From Famine to Feast:

Chapter 26: Trying it On For Size

"Do you think it would be okay for me to ask Phil about applying to law school?" I asked as I ate breakfast with Chris, Alexis, and Ty one morning.

"Why not? He's a lawyer and can probably make good recommendations," answered Chris.

"But if she went to school, then she'd have to quit her job at his law firm," countered Ty. "I know he likes having her around." Ty winked blatantly.

"That's not fair! She works hard for him. She's not his kept mistress," objected Alexis.

"I'm sure she does work hard for him. And I'll bet he gets hard for her too!" Ty laughed.

"I've been a good girl at work!" I protested. "In fact, he hasn't paid much attention to me at all. He's been too busy. In fact, sometimes, I wonder if he even notices me."

"Oh, poor baby. Are you feeling neglected? Not getting enough sex?" Chris teased.

I picked up Chris' hand and kissed it. "No, babe, it's not that. Between my attentive boyfriend and our little adventures, I get plenty. It's just that since he pays our rent and pays our membership dues at Club X, he's kind of like our sugar daddy. I thought he might demand a bit more attention from me in exchange for what he's doing for us. Know what I mean?"

"Yeah," agreed Alexis. "I thought that he'd be hitting us up more, demanding a quid pro quo—especially from you since you are working at his office."

"Maybe," reflected Ty, "you should ask Lance for some advice. He's friends with Phil, and he understands how power exchanges work."

"That's a good idea," agreed Chris. "You don't want to be an administrative assistant forever, so it would make sense to go to law school, but you also don't want to piss off your generous patron. Ask Lance. He'll steer you right."

I texted Lance. He replied cryptically: "I'll take care of it." An hour later, he texted again: "It's arranged. On Friday, wear something provocative, concealed under a coat. At quitting time, when everyone else leaves, meet in the conference room. He'll be waiting to remove your coat. He will give you what you seek."

I shrieked. "Alexis! Come see this!"

"What?" I showed her my phone. "Oh my god! It sounds like Phil wants to give you a good recommendation and a good fuck at the same time! What could be better than that? He may violate some HR rules, but I'll bet a powerful lawyer like that would beat it in court."

"I don't want him to beat it in court, I want to beat it for him while he courts me!" We both laughed. "Oh my god. What am I going to wear? I have some nice blouses and skirts, but he's already seen all my good underwear and I don't have a nice coat that I could wear comfortably for an entire work day."

"It is a pity that you don't know someone who works at a high-end clothing boutique," Alexis teased. "We have the perfect coat at Amuse, and our lingerie section is better than Victoria's Secret. I've been lusting after some items myself."

"I didn't know that! You've been holding out on me! Wait a minute. I probably can't afford anything at your store. What am I going to do?"

"I got you. Come to Amuse at closing tomorrow. We'll fit you for a bra and panty set. I'll use my employee discount to make it relatively affordable. And we'll borrow the coat and return it the next day. Just keep it clean and leave the tags on. Okay?"

"You're the best, bestie!" I gave her a big hug.

--..—

The following day, I arrived at Amuse just before closing time. Alexis had convinced her boss to leave the store early, since there was only one customer left before she had to lock up. The young man was browsing the negligée section and she was trying to help him select an item for his girlfriend. She left him for a moment to greet me.

"Here's the coat I had in mind. What do you think?"

"It's perfect! Just what I was picturing." I tried it on. It fit me well. It had a V-neck and three over-sized buttons in front, reached to mid-thigh, and sported a black and white checkered pattern.

"Plus," enthused Alexis, "it is thin so you can wear it indoors all day without overheating, and, I must say, it flatters your figure nicely."

I spun around to show it off. As I turned, I noticed the man watching me. I raised my eyebrows questioningly. "That looks good on you," he offered.

"Thank you very much," I acknowledged. "Do you think I should get it?" He nodded. Then turning back to Alexis, I smiled. "The gentleman approves. I'll take it."

"Set it on the counter. I need to help him pick out some sexy underwear for his girlfriend." She went to him and I went to the counter to put the coat down. I returned to where they were, since I needed underwear too. Alexis was holding up a skimpy bra with satin straps and sheer cups in front. "This is sure to make a girl feel sexy. You want to get her in the mood for some spicy fun, right?"

He blushed. "Well, yeah," he admitted.

"Of course you do. You're a good-looking guy in your prime. Life's too short to not splurge on something risqué to have some good naughty fun." He blushed more. She held up the bra in front of me. "Am I right, girl?" she said, raising her eyebrows, enlisting me in her conspiratorial sales pitch.

I took the bra from her hand and pressed it to my chest. "You are definitely right." I looked him in the eyes. "If you gave this to me, it would get me in the mood for sure. I'd wear it for you right away. I'd give you a private show that you'd never forget." I spun around, my hair flying. "And, if you got me matching panties, you'd get lucky for sure."

His eyes got big as he stared at my chest. "Wow. That looks even better on you than the coat."

"That's the idea," said Alexis. "The coat conceals the brassiere. And when the surprise is revealed, the bra stands out even more. Now, if you like that bra, let's find you some panties so we can be sure that our guy gets lucky." Alexis searched for some panties and the guy's eyes followed her movements. I looked at the price tag on the bra. It was expensive! It was more than I had ever paid for a bra—by far. I wondered how big her employee discount was.

"Here we go. How about a matching thong?" She held it up. There was a thin strap in the back, with a teasing sheer panel in front. "Do you think she'd look good in that?"

"Yeah, I..." he stammered, embarrassed to be discussing girls' underwear with two strangers.

"What do you think, Layla? Do you like it?" She handed it to me.

I held it in front of my crotch. "I absolutely adore it. How does it look?" He stared, his mouth open.

"It looks like it would be sexy as hell on your body." She turned to him. "What does your girlfriend look like?"

"Well, she's pretty..."

"Of course she is. I mean what size is she?"

"Uh, I don't know. She's about your size," he offered helplessly, looking back and forth at us.

"You don't know her size?" Alexis's voice betrayed a hint of exasperation.

"No, not really. Well, she looks like you two."

"Which one of us?" demanded Alexis.

"Um, both of you?

"We're different sizes."

"Maybe in between you two then." His eyes darted between us. "It is hard to tell with what you're wearing." To be fair, we were both wearing baggy shirts and jeans. "I'm sorry I didn't think to check her size before I came in, but we have a date tonight and I really want to give her this present at the end. I can't leave here without getting something. What should I do?" he pleaded.

Alexis smiled and turned to him. "Would you give us a moment?" He nodded and she pulled me aside. "I have an idea that could benefit all three of us. He wants to buy something, but doesn't know what size, but he thinks his girl looks like us. We both want to get something too, and know our sizes, but even with my employee discount, we can't really afford it. I really want to make this sale and impress my boss. Do you see where I'm going with this?" She paused as she watched the realization appear in my expression.

"Do you mean that we, uh, help him out?" I asked tentatively.

"Precisely: we model the lingerie for him to help him figure out his girlfriend's size in exchange for him purchasing three sets: one for me, one for you, and one for his girlfriend. Are you in?"

"Do you think he'll go for it?" I asked.

"It doesn't hurt to try," she answered. "Guys will do anything for flirty girls. If we seduce him, I'll bet he'll spring for all three of us."

"Okay, let's do it."

"Sir?" Alexis turned back toward the guy and deployed her most seductive voice. "I apologize for leaving you all alone. I promise that we'll give you our undivided attention from now on and make sure that you are fully satisfied with your customer experience." She put her hand on his chest and patted him softly. "Would that make you feel better?" She batted her eyelashes as he nodded. "Now, which brassiere did you think was the sexiest?"

"Uh, this one, I guess." He held up the red one that I had held earlier.

"Ooh, I like that one too!" I cooed in a sultry voice. "If you bought that for me, I couldn't wait to put it on for you." I shimmied my shoulders, making my boobs wiggle even though they were hidden under my t-shirt and held in place by my decidedly unsexy plain white bra. "I couldn't wait to take it off for you too."

"Same here," added Alexis. "If you bought a bra like that for me, I'd do anything you wanted."

"You would?" he asked, buying in.

"Hell yeah, I would. If you pampered me with a gift like that, I'd make sure that you knew how much I appreciated it. I would not hold back." She licked her upper lip slowly and trailed her hand down his chest to his stomach.

"But I don't know her size," he fretted.

Alexis pretended to ponder for a moment. "I think we can rescue you from your predicament. You say that your girlfriend looks like us?" He nodded. "But you can't be sure because of what we're wearing?" Then, in a saccharine voice, she purred, "Layla honey, would you be a good girl, and please help out this nice man?"

I nodded. "Of course, I'd do anything to help him."

"Would you please take this bra to the changing room and try it on for us while I lock the front door and hang up the 'closed' sign?"

I smiled at him and winked. "Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back." I sauntered to the changing room, feeling his eyes watch my ass wiggle as I made my way to the changing room. I removed my t-shirt and plain bra and put on the lacy red one. I adjusted the straps to fit me. It actually fit pretty well, I thought as I looked at myself in the mirror.

"Are you ready?" Alexis called from outside the curtain.

I opened the curtain and posed in the doorframe. The guy's mouth hung open, and he inhaled sharply. "Babe, you look hot!" enthused Alexis. "That bra looks so damn sexy! Don't you agree?" she asked, addressing the guy.

"Fuck yeah, she looks really hot."

"Look closely at her chest." He was already staring at my boobs, but Alexis was determined to close the deal. "Notice how her nipples are visible through the sheer panel." He peered intently. "Do you think your girl would look just as hot?" He nodded in agreement. "Do you think she has the same size boobs as her?" He shrugged. "Or, do you want me to try this bra on for you so you can compare?" She revealed a black bra from behind her back.

"Oh," I said, practically drooling. "That's super sexy too. Try it on so we can see if it fits." Then, turning to him, I intoned, "Wouldn't you like to see her in that flimsy little garment?" He nodded. I went to his side and held his arm, waiting for her to emerge. "I'm excited. Aren't you?"

"Yes," he croaked. When a guy's voice cracks, you know you have him hooked.

Just then, she drew back the curtain and posed for us. "Well, what do you think?" She strutted and shimmied and posed like she was a professional on the runway.

I squeezed his arm. "Oh my god, she is so hot! Isn't she sexy?"

"Fuck yeah," he murmured.

"Look how she's moving. Wearing that for you is getting her hot. Is it getting you in the mood too?" He nodded. I rubbed my hand across his stomach. I felt his abs tighten. He didn't pull away. "What about her boobs?" He stared, wide-eyed and mouth agape. I left him and stood side by side with Alexis. "Whose boobs most closely match your girlfriend's?" He looked back and forth. "She's one size bigger than me."

"I don't know. I'm not sure."

"Come here," demanded Alexis. "Stand right in front of us. Now close your eyes. If you can't tell by sight, maybe you will be able to tell by touch." She picked up his hands and placed them on her breasts. "Pretend you're feeling up your girlfriend in the dark." He smiled. "Go ahead. You have to be certain. It is important to get a proper fit." Then he started squeezing her tits. "If you are feeling..."—she paused to emphasize the word—"generous, I'll bet that Layla would let you feel her tits too. Isn't that right, Layla?"

"Umm hmm. If you bought it for me, I'd let you feel me in it. Maybe my tits are a better fit for your hands. But you have to keep your eyes closed. Okay?"

"Alright." I took his wrists from Alexis and placed his palms on my breasts. Without hesitation, his fingers began to knead my titties. I let him enjoy it for a while in silence. In truth, I was enjoying it as well.

Alexis took one of his hands and put it back on her breast. "And will you buy this one for me too, big boy?"

He squeezed her tit with enthusiasm. "Yeah. Okay, that seems like a good deal to me."

"Oh, thank you!" she said. She removed his hands from our chests and gave him a hug around the neck. I did the same. His eyes opened wide. She kissed him on one cheek and I kissed him on the other. "Now, let's see about finding panties that will fit." She took him by the hand and led him to the panties section. I followed. I held his arm again and leaned against him. She rifled through the choices and selected two pairs. "Now, I want you to choose which pair you want to see on which girl." She held up both pairs.

"Um, you're going to model these for me as well?"

"Would you like us to?" She asked.

"Yes, I absolutely would."

"Would you like it enough to buy them for us?"

"Sold."

"Then we will show you what they look like on real girl's bodies. Right, Layla?" I nodded. "No mannequins for our generous boy. Now, I want you to hand the panties to the girl you want to wear them." He handed us the panties that matched our respective bras. "Come on, babe, let's go change." She grabbed my hand and dragged me to the changing booth.

"Oh my god!" I whispered while we pulled off our clothes. "It's working. He's going to buy these for us!"

"That's not all that's working," she whispered back. "Did you see his crotch?" I shook my head. "Let's just say that our handsome patron really appreciated our modeling! After we let him feel our tits, he was exhibiting, ahem, enthusiastic approval."

"Oh my gosh," I said, pulling on the thong. "I didn't look. I'll have to check him out. But honestly, I have to say that he wasn't the only one that enjoyed that experience."

"I can tell!" She pointed at my crotch. "Your labia are glistening." I looked down and blushed. She was right.

"Yours too!" I pointed as she pulled down her panties. "Your undies have a wet spot!"

"Guilty as charged," she admitted.

"Come on, let's get back out there before he changes his mind." I pulled back the curtain just as she yanked her panties up. I sauntered out toward him and she followed me. We spun and twirled as his eyes followed our every move. I noticed that his pants were tented. She was right. His bulge looked substantial.

"What's your name, big guy?" asked Alexis.

"Ted."

"What's your girlfriend's name, Teddy?"

"Cindy."

"Sin-D. I like that." Alexis put her arm on my shoulder and we turned our backs to him. "Tell us, Teddy, is Cindy's ass more like mine, or more like Layla's?"

"Uh..."

"Would it help if we did this?" She started to shake her ass. I did the same. He didn't say anything; he just stared. "Or maybe it would help if we did this?" She bent forward at the waist, pulling me down with her. I knew that the thongs were giving him quite a view of our asses. "How does that look, Teddy?"

"Uh..."

"When you're doing Cindy from behind, does her ass look more like mine or more like Layla's?"

"Uh..."

"You do like doggy-style don't you, Teddy?"

"Yeah, I do. I just can't decide which of your asses looks more like hers."

"Maybe it would help if we got on our hands and knees?" She got into position and I followed suit. "Come closer, Teddy. Take a good look." He got nearer. I could hear his breathing.

"Maybe it would help if you felt our asses, like you felt our tits," I offered. He answered by putting one hand on my cheek and the other on hers and began to squeeze and knead. Alexis groaned.

"Teddy?" she gasped.

"Yeah?" He croaked.

"Since you can't tell which of our bodies most closely resembles Cindy's, I think you should buy one of each for her. If you do that, I will let you use my..." she sighed before continuing "employee discount. Would you like that?"

"Yes. That'd help a lot. Thanks."

"Teddy?" she sighed.

"Yeah?"

"I will also let you use my pussy. Would you like that?"

"Yes."

"Teddy?" she whispered

"Yeah?"

"This entire time you've been trying to figure out if our bodies are like your girlfriend's body. But now I want to see if

your

body is like

my

boyfriend's body."

"Yeah," I concurred. "It's time that

you

modeled for

us

." I turned around and, still on my knees, I began to unbuckle his belt. I unbuttoned his pants and carefully unzipped the zipper over his bulge. I yanked down his pants. He was wearing cute little bikini style briefs that were being stretched to the limit by his large hard-on. I pulled down his underwear and his large, veiny dick sprang out. Its head was already shiny with precum. I turned to look at Alexis with big eyes. "I think Teddy is a size bigger than both of our boyfriends!"

"Cindy is one lucky girl!" Alexis exclaimed. Teddy shrugged sheepishly.

"Let's see if his size fits my size." I got back into doggy position and pulled my thong to the side. I turned my head to look back at him. "I'm ready for you, big boy, but go slowly, okay?" Teddy got behind me. Alexis grabbed his cock and aimed it at my pussy. She pulled him toward me and rubbed it up and down my slick labia.

"Ready, Teddy, go!" I felt her hand against my vulva as he pushed forward. I felt his girth expand my vaginal walls as he slid slowly inside me. It felt incredible. I moaned loudly. "Fuck, that looks so hot." She removed her hand as his length sank into me, opening me wide. I groaned. She reached under me and began to play with my clit. I was breathing hard now, and he began to stroke slowly in and out of my hole. His strokes got faster and she increased the pace on my clit. I was getting louder and louder as I felt my orgasm building.

"Fuck me, Teddy. Fuck me hard with that big cock. Oh my god! Fuck that feels so good!"

Ted began to grunt with each thrust. "Don't you dare cum yet!" Alexis shouted. "I haven't had a chance yet. I want that dick too!" She pushed him off me and stuck her ass out toward him, wiggling in invitation. I whined when he pulled out of me. I was close to climaxing, and wanted to finish, but acquiesced to her desires. Ted positioned himself behind her and began to push slowly into her cunt. I reached under her and played with her clit. I used my other hand to finger myself. Soon she was wailing in ecstasy that she was about to cum.

"I'm going to cum too," he panted. "Where should I come?" He sounded desperate.

"Wait! Don't cum yet." I pushed him off of her. He fell back on his heels, his dick pointing straight out. "Stand up!" I commanded. He rose. I scooted toward him on my knees. I grabbed his cock with one hand and played with my pussy with my other. Alexis turned around and positioned herself at my side. His cock was big enough for both of our hands and we jerked him off in unison while rubbing our own clits. All of us were moaning and groaning loudly. "I'm about to cum too," I shrieked.