Naivety Or What.
Am I Immature or just Naïve?
My name is Trevor (Trev) from East End of London, I am a cross between naïve and immature. At my 18
th
birthday bash last week, my Cousin Sandy turned up unexpectantly. Even although she was older than me we were always close don't know why but we were. She was also the first girl I had ever seen naked, tattoo and all.
My family didn't like her because of her lifestyle, free living twenty something, Swinger in their day, would be a bad influence on me. Anyway it all went well, both Sandy and I had something in common that night we got blootered, my first time. Unfit to drive she stayed over and had my bed, I slept on the couch.
About seven in the morning I woke with a headache and an epic drooth, in my supermarket black bikini pants went bare footed into the kitchen downed a quart of water. Shortly afterwards in the bathroom I threw up, went into our large walk-in shower to clear my head. Life returned as warm water cascaded over me, my trance broke when I heard the shower door slide open.
Turned to see Sandy naked come in, she was unsteady on her feet, I steadied her, as we pressed naked together I developed an erection that pressed firmly on her tattooed bare pussy. She looked down as she pressed it in and said;
"Nice, I like someone who is smooth downstairs."
Talk about being aroused, that doesn't cover what, happened next. That's when she invited me to her wedding bash next week, she was marring Oliver someone she met at a club about a year ago and had more money than sense. It would be a 'New Age' wedding, turned out I was the only family member going.
Arrangement I was to meet Zachariah (Zac), photographer and wedding organiser, in reception and help him out with last minutes arrangements, he would also have a theme wedding outfit for me. My mind was running riot at the thought of going to a bad influence 'New Age' Swingers wedding.
Sandy had asked Zac to call in a favor for me from one of his clients. He managed to get me an interview for a summer job, in 'Rogering' an upmarket outfitter in the West End. Where you could buy tailor made shirts, trousers, underwear whatever, costing anything between £300 and several thousand. Their web site described their clientele as predominantly enlightened 'New Age' people, not sure what that meant but could guess.
I was their a few hours before show time, Zac was waiting with two cameras cross slung over him like a western gun slinger. The moment I walked over he took charge, first job was calibrating his camera's focus and light settings, this is when things started becoming interesting.
He asked me to take off my shirt, the girl's dresses were fleshy and showy, my bare chest would be used to calibrate camera focus and light settings, nobody about, off with my shirt and up and down the grand circular staircase I trekked being photographed and calibrated.
Next request was even more way out. The girls were also leggy and dresses very short, would I take off my trousers to get calibrations for the more shadowy leg areas. Standing in my black bikini briefs feeling self-conscious, still nobody about. Then we went into the room where the Service would be carried out and the Buffet room where I wandered about as he clicked away settings being locked away in the cameras memory.
Zac took me upstairs to one of the dressing rooms, at least I was now dressed, he knocked on the door, I could hear it unlocking as it opened. In I went to be confronted with Sandy and her two bridesmaids standing their naked apart from bright red bras struggling to contain their contents and red petite fig leave thong pants.
I was introduced to Sandy's two bridesmaids Abigale (Abby) and Rachael (Becky) then Alison who seemed a bit shy and mousey, looked cute though, sitting in the corner getting her hair done and makeup put on. Zac clicked away during the intros and when Alison came over in similar red bra and pants, we were then photographed together. I was the only one clothed.
A dressers came over handed me a suitcase box with 'Rogering' logo on it, containing my outfit. All I had on when the hair and makeup dresser took me over to their work station was a matching bright red thong. Zac finished his group photographs with all of us in matching underwear and makeup. Alison and I finished dressing first we were first on as party greeters.
When we went downstairs I was wearing shine-through, leg hugging trousers, Bolero shirt that you tied high up exposing your midriff, red open sandals and painted nails matching my shine through red thong. Alison's outfit was similar but with a high waist flaring micro skirt with her red bra and pants shining through. As we walked hand in hand down the grand circular stairway Zac videoed us capturing our shine-through underwear.
As guests arrived Alison and I did the greetings and guidance to their respective seats. Noticeable was the imbalance of male & female partners possibly the enlightened 'New Age' people? Bride and groom arrived with two Bridesmaid's and two Best Men who seemed engrossed in each other the way they held hands. Alison and I joined the wedding party as the Service was conducted, it was definitely 'New Age' it was more a legal speech delivered in a humorous way. Zac was bob bobbing about doing his camera thing.
Service finished we all headed to the drinks and buffet, Alison and I found a table and chatted about ourselves, I was to start accountancy college in three months, boring but my family want me to do it, Zac may have got me a summer job though. Alison had a job as a waitress in a club where Sandy, Abbey and Becky worked as dancers and she hoped to be dancer too. I asked what type of club is it and what type of dancing you want to do?
"It's a striptease club, I wanted to be a ballet dancer but couldn't afford to go three years to dance school. The money in the club will be much better too I just need to raise my profile, that's why I am here today the girls are helping me out."
