Debbie couldn't believe it. She had the house completely to herself. Her husband was on an extended business trip, and her kids left yesterday for summer camps. She was standing in the kitchen sipping on her coffee when her silence was interrupted by a rushed tapping on the kitchen door. Looking up she saw her neighbor Karen, and she waved her in. Karen was all excited, but for different reasons. Karen's husband worked with Debbie's and they would be gone for almost three weeks. For Karen this meant unlimited partying, while Debbie was looking forward to an extended period of calmness. Something you don't get with two young kids running around the house.
"Come on girl! You aren't going to spend your first day of complete freedom in the kitchen are you" Karen said as she poured herself a cup of coffee and stood beside Debbie.
"No, I was thinking about stripping the beds and washing the sheets, and maybe having another cup of coffee."
"Oh please Deb.. Our husbands are gone, your rug rats are off terrorizing someone else for a couple weeks, and we are free to get our crazy on."
"Hey, you haven't seen me wash sheets. I can get pretty wild and crazy."
"Come on, don't be like that. At least come with me to lunch. You can keep me out of trouble."
"Karen, I know you. I don't think the entire Marine Corps could keep you out of trouble. You would probably corrupt them."
"MMMMM, That sounds like fun." Karen chuckled. "Just lunch Debbie. If I end up calling you to bail me out of jail you will feel bad that you didn't go."
"Okay, okay, I'll go. I just have to find something to wear."
"Great!" Karen said as she gave Debbie a hug. "I'll see you in a couple hours." Karen went out the back door thinking to herself that Debbie could find something to wear, but she would talk her into wearing something else far sexier than Debbie would pick out.
Debbie stood in the kitchen shaking her head. She loved Karen like a little sister, but her wild side scared Debbie at times. Debbie was very attractive, Shoulder length blond hair, a very nice body that she spent several hours a week working on, and her long legs that always got more attention than she liked. Karen on the other hand was five years younger, shoulder length jet black hair that only emphasized her Asian heritage. However her body was anything but typical Asian. She had a pair of D cup breasts that a lot of their female friends thought were store bought, but Debbie had seen them enough while they changed clothes to know they were the original equipment. The big difference between Karen and Debbie was that Karen enjoyed the attention her body got, and dressed to get noticed. While Debbie knew she had a hot body, but she got nervous when too many people noticed, especially guys.
Just before noon Karen breezed through Debbie's kitchen door without knocking. That is knocking on the door. She definitely was in the mood to knock Debbie's choice of an outfit for lunch. "Come on Debbie. Dress up some. Show off that hot body you spend so much time working on at the gym."
Debbie just looked at Karen and sighed. "Oh please Karen. I'm not like you. I don't want to put everything out there for guys to drool over." As soon as the words came out of her mouth Debbie wished she could take them back. "I don't mean it that way. You're just so much more comfortable with your body. While I'm comfortable with my body, I'm not comfortable with the attention some guys give me."
After some grumbling Debbie agreed to let Karen pick something from her closet for her to wear. At first Karen wanted to go with a thin white shirt, but no bra, and Debbie shot her down. Then being creative karen grabbed a sexy white bustier and suggested Debbie wear it under the white shirt. At first Debbie was reluctant, but she always liked how it made her feel, and besides, nobody would see it. Then they went hunting for a skirt. Karen found a skirt that hugged Debbie's hips more than she realized. Debbie was about to reach for a pair of panty hose when Karen stopped her and told her to use the garters that cam with the bustier. Once again using the rationale that nobody would see them she agreed. Karen even got down on her knees in front of Debbie helping her fit the stockings. Debbie felt a little funny but decided that Karen had seen her naked as many times as she had see Karen naked. Debbie did get a chill when when Karen's hand slipped between her legs and caressed her thigh right above the stocking.
Finally they were dressed and headed to the city for lunch. Debbie would never say anything to Karen, but she did feel sexy with the clothes Karen had picked out for her. Karen drove and parked in a parking garage and suggested they walk. That was okay with Debbie as it was a beautiful early summer day and the breeze felt refreshing. As they walked Debbie felt the stares of the men they passed, but she also knew that Karen was the object of these stares. As usual Karen had made sure that her best physical attributes were on display. She had on a sundress that showed off her full breasts, and short enough to show off those legs she earned in spin class.
After they had been out for about half an hour Debbie had to admit that she was having fun. It was even kinda fun the way guys would smile at them and try to look without being obvious, but fail miserably at it. Then Karen wanted to go into one more store before finding some lunch. The fact that this was an antique store made Debbie happy. She had a love for these type places. Old and musty, but with so many beautiful items. Karen and Debbie spent almost an hour looking around the store. There was just something about it that made her want to stay in there.
The old lady who ran the store asked if she could help with anything, and Debbie looked at her and said "I feel like I want everything. It is all so beautiful. I never knew this place was here."
The old lady thanked her and she kept showing them around and telling them about the different pieces. Finally she asked if she could get them something to drink and Karen and Debbie both said yes at the same time. She disappeared into the back and came back with a pitcher of ice cold lemonade. She poured the lemonade for the two ladies and they both drank down the sweet, yet sour mixture, and politely asked for another glass. The old lady smiled and filled two more glasses, which the ladies made fast work of again.
"My God! That is the best lemonade I have ever had." Debbie exclaimed. "What is in it?"
The old lady explained that it wasn't the lemonade, it was the antique pitcher it was in. Well this sold Debbie and she had to have the pitcher and the glasses. She kept asking the lady how much, until she finally sold it to Debbie. After Debbie paid for it, her and Karen headed off to lunch. Once out of the store Debbie made a comment about how hot it had gotten and unbuttoned two buttons on her white shirt. While this wouldn't normally be noticeable, with the bustier pushing her full breasts up she was now showing as much cleavage as Karen.