''Put your shirt back on.'' Fai did up the buttons, her fingers grazed Paula's skin, making Paula's naked nipples protrude more through the fabric. Fai had selected a mini skirt, black and helped Paula put it on. As Paula looked in the mirror she watched the flared-out design of the skirt and the way it flowed with her body movements. Fai knelt, fiddled with the hem and admired the way Paula looked. ''The guys are going to love you,'' murmured Fai. ''Your knickers could be more alluring ... want to change them?''
''Into what!'' Paula already looked stunning. ''Anyway, I'm not going to show the others my panties.''
''Trust me, when you sit and cross your legs you will show for a second your knickers. The slower you cross your legs the more everyone will see. My advice? Wear these.'' Fai produced a pair with the label still attached. ''These white ones are from Agent Provocateur, I've been saving them for a special time, try them.'' As she said this, Paula let Fai slide her old panties down and she automatically stepped out of them. Fai cut the price tag on the new pair, knelt down again and Paula stepped into them to let Fai pull the panties up.
''Oh my God,'' said Paula. She felt the silky texture, the lace lightly in touch with her pussy. ''They're far too sexy! Look at my bush, you can see through the lace.''
''Hey, darling Paula. Nobody is going to see your beautiful pussy unless you want them to. Love the way you have a one-inch landing strip.'' Fai giggled and stood. ''Here ... let's have a hug.''
Paula felt better. ''Suppose the guys want to hug me? Or want me to take my top off?''
''You're in charge. My husband will drool ... so will Dan. Ha ha. Look at how your nipples press against your shirt.''
''Oh my, I can see the outline of my boobs. Is this going to be ok, Fai?''
''I'll be with you. Besides, I know you want to show off your body.'' Fai picked up Paula's discarded knickers and looked at the damp area. ''It doesn't lie.'' Fai laughed and threw the knickers on the bed. ''Let's go and flaunt it.''
They entered the lounge, Fai holding her hand and conversation stopped for a couple of seconds before everyone spoke at once. There was much cooing and compliments as she hugged Carol first, then Stu and Dan, and finally Pete. He held on extra long and whispered how fabulous she looked. ''Are you sure, Pete? I'm doing this for you, darling.'' She didn't understand whether her words were the truth or a need to have Pete support her. In the background of her mind remained a simple truth that upstairs, as Fai transformed her, Paula wanted it. Was it the admiration of the others that she craved? she had debated to herself upstairs. But why had her knickers, discarded on Fai's bed, told its own story, gave away her inner feelings, her desires, her needs? Downstairs, as the centre of attention, she leaned on Pete and promised she'd do nothing without his support.
With drinks in hand, they all made a toast - ''to the lady who made our holiday'' - although Paula couldn't believe they really thought that. The guys, including Pete, had their phones out to take photos. Dan wanted her to undo the button of her shirt to ''reveal a bit more'' he said. She covered her mouth in embarrassment but let Carol intervene to stand in front of her, a quick released of the button, followed by Carol's hands on her shoulders and a kiss on her mouth. ''Couldn't resist that, Paula.''
The kiss lingered with Paula. She ran her tongue along her upper lip and the guys took photos. Fai and Carol looked on from the side. They held hands. Pete winked his approval at the attention she was getting. It felt good. Pete knelt and had his phone low to take an upward shot. She twirled and knew the skirt would flare out to reveal her panties. They all laughed.
''Hey,'' said Stu, ''come and sit here ... on my lap.'' He had flopped down into one of the upholstered armchairs, supported with a couple of cushions. His hands opened out in an invitation. With more time she would have debated whether to do that but she heard Pete say ''good idea'' which gave her encouragement.
She perched on Stu's knee, her legs together. Dan asked her to lean back but Paula knew that she shouldn't be going this far. It would show her panties. ''No way!'' she laughed with the others but Stu was rubbing her back, her neck, an area she loved - how did he know? She almost closed her eyes but Pete must have seen her wavering for he was there in front of her, leaning in to kiss her. His lips were strong and she opened her mouth to him. Nothing was said in the room as the others watched. Stu's hands came around to her ribs and gently pulled her back. It seemed easier to break the kiss with her husband and melt fully back into Stu's lap. Pete had one hand on his phone to take a photo while his other hand eased open her legs.
''Oh wow,'' exclaimed Pete. ''You have somebody else's panties on.''
'' Let's see,'' said Dan.
Paula chuckled at the two boys in front of her, ogled between her legs. Fai came and sat on the armrest next to her and put her hand on Paula's shoulder as she snuggled up to Stu, her husband. Fai's hand gently kept her in place, unable, unwilling to move as Fai kissed Stu. She said to him, ''You're a naughty man ... but I love you.'' Meanwhile, Paula's eyes settled on Pete who was stroking his hands up her bare, suntanned thighs while her legs moved of their own accord wider. What did she care? she thought. Later, Pete could take her to bed. Paula felt so sexy aided by Stu's hands as they held her under her breasts, his thumbs rubbing through the shirt cotton. Looking down, her nipples were clearly enlarged, straining at the shirt, Stu's fingers were dangerously close to the darker area around her nipple, the areola.
Pete appeared to be transfixed by the lace covering her pussy and she had a silent bet that her husband was longing to touch it. Dan took another photo. Without knowing why Paula spread her legs to give the guys an eyeful. Pete gasped, ''It shows everything ... you're damp as well, darling.''
''Oh, alright then,'' said Paula. Did it matter that the whole room knew she was aroused? Relaxing into Stu's lap, she felt her whole body less tense, less formal to the point where she didn't mind if her legs stayed open. ''I guess you guys have seen my bikini bottoms for two weeks - what difference does it make?''
Fai's small fingers pulled aside Paula's dark hair. Paula looked up at her. Before she could wonder if Fai's kiss was as good as Carol's a few minutes ago, she watched and, as if in slow motion, Fai lean down and stroked her lips along Paula's. An invitation to open her mouth was there as Paula breathed in. She knew her hips had been moved and presumed Pete must have pulled her towards him - and this would show all her panties but her senses at that moment were on Fai. Opening her mouth was easy for Paula and Fai responded. How long they kissed, she couldn't tell, their tongues exploring, exploring teeth, exploring lips. The room had gone quiet.
Other senses came to the fore - Stu was undoing all the buttons on her shirt and pulled it from under her mini skirt to expose her breasts. Without needing to see, Paula felt the open air around her boobs. Was Stu holding them? She preferred not to look as someone's hands caressed her. Sucking Fai's tongue was Paula's wish, although she'd never kissed any other woman or even thought about it.
Paula felt lips against the gusset of her panties, licking through the lace. Pete was there, it had to be him doing this so it must be ok. Fai's hand cupped Paula's chin and whispered, ''May I kiss your breasts?'' They looked into each other's eyes, the intense desire showed in Fai's eyes. It only took a nod from Paula and she felt Fai shift her position to kneel next to the chair.
''Pete.'' Her voice sounded strange laced with sex. ''Is this ok?'' It was still possible to untangle herself, to quietly pull the others away, to stand, to straighten her skirt. Pete appeared in her vision, leaned over and kissed her. ''Yes.'' His tone had authority in it, an unspoken requirement to trust him. They looked at each other without moving. Dan - it had to be Dan now - was kissing the inside of her thighs, holding her right leg higher off the ground.
Without breaking eye contact she said to Pete, ''Dan has his fingers touching my butt, my ass hole, I know it, Pete.'' She blinked, then a spasm hit her as Fai sucked her nipple. The ache for more pushed her head back against Stu, her head next to him, his hand on her chin turned her to face him. The closeness of their faces made it easy to kiss, a slight twist of her body and Stu was French kissing her. She bucked in reply to Fai's attention to her nipple.
An out-of-body experience took over Paula. Her panties were being pulled down her thighs but the rougher hands of Dan were now replaced with smoother, softer hands, and longer nails which scrapped delightfully along her inner legs, such that Paula knew it was Carol. Paula was past caring about anything. She wanted them, all of them, including Fai and Carol.
And Carol had exactly the right technique to spring an orgasm on Paula. As Paula kissed Stu she felt Carol's face between her legs, Paula's skirt up around her waist, those fingernails of Carol penetrating Paula's outer folds but it was the casual lick of her pussy that set her off. She cried into Stu's mouth, held down by Fai who sucked her nipples and all Paula could do was climax. Did she squirt, she couldn't tell. Stu broke his kiss to give her air.
She expected to find everyone still dressed but Pete and Dan were naked, both with erections. Carol came into vision, blew Paula a kiss and reached for Pete's hand. Paula wanted him to enjoy himself. Dan came over and took Fai's hand - they stood and kissed before he started to undress her.
