Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  “Phil says we can’t do the outside shots this morning as had been discussed, so we’ll be working indoors instead. If the weather picks up we’ll move outdoors this afternoon. Okay, Bill?”

  Bill looked at the weather and agreed. He had been looking forward to Phil’s plans for the outside shoot but he agreed that the weather wasn’t up to it.

  “Come on, girls. Phil wants the three of us showered and downstairs in forty minutes. Just put your toweling robes on, the clothes for the shoot are waiting for us.”

  With that Lizzie dropped an elegant curtsey that made her boobs spill out of the top of the costume and turned and flounced off. She put a huge amount of effort into the walk, too, and the other girls looked at each other and shrugged.

  “It’s okay, girls, the shower is big enough for both of you, so you go ahead while I shave.” Bill obviously was looking for his own private show before the shoot started. Still, it was his house.

  * * * *

  While Susie and Carrie were drying their hair, Bill slipped downstairs to help Phil, giving Lizzie the chance to sneak in to talk to her friends.

  “You seem happy, babes.” Susie said to her smiling friend.

  “I am. Phil has decided to change the contracts for us. After this weekend there is no coercion. He’ll just pay us the going rate instead.”

  “You mean we won’t have to do this after tomorrow?” Carrie’s face was lit up with hope.

  “That’s right! But, of course, if we don’t we still have to find the rent money.”

  “Ah…”

  Carrie’s face fell again.

  “Face it, girl, you enjoyed yourself yesterday, didn’t you?” Susie interjected and Carrie had to nod in agreement.

  “And last night?” this time Susie giggled as she said it.

  Lizzie raised an eyebrow, and Susie held up five fingers and pointed at Carrie and flashed five and then three for herself. Carrie smiled.

  “Believe us, we didn’t get much sleep.”

  “It was that good?”

  “No, it was better!” said Susie and Carrie blushed as she nodded in agreement.

  “And then he watched us do it again in the shower.”

  Finally ready, the three girls made their way downstairs and Phil called them over into the front room immediately to the left of the stairway.

  Inside the lights were all set up and there were three clothes racks lined up along one wall behind the lights. Each was marked by a card with one of their names on it and there were several outfits hanging on each rail. Phil rubbed his hands together and smiled at them.

  “Right, girls! Good morning. This morning we are going to do a series of quick change shoots. I want you to put an outfit on and then, quite a lot quicker than you are used to, you take it off in front of the camera. Bill knows the sequence required and will assist you. Whilst I am taking one of you the others are going to be getting ready. Lizzie, you’re first so… ”

  She went over to the rack with her name on it and Bill held out a hanger containing a simple thin shoestring mini dress with a pair of matching transparent panties. She took the hanger from him and flinched slightly as he leaned in and undid the bow on the robe allowing it to fall open, revealing her nakedness in an instant. Bill was standing very close to her and, brushing the two open sides of the robe apart, took the hanger back from her and smiled. She simply shrugged her shoulders and the robe fell to the floor behind her, revealing her fully naked body to the eyes of the two men yet again.

  He refrained from touching her as she slipped the panties off the hooks on the hanger and then drew them slowly up her legs. She was aware that Phil was a little impatient behind her but decided to draw out the tease for her own amusement. She took the dress and, raising her hands, dropped it over her head letting its thin silkiness caress her skin. The sheer sensuality and novelty of actually getting dressed in front of such an audience caused a reaction and, by the time she had tugged and pulled the dress into place, her nipples were obvious protrusions under the fabric.

  Bill smiled at her and pointed down at the bottom of the rack. There were a pair of four inch heels waiting for her to slip her feet into and, as she began to bend to reach for them, he held his hand out to stop her. She was amazed as he dropped to his knees in front of her and, taking hold of her left calf, exerted just enough pressure to get her to shift her balance and lift the foot off the ground. The hand on her leg caressed her calf as he brought the high heeled shoe underneath the raised foot and slowly, sensuously, buckled it across the top of her foot. Both hands caressed her ankle for a moment before the same gentle pressure was applied to her other leg and the process repeated.

  Lizzie felt somewhat precarious and unstable as she tried to stand and balance in these heels, a good inch higher than any she had ever tried to wear before—they felt like stilts. The other girls noticed the effect the heels had on Lizzie’s legs and Susie pursed her lips in appreciation at the sight.

  “You rock in those babes!”

  Lizzie was feeling good about herself anyway, the conversation with Phil the night before had changed her outlook on life a bit, and the compliment from her friend meant a lot to her. Now she slowly made her way over to where Phil stood waiting with a gentle smile on his face.

  “I agree with Susie, you look incredible, Lizzie.”

  He was rewarded with a beaming natural smile and she really looked radiant. Phil quickly brought the camera up to his face and shot a couple of pictures off before the sun faded.

  “Stand here in front of the window, please, Lizzie. That’s good.”

  There was a sharp intake of breath all round the room as both girls, as well as the men, realized the shot Phil could now take. The sun had broken through the clouds and, low in the sky, was streaming into the room. Lizzie was back lit but the sheer fabric of the dress allowed every contour to show through, outlined in gauze.

  “Stand there and turn from side to side, please. Good. Now spread your feet out slightly. Good. Let one strap slip down off your shoulder. Good.”

  As the patter took over and Lizzie relaxed in front of the camera, Bill beckoned Carrie over to her rail. Having watched what happened to Lizzie, she simply shed the robe as she crossed the room to him. He smiled at her and held up a simple pale blue bra and panty set together with some white hold-up gossamer-thin stockings. Instead of allowing Carrie, as he had with Lizzie, to take each item and dress herself, Bill was taking a more direct involvement this time. He took the panties off the hanger and held them open at floor level for Carrie to step into.

  Bearing in mind the ménage a trios from the night before, this was not entirely new territory for her but she still sucked her bottom lip as he slowly drew the item up her smooth legs. He spent a fairly considerable amount of time adjusting the panties to his exact satisfaction, getting several, not even surreptitious, feels in the process. The intimate touching coupled with the vivid memories of the night before caused Carrie’s body to respond, and she knew her just covered pussy slit was moist and that much more of this kind of treatment would leave a wet spot on them before she got in front of the camera. Bill took hold of the bra, turning her round as he fastened it. She turned back to him and again he spent a couple of minutes adjusting her meagre breasts into the precise shape within the bra he wanted. Again, several feels, and her nipples were also responding to the stimulation.

  He dropped to his knees and stretched out one of the stockings, looking up at her expectantly. Obligingly she lifted one foot off the floor and extended her leg, toe first, towards him whilst holding onto the rail for support. The pattern repeated itself with each leg as he first caressed the stocking into place before fussing around with the mid-thigh area, ostensibly adjusting it, and then placing a pair of the four inch stilettos on her feet. Satisfied, he stood up and admired his handiwork. There was now definitely a wet patch on the front of her panties; the stimulation had had its effect on both of them as she could see by the way his hard-on tented the front of
his trousers.

  “Ready, Carrie?”

  Phil called as a naked Lizzie reappeared in the area, carrying the clothes she had just removed in front of the camera. Carrie made her way over to Phil who smiled at her but couldn’t avoid a comment about her aroused state.

  “I can see you’re ready, sweetie. Please stand where Lizzie was. Thanks.”

  Bill looked at Susie and she didn’t even wait for him—just dropped the robe and walked across the room to her rail. He held up a thin red lacy negligee for her and, she suddenly realized, nothing else. Just as with Carrie, it was a very hot and bothered Susie who turned to see how far Carrie was with her shoot. Bill stood close behind her, softly caressing her bum, as she saw that Carrie was now topless and pulling hard on one nipple with the fingers of one hand while the other was buried deep inside the panties as she masturbated frenziedly.

  “Turn and face the window, please, Carrie. Keep doing what you are doing. Good. Keep doing it.”

  Phil was edging towards the doorway and suddenly dashed at high speed to the front door, opened it and dashed outside. The next thing the two girls watching saw was Phil focusing his camera through the window at Carrie who was now facing the window whilst her busy fingers were bringing herself closer and closer to an orgasm. Bill suddenly stepped into Phil’s view from outside and simply reached out to Carrie’s waist, pulling the panties down to her knees. Her eyes flew open and she realized that Phil was outside, shooting her voyeur style through the window. As Bill stepped back out of shot the extra stimulation, and possibly humiliation, was too much for her and Carrie was the first of the girls to cream in front of the camera today. She sagged backward against a chair but her fingers were still languidly fondling her soaking wet slit and the other hand had not stopped alternatively pinching and caressing her nipples.

  Phil came back inside and signaled Susie to take Carrie’s place in front of the window. As she passed him, she whispered something in his ear and he nodded to her. She immediately moved closer to the window than either of her friends had and posed while Phil took a couple of shots before disappearing outside again.

  Bill, in the meantime, had helped Lizzie into a dungaree shorts set that left her torso completely exposed from the side, and was now standing fondling Carrie’s backside as the three of them watched Susie performing for the camera on the other side of the window.

  Susie had backed up to the window and was pressing her butt cheeks right up to the glass, moving them in little circles. The red lace trapped between her and the glass was held in position and the negligee was alternatively stretched and released by her motion. After a couple of minutes, she winked very deliberately at her friends and turned to face Phil on the other side of the window. He continued to click away as she pressed herself right into the glass. Her breasts were flattened and he could see the hard nipples through the near transparent red lace. Further down, her unfurling pussy slit was clearly visible as the negligee had no way of fastening below the waist and her movements had split it wide open. She pushed her mound right into the glass but quickly realized that her juices were beginning to smear the glass ruining his shot for him. She pulled her pelvis back slightly and pushed her hand between her body and the glass.

  As she began to play with herself, her breathing was leaving her body in sobs and soon she emulated Carrie by coming in front of the camera. Phil kept clicking and, when Susie looked at him, he made a circling carry on motion with his hand. She suddenly realized that although she had provided him with the money shot, she was still wearing the clothes she had started the shoot with and she was supposed to finish naked. The negligee simply tied with a bow immediately below her bust, so keeping her lower body moving and, incidentally, keeping it stimulated with her fingers, she moved back from the glass a little and used her other hand to undo the bow. Phil smiled at her as she slowly shrugged the scrap of red lace off one shoulder before changing hands on her overheated slit and losing it completely. Her free hand now emulated Carrie’s and began to fondle her breast.

  Suddenly she spun round, jamming her naked ass against the glass with her legs spread wide apart and bent over at the waist. From outside Phil had a very clear shot as her fingers sawed in and out of her pussy whilst her thumb circled on her clit. She came for a second time and Phil then ended the shoot by walking back inside.

  Bill had been stroking Carrie all this time and, as Susie’s show became hotter and hotter, Carrie had spread her legs wider and wider, and he was now driving three fingers in and out of her grasping pussy. As Phil walked back into the room, Carrie groaned and shuddered her way to her second orgasm of the morning. Lizzie moved back into the area in front of the window wearing the dungaree shorts, and Bill took a camisole top and French knickers set off the rail for Carrie who could still only just about stand unaided.

  With Carrie dressed, Bill turned to a still panting Susie with a desperate need for relief showing in his reddened face. Susie took one look at him, dropped to her knees in front of him and, reaching for his fly, took the over-eager hard rod into her mouth. She began to suck on it and, at the same time, massaged his balls with one hand. The combination of Susie’s actions, together with the visual feast that had just been laid out in front of him, and the fact that Carrie had kittenishly cuddled under the crook of his arm and was watching her friend suck him as she led his hand to her nipple, was too much.

  Susie, however, would not let him come in her mouth and, as she felt him tense up in the moment before ejaculation, pulled her mouth away. With her hand pointing his tool straight at her face, she began jacking him. He was too far gone to prevent this move and his first ribbon of goo coated her from eye to chin. The next landed perfectly in line but to one side, and the third deposited most of itself on her upper lip. Throughout this she had kept her eyes open and looked straight up at him exactly as if she was shooting a porn movie.

  * * * *

  As the morning wore on each girl ended up doing about six changes of outfit and they all ended up coming a couple of times more. Susie, posing wearing a cheer leader style outfit, still with Bill’s come drying on her face, resulted in Phil depositing another load in the same place, and those shots were truly astonishing.

  After a light lunch, Carrie was allowed to take a rest and it was suggested that she took a turn in the Jacuzzi for an hour. Phil and Lizzie disappeared hand in hand upstairs and Bill took Susie, dressed in a light summer dress, and carrying a video camera, down to a small glass summerhouse at the bottom of the garden. About forty minutes later, a nude and obviously freshly fucked Susie sprinted between the tress and joined her friend in the Jacuzzi. A little while later, Lizzie joined them while Phil and Bill set up the house for the evening session.

  Chapter 47

  The girls were left to their own devices right through the afternoon and dinner, which consisted of frozen pizzas. Phil’s only instructions had been to be ready for seven and that their outfits would be laid out on their beds upstairs. After soaking in the warm Jacuzzi until they all admitted their skins looked like wrinkled prunes the girls went about the serious business of shower, hair and makeup. Wonder of wonders, they were left entirely to themselves whilst they could hear furniture being moved around downstairs.

  A couple of weeks earlier they had jokingly called themselves deviant schoolgirls in the brief school uniform outfits Phil had provided. This time they had, at least on top, the real deal. White blouses, plaid kilt style wrap-over skirts with matching ties. The underwear, though, would never have been allowed in school. Wispy white lace bra, panties and garter belts which were virtually transparent were matched with seamed black stockings and black patent shoes.

  “All we need are the boaters and the hockey sticks!” Susie quipped and the three dissolved into fits of giggles.

  “At least it not those horrible scratchy PE knickers!”

  They collapsed in giggles again and Carrie was laughing so hard the tears in her eyes meant she had to dash to the bathroom to repair her
makeup.

  While Carrie was in the bathroom Susie turned to Lizzie.

  “Lizzie, can I ask you something?”

  “Sure.”

  “Why are we like this? Given that Phil is in control like this, why are we apparently so happy to do his bidding and humiliate ourselves this way?”

  “Speak for yourself, what makes you think I’m happy?” Unnoticed, Carrie had come back into the room and had been listening to Susie too. Then she smiled.

  “I’m only joking, you know. I don’t know why, either, but this morning I actually enjoyed it. When Phil suddenly appeared outside the window instead of inside, and Bill whipped my knickers down, I didn’t need any other stimulation. I would have come then without it.”

  Lizzie smiled at her friend, crossed over to her and hugged her close. Susie closed in as well and the three friends hugged and huddled together for a minute.

  “Sorry to break it up, ladies.” Phil’s voice sounded from the open door and the three abashed friends separated and looked at him.

  “Time for the shoot to start in a few minutes so, if you’re ready, can you come down now? Thanks.”

  * * * *

  When they got downstairs they found the dining room and one of the sitting rooms had been transformed. Half of the furniture had been pushed back to the wall and, in the dining room, only the dining table itself was in the middle of the room with the lights focused around it, as were the ubiquitous set of video cameras. Similarly, in the sitting room there was one large leather settee at the focal point of the lights and cameras.

  Phil’s mobile trilled and he answered the call, listened for a minute and then hung up.

  “Right, that was Andy. He’s five minutes away. I suppose I’d better tell you girls what tonight is all about, hadn’t I?”

  That sounded a little ominous and Phil continued as they all sucked in air.