Story 15 #2
Gabby lay the dresses out and began talking Sarah through them. She kept losing her train of thought. She felt strangely flustered. There was just something about this woman, something truly captivating.
Every once in a while as she was talking she would cast a quick glance over toward Sarah. Her profile truly was striking. There was just something about this woman, something that had a strange effect on Gabby. She had never felt like this about a woman before.
She told herself that she was overreacting. This was just a beautiful woman, nothing more than that. And yet, she still couldn’t shake that feeling.
“OK, OK,” Sarah said, “I think I’m going to try this one on first.”
She picked a figure-hugging black dress. She picked it up, feeling the material between her fingers, and then went to get changed.
She took the dress out of the room to get changed. When she came back in, Gabby was stunned by what she saw. It was as though this dress had been made for Gabby all along, as though it was designed to fit her perfectly.
She was slender but this dress showed off curves that Gabby had not suspected that she had. The motion of her hips was a sight to behold. The dress seemed to push her breasts up - they might not be huge but they were a good size and shape and were accented by the dress.
Gabby stood there with her jaw hanging slightly open. Sarah walked the length of the room and back again. One long leg in front of the other.
Gabby through a quick glance over at Ben. He was sitting in an armchair watching. For a moment Gabby felt a stab of jealousy. Imagine having a woman like this, she thought to herself. Imagine lying next to that gorgeous body every single night. Imagine waking up next to it. Imagine holding it, moving your hands over it, and doing all of the things you wanted with it.
She felt slightly weak at the knees.
“What do you think?” Sarah asked.
“Very nice,” Ben replied, “but let’s ask the expert, eh?”
They both turned to Gabby. She felt as though there was an intensity to the way that they were looking at her. She felt as though they were looking into her soul and seeing something that she was barely able to confront herself.
She realized that she wasn’t saying anything - they were waiting for her to say something, and yet she stood there, silent.
“Well?” Sarah asked.
“Very nice,” Gabby said. Somehow this didn’t seem to be sufficient to her.
“I mean...you look beautiful,” she added.
Sarah turned around, showing off every single perfect part of her body. She twisted her body slightly to look down at her ass and that had the effect of somehow pulling the dress even tighter around her ass. It was exquisite. She looked as though she had been sculpted as a vision of perfection. Gabby was completely captivated by her. She wondered how this could get any better. She wondered just how good she would look in any of her other dresses. In her mind, she was already trying to decide which one she should choose next.
She thought about one of her red dresses. She thought about the bare shoulders, the bare back. She wondered how good that would look. She wanted to find out as soon as possible.
“OK,” Sarah said, “I think that’s a thumbs up for this one. What shall we go for next then?”
Gabby tried to act as casually as possible. She didn’t go straight for the red dress, she didn’t want to make it seem as though she had already been planning ahead, thinking about what she wanted to see Sarah wearing next.
“How about this one?” she said, picking it up.
“Looks good,” Sarah said. She flashed her a wicked little smile and for a moment Gabby was sure that there was some extra meeting in that smile. She felt as though Sarah was trying to send her a message of some sort, she just didn’t know what it was.
She looked over at Ben. It felt as though he was watching her rather than Gabby. His gaze was intense and she felt as though he wanted to see some kind of reaction from her. She didn't know what it was that they wanted from her. She was starting to get the strangest feeling - she felt as though they weren't all there to look at Sarah wearing dresses, but instead, the other two were watching her. She just didn't know what it was that they wanted from her.
Sarah took the dress. Gabby watched her as she walked away but she didn’t walk from the room this time. Instead, she stood in one corner with her back to Ben and Gabby. Gabby was watching her, unable to believe what was about to happen, even as it was unfolding before her.
Sarah stood there with her back to them. She looked over her shoulder, looking slowly from Ben to Gabby. It was as though she wanted to make sure that both of them were watching what she was about to do. Her eyes met Gabby’s and Gabby felt as though she should look away but somehow she couldn’t do it, she couldn’t turn her eyes from what she was seeing.
Sarah pulled the dress up over her head. She stretched her body out as she did so and it looked lean, lithe, her legs seeming to stretch to eternity.
She placed the dress on the back of a chair. As she turned to do so, Gabby got a glimpse of one of her breasts from the side. She thought that she saw a tiny flash of nipple, light brown on the porcelain of Sarah’s body.
She wasn’t wearing a bra. That had been obvious from the way that she wore that first dress, the way that it clung to her breasts.
Gabby could see the expanse of flawless, pale skin on her back. She could see the curve of her body, the way that it slimmed at her waist before curving back outward to her hips.
It was exquisite, perfection. It was as though she had been carved in the perfect image of a woman.
Then, there was her ass. She was wearing a black G-string that went down between her two, incredible, buttocks. They were like two peaches that Gabby suddenly wanted to bury her teeth in. She wanted to taste her, she wanted to take hold of them and see how they would feel in her hands.
And then there were those legs. Long, toned, svelte. The thighs looked so enticing, the way that they thinned as they continued down her body, there was something dizzying about it.
Did Sarah know what she was doing? Did she understand the effect that she was having on Gabby? Was this display all just for Ben’s benefit? Gabby wanted to look over at him to try and gauge his reaction but somehow she didn’t quite dare. She managed to sneak a quick sideways glance at him and looked away immediately because she saw that he was watching her, not Sarah.
This made her even more convinced that all of this was, in fact, being done to her for her benefit.
Sarah pulled the dress on. Even from behind it looked incredible on her.
She turned around. Gabby kept thinking about what her body had looked like from behind, almost completely naked, and somehow the dress only enhanced her beauty further.
Gabby felt hot, she felt as though her face was burning. She wondered if she was blushing. She wondered if it was obvious what effect Sarah was having on her.
No woman had ever done this to her before. She felt confused by all of it. There was a part of her that felt sure that something had to be about to happen, and when she told herself that all of this had to be in her mind, that nothing was really about to happen, she felt something akin to panic within her. What if she walked away from here without anything happening? Gabby felt as though she wouldn't be able to stand that.
Sarah looked at her.
“Well?” she said, “What do you think?”
Gabby opened her mouth, but no words came out. Sarah had a sardonic smile on her lips. She seemed to understand just what was going on here and she seemed to be enjoying it.
She began to walk toward Gabby, slowly. The sway of her hips - Gabby couldn’t be sure if that was exaggerated or if it was just the naturally seductive way in which she walked.
Her breasts bounced slightly with every step that she took. The tops of them were peaking out of her dress and the flesh seemed to quiver slightly as she walked.
She stood right in front of Gabby. She looked down at her - Gabby felt so small standing in front of her.
“Cat got your tongue?” Sarah asked, softly.
Still Gabby couldn’t answer.
Sarah reached out and took hold of Gabby’s chin. Gabby was already looking up at her, her head tilted back, but Sarah tilted it slightly further back, her thumb running back and forth over her chin.
Gabby could feel her heart pounding. She was sure that it must be so loud that Sarah would hear it.
“Don’t be shy, sweetie,” Sarah said, “there’s no reason for that. Not here.”
Gabby didn’t know what she was supposed to do. She was sure that something was about to happen now. All that she could do was wait to see just what it would be. She didn’t feel as though she could react in any way. All of this was happening to her and she felt as though her involvement was passive - at least for now.
Sarah bent down to her slowly. Gabby could see her face coming closer.
Sarah’s eyes closed and then her lips were on Gabby’s. She kissed her once, gently, and then raised her face slightly to look down into Gabby’s face.
Gabby felt as though her insides were melting. The touch of Sarah’s lips on hers had been exquisite.
She exhaled, slowly. She wanted to lick her lips to see if she could taste Sarah there but she resisted the temptation.
Then she remembered just where she was. She remembered the man - the husband - sitting in the corner of the room. She felt a panic seize her. She turned to look at Ben, expecting to see him looking on in anger, but he was still just sitting there with the same smile on his face.
Sarah turned Gabby’s face back to look at hers.
“Don’t worry about him,” she said, “He likes to watch.”
Those words echoed in Gabby’s ears. She felt as though she was finally starting to understand what was happening here.