Caprice opened her wardrobe door, she needed to find something extra special to wear to this party. It was her friend, Zobia's thirtieth birthday party. Caprice sighed as she went through her clothes. She had lost weight since her break up with Toby, and nothing was going to fit her anymore. She had gone from a voluptuous size 14 to a firm and toned size 12. She knew that she had needed to lose some weight, but this was not they way to do it, she had taken their break up very badly. Caprice was glad, however, she had not lost any weight in her breasts, they had stayed firm. Toby had loved to touch her nipples and drive her wild, he had loved her breasts.
Toby, where did it all go so wrong she thought. Well of course she knew, he had been driving her crazy about a threesome and she had always refused, although she had fantasised about touching a woman, doing it was another thing entirely. She could not really get her head around it. However, she was very attracted to Zobia, and had often fantasised about how she would love to kiss, touch and caress her. She often visualised her naked, and it turned her on immensely. Zobia was a very sexy girl, she had long legs to die for, full breasts, and her face was really pretty. However, Caprice knew she would jeopardise their friendship if anything happened, and she would never want to do that.
Caprice recalled she had been sent home early from work, she had tried to carry on with her meetings, but her summer cold was getting the better of her, she just wanted to get into bed with her magazines and sleep it off. She knew Toby was at work, so it would just be her and her cats, bliss she thought.
As she approached the front door of their flat, she was sure she heard giggling. Maybe Toby had left the radio on, how many times had she told him about that? How she wished it were true, for as she went into the lounge, she found Toby naked on the sofa, being serviced by two glamorous women. Both women were wearing nothing but stockings and suspenders, one of them was sucking his cock and the other one was rubbing her tits in his face. What was worse, she thought afterwards, that the women were very sexy with amazing bodies. Caprice was horrified, and a nasty scene ensued. Of course, she never saw Toby again after that, but much to her annoyance, the vision of the two women turned her on.
Enough of these thoughts, she said to herself, I really will have to go shopping, and in her lunch hour she found herself in the back streets of Soho. It was not her normal shopping haunt, but she wanted something really sexy for Zobia's party. She had heard that Toby was going to be there, and wanted to show him what he missed out on. Of course, she had heard he was now seeing someone else, but she was going to knock them dead at the party.
She had been eyeing up the leather dress for over a week now. It was a low cut halter neck, in black of course, and very short. She had passed the shop every day last week, and knew she had to have it, it was almost as though the dress was saying "pick me, pick me".
Once inside the shop she began looking at the dress on the mannequin. It really was very revealing and quite slutty, but for once Caprice decided to throw caution to the wind, and asked the sales assistant if they had it in a size 10.
Zena was glad of a customer, she was so bored. She had thought working in an erotic dress shop would be exciting, but all she had seemed to attract were middle aged men, on the pretence that they were looking for an outfit for their wives. Zena had her suspicions that was not entirely true. For she saw the way they looked her up and down with that leering look when they came into the shop. Some of them even had the cheek to ask her to model the outfits! As if she would be interested in them, she laughed to herself, for she was 26, let them dream, she thought. However, sometimes she used her feminine persuasion to get them to part with their money. She had enticed one man to buy a very sexy outfit which she knew his wife would never see, let alone wear. She had persuaded him into buying it, by breaking her own golden rule of not modelling any of the clothes. The man's face was a picture as Zena came out of the changing room in a tight revealing see-through maid's outfit. Zena really tried her best not to stare, but the man had such a massive erection trying to break free of his trousers, it was hard not to. Oh well, a sale is a sale, she laughed to herself.