shopping. Nothing in particular, just window shopping. Do you want to come with me?"

"Nah, Felice, I need to do some laundry. You enjoy."

Felice headed to the mall and walked around for an hour. She was about to leave when she saw a friend she hadn't seen in ages. The man worked with her several years ago, and they had lost touch. Felice saw him through the window of a ladies clothing store and walked in to speak.

"Vick! How the heck are you? Where have you been? It's so good to see you!" Felice walked up to him and hugged him.

"Well, I'll be, if it isn't Felice. I've been right here. Where have you been? I heard you transferred to a different office, and I left the company. I bought into a franchise here."

"You own this?" Felice glanced around, admiring the high-end clothes. "Nice stuff! Where do you buy it?"

"I travel. Canada, Mexico, Europe, Asia. My manager runs the place, and I keep it stocked. We make a good team. Come on back and meet Giorgia. She's terrific!"

Felice was immediately impressed with Giorgia. Her skin was a darker olive tone, her eyes brown, and her hair hazel. She had the look of a true Italian goddess. And Giorgia was as friendly as she was beautiful! After Vick introduced them, Giorgia hugged Felice as she would an old friend.

"Vick mentioned working with you! I think he has missed you." Vick blushed.

"Well, I, uh, weren't you going to work on the display window?" Vick turned to Felice. "Giorgia had a wonderful idea of using live mannequins every evening for an hour or so, to build interest in our new lines."

"What an unusual idea! I love it! Can I watch you set it up?"

"You can do more than watch me. The girl who usually helps me is off today, so I'm short one. You will help, won't you?"

"Sure! Show me what to do." Giorgia grinned and looked at Vick, who lowered his head.

Giorgia took Felice to a back room filled with racks of clothes. Giorgia walked around, picking out several outfits in Felice's size; she handed them to Felice.

"So, put on this blouse and skirt. In about fifteen minutes I'll come out and change outfits. You won't have to do a thing. Just stand there. By the way, there is always a couple in the display; Vick will be out there with you."

Felice entered the changing room and donned the clothes. She walked out to find Vick in nice slacks and a sports shirt. Giorgia led them to the front of the store and opened a door to the display. Felice saw several people walking by, and others seated on a bench nearby. Giorgia placed Felice in the middle of the display, standing, with her arms to her side. She adjusted Felice's clothes, undoing one button and opening the neck. Then she placed Vick just behind Felice, with one arm around her waist and the other hand holding Felice's arm. Then she rested Felice's hand on Vick's arm around her waist.

Felice immediately smelled Vick. He wore a light musky cologne or aftershave; or maybe it was his deodorant. She couldn't tell, but she liked the smell. Her nipples began to harden with his presence.

"How long do we stay this way?" Felice asked.

"Until I come change you. Again, you do nothing. I will change you." Giorgia smiled and left.

Felice balanced herself against Vick, leaning into his chest. Vick said they could speak some but not move their mouths. Felice didn't have much to say, so she just watched people out in the mall. As one man walked by, he stopped, turned, and stared at the couple. Felice couldn't help but smile, and the man was startled.

"Do people stop to watch us?" Felice asked, her mouth not moving.

"All the time," said Vick. "Some have caught on to what we do, so they come by every evening; especially those who work in the mall."

As soon as he spoke, the door opened and Giorgia entered. She told Felice to stay still and moved Vick away from her. Then she unbuckled Vick's belt, unzipped his pants, and slipped them down. Felice was shocked but didn't speak. Giorgia pulled a pair of shorts on Vick, and replaced his shirt with a tee shirt, then turned to Felice.

"Don't move, Felice. I've got this." Giorgia unbuttoned the blouse and lifted it off Felice, then took off her skirt. Felice shivered, not from the cold but from excitement. She never expected this! While Felice stood in her underwear, Giorgia took her time picking another outfit, finally deciding on a sheer blouse and mid-thigh skirt. Then he reached behind Felice and undid her bra, letting it fall off before slipping her arms into the blouse. She left it unbuttoned while she removed Felice's panties, then dropped the short skirt over her head and fastened it around her waist. Felice shuddered and her nipples hardened even more. Her pussy was getting moist.

Giorgia pulled up a chair and placed one of Felice's feet on the chair and her hand on the back of the chair. Next, she moved Vick to the other side and had him kneel beside the chair, looking up at Felice. Felice felt her pussy flood; she knew Vick could now see her naked pussy! She was glad she had shaved that morning, but now he could see every fold of her labia!

Vick was just as embarrassed. He looked up at Felice and caught sight of her gleaming vagina. He could see a droplet coming out and dripping down her crack. He tried not to look, but that was impossible.

Meanwhile, Felice noticed a crowd gathering outside the window. Ten or twelve guys and gals stood transfixed at the sight. They weren't just looking; they were staring! Felice felt her pussy lips opening slowly, her clit now visible, poking out proudly. She grabbed the chair back to steady herself. She wanted to wipe her pussy, but didn't want to draw attention to it. Vick looking at it was enough!

Felice saw movement outside the window and looked. Several people were bending over, getting closer to the window. Felice realized they could see up her skirt! A few of them could see what Vick was seeing, her naked pussy! Felice moved her leg slightly, hoping to cover herself somewhat, but only succeeded in raising the skirt more. Now, more observers could see her nakedness!

Finally, Giorgia returned. She lowered Felice's foot from the chair and Felice stood firmly, woodenly. Then Giorgia shocked her by dropping her skirt to the floor and pulling off the blouse. She left Felice totally naked as she dressed Vick for the final window scene. She pulled on a pair of red silk speedos on Vick, then turned to Felice, still nude. She only had a red sheer bra and red sheer panties, which she put on Felice. She sat Felice in the chair, her legs wide open, with Vick beside her, one arm around her, his bulging crotch staring her in the face!

Felice's panties quickly flooded with her sex juice. Onlookers could see her excitement, with her soaked, scantily covered pussy and hard-as-a-rock nipples, both clearly visible through the sheer material. She might as well have been naked! Felice slowly turned her head toward Vick's hardened cock, bulging in his speedos, begging to be let out. Felice involuntarily licked her lips and Vick groaned, a wet spot appearing on his speedos. Felice moaned!

"Do you dare me?" Felice tried to say it without moving her mouth. "Vick, do you dare me?"

"Oh God! You wouldn't!" His cock twitched, growing even more. "I can't take much more of this."

That did it! Felice moved her mouth to cover his cock, still in the speedos.

"Uuunngghhh! Oh God!" With her teeth, Felice pulled the red material from his cock and engulfed it with her mouth. She took it all the way to her throat in one move, and Vick thrust his dick into her.

"Oh, my goodness! Oh God! Yessss! I'm cominnngggggg! Uunnggghhhhhh!" He fucked Felice's mouth until his climax slowed, then pulled it out. He stood Felice up and turned her around, bending her over the chair. Felice spread her legs, inviting him in, and he slammed into her and began to piston in and out.

"Fuuucckkkkk meeeee! Yeesssssss! Fuck meeee! Oh God, I'm commiinnngggg!" Felice groaned while Vick pounded her pussy until he exploded again in her, and she climaxed again! Then they grabbed their clothes and ran out of the display window. Felice heard hollering and applause behind her as they left.

"Oh my God! I can't believe we did that! I loved it! You may have to fight me to keep me away from here."

"I think Giorgia loved you doing it, too! She will insist you come back." At that moment Giorgia walked in.

"Absolutely! I insist you come back!" Vick and Felice didn't see Giorgia enter. "I didn't know if you would go through with this, but you're a trooper. Y'all were fantastic together!"

"Well, I can probably bring several friends along who would enjoy this. Just let me know when you need somebody."

***

Felice rushed into the house, eager to tell Naria and Toby about her new adventure.

"Naria! Toby! Where are you?" Felice looked all over the house without finding either one. "That's unusual. One of you is always here." Felice was talking to herself, out loud. She went into the bedroom, undressed, and ran water to take a long, hot bath. She normally only had time for a quick shower, so this would be a treat. She just stepped into the tub when she heard the front door.

"Felice? Are you home?" It was Toby.

"I'm in the bath, Toby. Come on in." When Toby entered, Felice could tell he was concerned about something. "What's wrong?"

"I just left Naria at the bus station," he said. "Her friend Melinda called to say that her husband was killed in an accident, so Naria went to help her. You know she's seven months pregnant!"

"Oh, my goodness!" Felice stood, grabbing a towel, wrapping herself, and reaching out to Toby. They hugged tightly. "But why did Naria take a bus? Why not fly or drive?"

"It's only three hours, and she would wait longer for a flight than the bus would take. And she didn't want to drive so she could bring Melinda back here with her after the funeral. We can all look after her until the baby comes. This is so tragic!" Felice teared as Toby spoke, feeling for what Melinda would be going through, and for Naria along with her.

"I can't imagine losing a husband at seven months pregnant! Oh, my God! She'll need all the love and understanding we can give."

Neither Toby nor Felice felt like being romantic that evening, so they sat and talked, sipping wine, talking about the ways they could help Melinda in the coming months, then went to bed.

***

Naria boarded the bus after hugging and kissing her husband goodbye. She was nervous; it had been several years since she rode a bus, and she was grieving for her friend, Melinda. Naria was deep in thought and didn't notice the man staring at her. He sat across the aisle from her, and leaned against the window wall so he could see her better. She had hardly moved since sitting, looking out her window then resting her head in her hand. The man was concerned.

"Uh, ma'am, are you ok?" He tried to get Naria's attention, and she glanced at him. "Is everything ok? You seem sad."

"Well, yes, I am sad. My good friend lost her husband in a tragic accident, and she's seven months pregnant. I'm headed to help her get through the funeral, then take her to my house until the baby is born. So, I'm concerned for her, but I'm fine. Thanks for asking!" Naria smiled.

"Oh, of course. My name is Lorne. I'm a good listener, if you'd like to talk." Lorne smiled gently, and it warmed Naria's heart.

"Oh, that would be nice, if you don't mind. I'd love some company. I haven't ridden a bus in years, so I'm nervous, too."

Lorne moved into the seat beside her, and leaned into her, just enough to be supportive. "Talk when you want to, stop whenever. What I hear never goes any further."

Naria began telling Lorne about Melinda, their friendship since third grade, some of their adventures in high school, and their separation when they each married.

"We've kept in touch, but not as much as when we lived in the same neighborhood. I will enjoy catching up with her after the funeral. I just don't know how to comfort her now. I've never been pregnant, and my husband is alive. What can I say to her?" Naria looked at Lorne.

"Well, I've never been pregnant," Lorne began, and Naria laughed. "And I'm divorced, not widowed, so I don't exactly know either. I read a good book recently about grieving, and the author recommended not using trite words or phrases. Like, 'I know how you feel,' or 'He's in a better place,' or even 'You'll feel better with time.'"

"That makes sense," said Naria. "Thanks! I guess just being there with her will be helpful."

"Absolutely! Now, take a deep breath and relax. You can't help your friend if you're a mess yourself." Lorne smiled. "How can we take your mind off that for a while?"

"You're right again, Lorne," said Naria, putting her hand on his arm and squeezing. "You have helped me already! You're a Godsend." Without thinking, Naria moved her hand from his arm but laid it casually on his leg. Lorne glanced down but didn't comment.

"So, tell me about yourself. What do you do? You said you're married; what does he do?" Naria giggled.

"Fair enough. We don't have enough time to tell you all about myself, but I'll start." Naria told Lorne about Toby and his business, about her jobs and hobbies, then about Felice living with them. Lorne's eyebrows rose several times during her explanation, but he kept quiet.

"How did you meet Felice?" Lorne asked.

"She plays organ at the church where I play piano. We weren't very close until, well, uh, until recently." Lorne turned to face her when she hesitated.

"I hear a story there. Come on." Lorne smiled in encouragement.

"Uh, yes, but I'm not sure I should tell it." Naria blushed. Now Lorne was quite curious.

"You have to tell me now!"

"Ok, so it began one Sunday morning several months ago." Naria began telling Lorne about the vibrating panties and had him laughing hard. She didn't realize that she had turned in her seat to face Lorne and pulled her leg up. Her short skirt had risen almost to her green panties, which Lorne did notice.

"Felice helped me to a back room, then had to know what happened to me. When I told her, she wanted to try it, so a few weeks later she wore the vibrating panties and Toby controlled it. She had to be helped to the back room also!" Lorne was laughing harder but kept glancing at Naria's legs. He caught a glimpse of green, and his cock began to rise. He squirmed in his seat, trying to adjust his cock without Naria noticing.

"Things multiplied from there. Felice and I began to tease the choir director, who was peeking at us in the changing room, and videotaping us. We eventually told him, and he got even, but that's another story."

Naria enjoyed Lorne's laughter, and while watching his face, noticed that he was glancing down a lot, so she looked down. She was surprised to see her own green panties, but didn't cover up. Instead, she left one leg on the floor and pulled the other leg up further, now opening her crotch to Lorne's appreciative eyes. Naria saw the gleam and knew he was enjoying the view. Slowly, she dropped one hand to her lap and began rubbing her pussy through the green panties. She felt the moisture growing.

"Ok, now tell me about yourself, Lorne." Naria grinned, knowing he would have difficulty talking while he focused on her almost naked pussy. With her other hand, Naria began to unfasten buttons of her blouse, beginning at the top. She knew what she was doing to him!

"Yeah, well, I travel. I sell office supplies to, uh, military bases and, hmm, government offices." Lorne watched Naria undo the buttons, and watched the wet spot on her panties grow. That's about it." Lorne took a big breath and let it out. He licked his lips, then wiped his forehead.

"So, you're divorced." Naria had to tease him more. "Do you still like women's bodies?" She opened the blouse and ran her fingers down the cleavage, then under her green bra. And she rubbed her pussy harder. Lorne swallowed hard.

"Oh, yeah! Yes! I love women's bodies!" He never took his eyes off Naria as she pulled her bra over her breasts, teasing the nipples. At the same time, she pulled her panties to one side, opening her sopping pussy to his eyes. Those eyes widened.

"You're killing me here, Naria! God, you're making me horny!" Lorne turned toward Naria and pulled out his hardened cock.

"Wait! Put it up, Lorne. Why don't we go to the back of the bus. There's nobody back there." Lorne nodded and slipped his dick into his pants, then followed Naria, after she grabbed a condom from her purse. Nobody was in the back five rows, so Naria entered the next to last and knelt on the seat, pulling up her skirt as she did. She handed Lorne the condom, which he quickly slipped on, yanked down her green panties, pulled out his cock again, grabbed her ass cheeks, and slammed his cock deep into her pussy!

"Oh, God, Lorne! Yessss! God, you're big! Uunnggghhhhh! Oh yes, yes, that feels so good! Fuck me, Lorne! Fuck me! Oh God, I'm cominnggggg! Aaannggghhhhhhhh! Oh fuck, another one! Yessss!" At that, Lorne spurted, filling the condom, jamming his cock deep and holding it tight.

When Lorne pulled out of Naria's pussy, covered in her come, she turned and took him into her mouth, sucking off her juices, then pulled the condom off. Lorne sat her down, pulled up her legs, and buried his face in her burning crotch, licking and lapping her come.

"Well, you found a way to get my mind off my friend, didn't you?" Naria smiled as she teased Lorne.

"I thought you started it, flaunting your panties and unbuttoning your blouse. You are quite a tease, aren't you?"

"The truth is I'm an exhibitionist. Really!"

"I believe you Naria. I guess that makes me a voyeur. We make a great team. Say, your husband wouldn't mind if I dropped by in my travels, would he? Doesn't he get jealous of other men seeing your gorgeous body?"

"Well, thanks for the compliment." Naria kissed him on the cheek. "No, Toby doesn't get jealous. He helps me find new ways to show off my body, and he enjoys watching me do it. He is a special guy, and he gets his reward!"

"Then expect me to show up some day!"

Naria and Lorne chatted and exchanged contact information until the bus pulled into the station. Naria spotted Melinda waiting on the curb. She hugged Lorne, kissed him, and hurried out to hug her friend.