Early one Friday evening Mike arrived, as arranged, to pick me up. We'd planned to do a bit of window shopping, then grab a bite to eat somewhere. After that . . . who knows?
"My God, Ally!" he gasped as I opened the door to him.
I was just finishing a glass of wine with Vicki, my housemate, and I was showing her my 'window shopping outfit' and giggling about the fun I'd have with Mike that night.
"You're such a slut, Ally!" she said, partly disapprovingly, but with a slight grin. "Just like Flora!"
Vicki's little sister had been our subject of conversation, too, over our wine. Flora had just started doing some photo shoots for a modelling agent and Vicki had shown me the photos.
"My God!" I exclaimed, as I went through the poses, "Are you sure she's your sister?"
I winked as I said it and examined the photos more carefully. Flora was like Vicki in build - tall with slim hips and big tits - and had her olive skin, but was very pretty as well. Not that Vicki isn't, but she's got big lips and a prominent nose, which she hates.
"Has Flora had a boob job already?" I couldn't help asking, as I looked at her over-sized breasts stretching a variety of tops and dresses.
Vicki grinned and cupped her own breasts. "Nope, darling. Family assets, these".
I cupped my own breasts in my sheer black top; below, I was wearing some stretchy black shorts and a pair of Vicki's strappy platform heels. This was the outfit Mike gasped at as he entered our flat.
"It's really something I'd wear to go dancing", I explained, as I tottered on Vicki's shoes and led him through to the kitchen to meet her, "but I thought I'd give the boys at the mall - and you, of course - something to stare at".
"Yeah, we'll stare all right!" Mike said, with a smile in his voice as he followed me through.
Vicki had met Mike before and gave him a knowing look as she leaned forward to kiss him on the cheek. She normally just hangs around the house in shorts and a t-shirt after work but, I guess on account of Mike coming over, she'd put on a short summery dress which tied in a knot across her breasts.
"So what's on the agenda for you two?" Vicki asked, after the kisses had been exchanged. Mike stared hard at the knot covering Vicki's breasts and his gaze then shifted to her caramel thighs as he sat down with us.
"Depends what Ally feels like doing", Mike started saying. "A friend of mine's got a party we could go to later on".
Then, suddenly, he reddened and stopped. He'd noticed the photos of Flora spread around the table and looked at us both. Vicki and I just grinned as Mike leafed through the 20 or so photos. Then he looked at Vicki. "She looks like you - but it's not, is it?" he asked.
Mike was holding a photo of Flora dressed in a skimpy blue dress which showed most of her butt and was cut so low her generous breasts were spilling over the neckline.
"She's your sister, or cousin, or something! Am I right?" Mike grinned, having worked it out at last.
"What exactly do you like about her, Mike?" I asked. "What does she have, for example, that her delicious sister Vicki, sitting right here in the flesh, doesn't?"
Vicki and Mike both blushed. I just sat and grinned.
"Um, well, she probably doesn't have anything that Vicki doesn't have", Mike finally blurted out. "It's more what this girl's showing off in these photos".
"Mike likes girls who show a bit of flesh, Vicki", I explained. "Does Flora show a bit?"
"Yeah, she does", Vicki laughed. "She goes out dancing in just a g-string and a backless t-shirt sometimes. You should see the boys crawl all over her!"
"Wow, I'd like to see her - I mean, meet her", Mike corrected himself hurriedly.
Vicki and I laughed. "Actually, Mike, she's coming over soon to have dinner with me; she's at a modelling shoot right now", Vicki said, smiling.
Mike looked thoughtful as we gulped down the rest of our wine; I stood up, ready to go.
"Am I OK like this, honey?" I asked Mike, swivelling on my heels.
"I'm not sure I'll be able to keep my hands off you, Ally, that's the only problem", he grinned, making a playful grab for me.
"Show me what you mean, Mike", I said, moving close enough for Mike to reach me. I looked across at Vicki with a grin, as I leaned my hip against Mike's shoulder.
His arm curled around my butt and I enjoyed the pressure of his hand against the tight satin. He looked up at me and, sensing that he had my permission, his hand moved up the side of my breast.
"Hey!" Vicki said, smiling, "Are you two going to just grope each other here in front of me, huh?"
"Maybe!" I said, as I let Mike's hands wander over my breast. My nipples were erect and I was getting horny at the idea of Mike caressing me in front of Vicki.
"That's nice, Mike", I said, lifting a leg to straddle his lap. I could feel his hard-on through his pants as I wiggled my butt on top of him.
"But . . .", Mike started to say, looking at Vicki.
"What?" I asked. "If Vicki wants us to stop, she'll say so".
Vicki and I had talked about my love of exhibitionism, but the closest I'd got with Vicki in the three months we'd lived together was having her walk in to the lounge room late one night when I was riding a guy on the sofa. On that occasion, she'd watched for a few seconds and then just gone back to her room.
"What do you think, Vicki, hon?" I asked, enjoying the feel of Mike's warm hand pushing my top up.
"Aren't you two going out though?" Vicki asked, starting to look a little less comfortable.
"Mmmm", I said, cupping my breasts and pushing them forward into Mike's face. "Maybe a bit later. This is making me soooo horny!"
Vicki blushed a little, but I could tell by the tell-tale little points showing through her dress that she was getting aroused too.
"Go right ahead guys", Vicki laughed, a little nervously. She started picking up our wine glasses and taking them across to the sink.
Mike took my hard nipple in his teeth gently and started pulling - that's something I just love and I started writhing and moaning loudly astride him. I arched back and pulled my top up so he could reach either of my bare breasts with his mouth. His hands were on my waist but, before long, started to push down my shorts.
"Oh God, yes!" I encouraged Mike in a whisper as his hand slid down inside my thin, stretchy shorts and held my bare butt.
Vicki was staring, wide-eyed, by the kitchen sink as I rocked back and forth, feeling Mike's hard-on against my pussy.
"Is this OK with you Vicki?" Mike asked at one point, as he stopped sucking my nipples. His hand was deep down my shorts as he said this and I grinned at him.
Vicki smiled and blushed slightly and just looked away. I brushed my hair out of the way and arched back again, this time pulling my top off and letting it fall to the floor. The feeling of my heavy breasts spilling out always excites me and I could feel my pussy tingling.
"Um, you and Mike aren't going to fuck, are you?" Vicki asked, hesitantly.
Although she was anxious, her flushed face made her look ravishing. "I don't mind seeing you guys fool around, but I'm not sure I'm ready to watch you do the whole lot".
"We won't do anything you don't want us to, OK babe?" I offered, continuing to rock on Mike's very hard cock.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
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"Shit, that'll be Flora!" Vicki almost yelled, dropping the wine-glass that was still in her hand into the sink. "C'mon guys, do this in the bedroom!"
"We'll stop, OK, Mike?" I said, pulling back from him. He was flushed, too, and had a big grin on his face.
"Only if we can continue later Ally?" he whispered. "OK?"
"We'll be good, Vicki", I promised. "Besides, we'd like to meet Flora".
"OK", Vicki said, wiping perspiration from her brow as she went to answer the door.
I could hear the two sisters ooh-ing and aahh-ing at the door and, eventually, the click-clack of two pairs of high heels could be heard coming down the hall. Mike and I had moved across to the sofa, where he sat with my legs in his lap, as I reclined against the sofa's arm. I decided to leave my top off, to see what Flora's reaction would be.
"Ally!" Vicki said, when she saw me, "For goodness sakes!"
The tall almond-eyed girl who stood in front of us was more stunning than in the photos. Even with little makeup, and without the lighting, she looked so much more natural in the flesh. Vicki introduced us and she and Flora took the other sofa.
"We were just looking at your photos, Flora", I said, as I looked her up and down, admiring her outfit. She had a tiny navy-blue pleated skirt and a very tight yellow t-shirt with 'Candy Girl' printed across her breasts. What really made her look sexy, though, were her thigh-high stockings and very high-heeled Mary Jane shoes.
