CHAPTER TWENTY
Craig and Cheryl travelled home together. Cheryl prepared the food then went upstairs to get showered and changed. As she opened her wardrobe Cheryl thought about what she should wear. She was serving the food Cheryl thought to herself so therefore she should wear servant's clothes. Cheryl saw her French Maid outfit and smiled. It was perfect Cheryl mused before grabbing it and heading for the shower.
Cheryl got out of the shower and put on her French Maid's outfit. She wore no bra or panties, Cheryl did not feel the need. She looked at herself in the mirror, Cheryl felt so sexy. Her tits were practically falling out of her top and the skirt was so short she would no doubt be showing off her cunt and ass whenever she bent over.
There was a doubt in her mind as to whether she should wear such an outfit with Mick coming for dinner. He was such a pervert after all and Cheryl knew Craig would not be happy with her outfit but it just felt so right. Cheryl went down the stairs and into the kitchen where Craig was keeping an eye on the dinner.
"Hi darling, how's it going?" Said Cheryl strutting in with her five inch high heels on. Craig turned around to see Cheryl dressed up as a French Maid.
"Fuck, nooooooooooooo Cheryl, you can't possibly wear that, not with that dirty pervert Mick coming round," Craig pleaded.
"Oh Craig, don't be such a prude. I thought as I was serving you tonight I should wear servant's clothes. There's nothing wrong with a bit of fun," explained Cheryl.
"But Mick will see you dressed up in a fantasy outfit, I mean where did you get that?" Asked Craig.
"In a sex shop Craig but that doesn't matter, I don't know I just feel like wearing it tonight," replied Cheryl. Craig knew exactly why Cheryl felt like wearing it, once again he felt so helpless. He knew there was nothing he could say to change Cheryl's mind.
Just then the doorbell rang, it was obviously Mick. "I don't like it Cheryl but I guess I can't stop you. Just don't go flaunting your body in front of the dirty pervert."
"I won't darling," agreed Cheryl as Craig went to answer the door.
"Hi Mick come on in," said Craig.
"Hi Craig," replied Mick following Craig into the living room.
Cheryl entered the living room and stood on parade for Mick, "Bonjour Mick," she said teasingly.
Mick just leered up and down Cheryl's body. Perfect he thought to himself. Cheryl's tits looked amazing barely constrained against her top and her long legs looked great in her tiny skirt and five-inch heels.
Cheryl could not help pushing her tits out for closer inspection, something Mick did without any invitation. Craig noticed this and clenched his knuckles trying to withhold his anger.
"Hi Cheryl, great outfit, nice to see you dressing up to show off your hot body," said Mick.
Cheryl felt embarrassed. She couldn't resist teasing Mick with her body but at the same time she thought he was a dirty pervert and she hated him. She did not know what was making her act like an exhibitionist but she knew she couldn't stop it.
"This is for Craig, not you Mick, now what do you want to drink?" Asked Cheryl.
"I'll have a glass of white wine Cheryl," requested Mick. Cheryl nodded and went to get the drinks leaving Craig and Mick alone in the living room.
Mick sat down, "Mmmmmmmmm, Cheryl looks hot Craig. She's such a cockteasing slut isn't she," mocked Mick.
"Fuck off Mick, don't talk about my girlfriend in that way otherwise I will chuck you out," warned Craig.
Mick smiled, "I don't think so Craig. The fun's just beginning."
Cheryl walked back into the room carrying a bottle of wine and three glasses. She put the glasses down on the table in front of Mick then bent over pouring the wine out. Cheryl's cleavage was now clearly on view for Mick. Cheryl's tits were big and Mick looked straight down her huge cleavage. He lusted after Cheryl's tits so much and could not wait to get hold of them.
Cheryl got up and turned to Craig giving him a glass before bending over and pouring his drink slowly. Mick saw Cheryl's skirt ride up her legs. He feasted his eyes on her sexy ass. It was so hot and Mick was fantasising over fucking it, a fantasy he knew that would come true in the next couple of hours.
Cheryl strutted out of the room back to the kitchen. Mick looked at Craig again, "No bra or panties again either Craig. Cheryl's determined to put on a sexy little show for me."
"I know you've made her wear the outfit Mick, I wish you'd just leave Cheryl alone," said Craig with a tinge of desperation in his voice.
Mick laughed, "No Craig, you've got it wrong, it's me that gets the wishes."
Just as Craig was going to continue arguing with Mick, Cheryl called out that dinner was ready. Craig got up with Mick following into the dining room and sat down. Cheryl brought out the food, once again bending over in front of Mick. Mick made it absolutely obvious he was checking out Cheryl's ass as her skirt rode up her legs.
Craig, Mick and Cheryl sat down to dinner. All the time Mick was checking Cheryl's body out. He was teasing himself, he knew he was minutes away from having Cheryl lust after him but was dragging it out until dinner was finished.
Craig could see Mick blatantly checking out his girlfriend but every time he caught Mick's eye he just smiled and ogled Cheryl even more blatantly.
Craig and Cheryl finished dinner rather swiftly, trying to get the evening finished as quickly as possible but Mick took his time. Eventually he cleared his plate.
"Have you finished now?" Asked Cheryl.