Chapter 20:My tits don’t look as good as yours in this.

“There you go, fresh coffee. There’s none better in the State.” Lucy smiled and lifted her cup toward herself, taking a quick sip to hide her flustered state. “Where did you get that dress, Lucy? It’s… I don’t know, but I have to have one.”

Lucy took another sip of coffee, collecting herself. This was country she was well able to handle herself in; fashion. “There’s a little leather shop up on the third floor. It’s easy to miss… I could take you up there, maybe, after our coffee?” she glanced at Michael to see if he agreed.

“If Cherry’s free,” he said, “I’ve got no plans.”

Cherry’s eyes flicked down to the inside curves of Lucy’s breasts visible through the hole in her dress. “I’d love to,” she said.

The shop was a small clothing shop with a half-dozen leather outfits ranging from full suits of clothes to skimpy bra-and-brief sets in the window. The clothing obscured the view of much of the interior, so Cherry had to take Lucy’s word that she was not being taken to a sex shop. Once inside, the smell of new leather assailed their nostrils and Cherry breathed it deep into her lungs, gaining an appreciative look from both Lucy and Michael. The shop was simply filled with racks of leather coats, leather dresses, leather bodices, leather pants; leather of all kinds, black and coloured, for the delight and enhancement of those who liked leather.

“Now,” Cherry began, “where did that dress come from.”

“Oh, you don’t really want a dress like this,” Lucy told her. “It won’t look good. You need something to really show off what you’ve got…” And with that she dived into the racks, followed by a bemused Cherry. Michael wandered toward the back of the store, to where there were a couple of changing rooms with a seat outside them.

The girl who was looking after the shop nodded politely to him. “They’ll probably be a while, from the sound of it,” she said.

“I suspect you’re right,” Michael replied. He settled into as comfortable a position as possible, while she went back to studying the rather large textbook she had been reading. From time to time they could here an ‘ooh’ or an ‘ah’ from the two shoppers. Finally, they emerged carrying half a rack of outfits and Cherry was bundled into the changing room to try everything on.

The first outfit was a copy of the dress Lucy was wearing, which Cherry had insisted on trying even if Lucy thought it would not look as good. Cherry emerged a minute or two later wearing the dress and looking miserable. “You’re right,” she whined. “My tits don’t look as good as yours in this.”

Lucy prinked over to the older girl like a gazelle that is happy with the day. “Never mind. Try something else on,” and she pushed the next outfit into Cherry’s arms and pushed her back behind the curtain.

Next was a bustier-style dress that hugged her body all the way down to just above mid-thigh. The built-in cups pushed her breasts up and out and Michael was reasonably sure that Cherry’s nipples were barely hidden by the leather. He smiled appreciatively, but Lucy was not so impressed. “Not bad, but I think we can do better.”

Cherry nodded. “I look a bit, well, plumped up,” she said. Michael, who rather liked the plumped up quality, could not understand this, but a new outfit was needed.

It took another four goes before they were happy and the shop girl was ringing up the total on her till. “Are you sure you don’t want me to bag that for you?” she asked as she took Cherry’s credit card.

“No, I think I’ll wear it. I could use a bag to put my other clothes in.” The shop girl handed over the bag with a vague look of ‘no way would I be seen in public wearing that’ on her face. Cherry, however, had a flush to her face that suggested that her earlier statement about not having sex in public was undergoing a revision.

Michael had to admit that the new outfit looked very overtly sexy. Her top was a halter design with a Velcro-fixed choker neck. The back was low, and a side zip ensured that it fitted tightly around her ribs. The front had a long slit from the choker neck down almost to the hem, and Cherry’s magnificent breasts were pressed into two beautiful globes by the fabric. To go with the top, the two women had picked a pair of shorts that really deserved the name. They were cut low across her hips and high across her bottom. They were fantastically tight and there was a zip that ran from the waistband down a strategically useful distance up the back. It was recessed enough in the leather to make it difficult to see, but not impossible. Every man who spotted it would be mentally unzipping it. What Michael knew and they would not was that the zip was two way.

Michael watched as the two girls walked out of the shop ahead of him. Lucy’s hips twitched from side to side as she walked, swinging the fringe of her dress away from her legs. The almost bare flesh of Cherry’s ass flexed under her shorts hardening Michael’s cock with every stride. By now the only thought on his mind was how fast he could get the two of them to a bed.

As they walked into the more public areas of the wall Michael speeded up, cut between the two women, and wrapped an arm around each. His left hand, holding onto Cherry, rested on bare flesh which he began stroking lightly. Cherry let out a soft sigh and then suddenly jerked away. “Oh, Victoria’s Secret. They’ve got these new bras out that I want to try on.” She was swinging into the shop before Michael and Lucy could think.

The new bra was a French blue balconette design in stretch lace. Cherry grabbed a matching thong and headed toward the changing rooms. “Lucy, could you come and make sure this fits me okay?” she asked.