Housemates, Neighbors and Workmates

by Bridy McAvoy

  As Rebecca finished the process and slipped her shoes back on, Carol smiled at her and was rewarded with a nervous thin one back. The little pep talk had worked; Rebecca was much more self-assured as the two women walked back to where Phil and Lizzie awaited them.

  * * * *

  When the two women returned, Phil and Lizzie were now sitting apart with Lizzie, in particular, looking flushed as if they’d been making out while the other two women were missing. One of them had fetched some cold soft drinks from the kitchen and both women took the proffered glasses. After a couple of minutes of idle chat it was Phil that brought their minds back to business.

  “Well, ladies, where were we? Do you remember?”

  Rebecca looked at Carol who shrugged and then held out her hand. Carol took her back to the open space facing the couch and moved to stand behind her, wrapping both her arms around the brunette’s waist.

  “Will this do?”

  Her voice sounded all innocence but she was sure Phil noticed the twinkle in her eye. For the first time, Carol realized the seduction of her pretty neighbor was starting to turn her on too. Giving Rebecca a reassuring hug, Carol slowly loosened her grip around the other woman’s waist until her fingers met the button band on the front of the blouse. Slowly, deliberately teasing her voyeuristic neighbors, she slid her hands upward along its length, through the valley between Rebecca’s breasts, until she reached the top button. She felt Rebecca draw in a ragged breath as she pushed the small round piece of plastic through its slot, allowing her hands to drift down toward the next one, just above the swell of the cleavage.

  “It’s okay. Remember.”

  She whispered into Rebecca’s ear as she deftly slipped the next button and then the third through its hole. The blouse was now open down to the fullest part of the bust and Rebecca’s cleavage was coming into view between the open sides of the blouse. Carol felt Rebecca shudder as the slow denouement continued and, as the fourth button came undone, Carol looked down over her shoulder to see that from her unique vantage point, almost the whole of Rebecca’s bra-clad breast had come into view. The bra was a pretty one, very lacy and thin and Carol saw immediately that it enhanced far more than it concealed. There was also a clear indication on the one breast she could see clearly that Rebecca was experiencing at least some stimulation from the situation.

  The fifth button came undone, and now the blouse gaped open to below the line of the bra. There were only three buttons left and Carol quickly undid these, leaving the blouse wide open from neck to waist. Wrapping her arms around the other woman’s waist, Carol whispered in Rebecca’s ear that she was about to remove the blouse. Rebecca shivered and tried a wan smile in Phil’s direction.

  Carol’s hands parted and, as they withdrew to the sides, they slowly pulled the opening of the blouse wider and wider. Her hands began to travel upward as well as outward as they removed the blouse from Rebecca’s breasts and, finally, she was drawing it back, down and off the other young neighbor’s shoulders. The cuffs didn’t nag on Rebecca’s hands and, when Carol had drawn the garment clear, she discarded it by tossing it onto the chair. Lizzie smiled at Rebecca and softly clapped her hands in appreciation; Phil simply smiled and nodded for Carol to continue with the slow disrobing. He did, however, reach down to his crutch and adjust the definite bulge that betrayed his growing excitement. Knowing better from her own experiences of the previous few days, Carol didn’t hesitate any longer. Her hands dropped to the small of Rebecca’s back and grasped the catch at the top of the zip on the skirt.

  Rebecca simply stood there passively as Carol undid the catch and slid the zip down before slowly tugging the skirt down Rebecca’s hips and off. The young woman was wearing a half-slip so, for the moment, her panties remained covered. Again, Carol stepped up close behind her, wrapping her arms around the trembling woman’s waist in an attempt to reassure her. Looking down over the now naked shoulder—naked except for the bra strap, that is—she could see that both of Rebecca’s nipples were hard, protruding into the thin lacy fabric of the unpadded bra cups. By the direct way Phil and Lizzie were staring at Rebecca’s chest, they too had spotted the telltale signal. She stood still for a moment, conscious of her own heartbeat, as she realized she too was becoming more and more excited by the situation. Lizzie broke the silence.

  “I think Rebecca would be more comfortable if Carol wasn’t so well covered. She wouldn’t feel so alone then, would she, Phil?”

  Phil chuckled and looked straight at Carol.

  “I’m not sure, I think she’d rather get this over with, myself. What do you think, Carol?”

  “Mm… up to you, I suppose.”

  “I think you might be right, Lizzie. I think it’s time for Carol to lose the dress then.”

  Carol unwrapped her arms from around Rebecca’s waist and reached down to grasp the hem of the dress, but Lizzie stopped her before she could raise it.

  “No, Carol. I think Rebecca should do the honors, don’t you?”

  Carol froze for a moment before straightening up again and looking straight at the wife of her chief tormentor.

  “Come round in front of Rebecca, please, Carol. Now turn, face her and put your hands on her shoulders for balance.”

  Following the instructions, Carol did so and, with her back to the couple, looked straight into Rebecca’s eyes. Her young neighbor had resigned herself to being stripped naked in front of the others but was now being asked to become an active participant, not simply a passive one. She was biting her lip and staring straight back at Carol with very big eyes.

  “It’s okay, sweetheart. Remember, I told you I wasn’t allowed underwear today.”

  Carol tried to reassure Rebecca, telling her that she was nude under the thin dress and, additionally, remind her it wasn’t entirely of her own volition, all in one go. Phil chuckled from behind her but she didn’t dare look round at him. Rebecca finally began to move slowly, stooping down to allow her nervous fingers to grasp the hem of Carol’s dress. As she straightened up, the dress rose smoothly along Carol’s thighs until Rebecca was standing upright again. Carol smiled at her and lifted her arms up above her head in an obvious signal for Rebecca to complete the manoeuver. Nodding between her raised arms, Carol smiled at her neighbor and Rebecca finally moved. With a single simple swift motion, Rebecca pulled the loose fitting dress up and over Carol’s head, off the extended arms and dropped it to the floor leaving her naked except for the ubiquitous hold-up stockings. Rebecca looked Carol straight in the eyes for the moment and then, inevitably, her gaze dropped to her chest. Carol knew her own nipples were sticking straight out at the other woman and that Rebecca would not be able to miss this obvious sign of either arousal or chill, and it was by no means cold or draughty in the room.

  “Tell me, Rebecca, do you think your neighbor is pretty?”

  Phil’s mocking words cut through the air and Rebecca blushed furiously.

  “Yes… she’s… very pretty.”

  “Good. Now I think it’s time for her to repay the compliment, don’t you. Mind you, you can’t until you’ve finished undressing her, can you, Carol?”

  “Is that what you want me to do?”

  “Definitely, go back behind her. I want to see if she looks as good naked as you do, Carol. I think we all do.”

  Rebecca gulped as the now nude Carol walked around behind her and put both hands on her waist to drop the slip to the floor.

  “No, Carol, I think bra first, it’s only fair.”

  “Fair for whom?”

  Rebecca’s question cracked through the room and Phil roared with laughter at the young woman’s first real display of spirit since this had begun. Crudely he reached down to his groin and adjusted the bulge there.

  “Fair to me, of course.”

  He motioned for Carol to go on and she raised her hands to the catch on the back of Rebecca’s bra. The woman shuddered under the touch but made no move to interfere or escape as Carol deftly flicked the hook and eye open.
There were sharp intakes of breath from the couple watching as the suddenly looser fabric betrayed Carol’s hidden action. Rebecca surprised Carol by raising her hands to her own shoulders and flicking the straps there off and, as she lowered her arms, she allowed the bra to hit the floor, fully exposing her breasts to the avid eyes of the watchers. Although not as big as Carol’s, let alone Lizzie’s, they were nevertheless a reasonable size on her frame, and the image she projected as she stood there in her half-slip was truly breathtaking. Phil motioned for Carol to continue and she quickly dropped her hands to Rebecca’s waist, pulling the half-slip down to puddle around her slim ankles.

  “Which would you prefer, Rebecca. Do you want Carol to remove your panties or would you rather I did it?”

  Phil was again mocking her but Rebecca seemed steelier than before.

  “I’d rather do it myself,” she said and proceeded to slip her fingertips into the waistband of the briefs that matched the bra, swiftly pulling them down to join the slip on the floor. She straightened up and stepped daintily out of both.

  “So what happens now, then, Phil, are you going to fuck me or are you going to get your naked slave here to do it for you?”

  Phil laughed uproariously at Rebecca’s continued display of aggression.

  Chapter 26

  Rebecca stood in front of Carol naked but no longer browbeaten. Her body was fit and toned and she was proud of her figure. Facing Phil, the two naked women waited for him to make the next move or to tell them what to do, which amounted to the same thing.

  “Carol, stand beside her if you will. Thank you.”

  Carol could not help glancing sideways at her neighbor as she arranged herself for inspection in this way. Rebecca had a lot to be proud of, that was for sure. Now naked, Rebecca seemed more sure of herself, more confident even, the trembling nervous woman of a few minutes earlier replaced by someone far stronger. For Carol this realization puzzled her until she remembered how she would have reacted to these same circumstances a mere week to ten days ago. The idea of standing calmly, naked, alongside another naked woman in front of her neighbors who were frankly admiring them would have seemed impossible for her.

  Phil broke her mood of introspection as he suddenly stood up, followed by Lizzie.

  “Let’s go, shall we, Carol, will you lead the way, please. We’ll go up to the studio, I think.”

  She saw Rebecca tense and then relax at the mention of the room in the attic and correctly surmised that Rebecca knew about the room even if she had never been up there. Carol climbed the first set of stairs, acutely aware that three pairs of eyes were watching her butt swaying from side to side in the process. Consciously she put a bit more effort into the action of her own accord and, at the top, turned and looked back down. Phil had obviously motioned Rebecca to wait as the other three were congregated around the foot of the stairs. He then gestured for Rebecca to follow her up, and Carol watched as the brunette climbed slowly up the stairs. She too was putting that little bit extra into the sway of her hips, and Carol was almost mesmerized by the way her breasts bounced as she ascended up to her level. Lizzie and Phil soon followed and again the naked neighbor led the way to the bottom of the stairs into the attic space, whereupon the performance was repeated.

  At the top of the stairs, Rebecca’s head swiveled from side to side trying to take in the huge expanse of floor and the various sets that filled it. Unhesitatingly, her gaze was drawn to the bed and, as its obvious connotations sank in, Rebecca could be seen biting her lip once more. Carol reached out, squeezing her hand in an attempt at reassurance, which resulted in a brief but genuine smile of gratitude.

  “Right, ladies, shall we get started?”

  Carol and Rebecca looked at him as Lizzie continued past them into the studio and began switching on the lights that ominously surrounded the bed.

  “Your clothing for this shoot is on the rail there, ladies. Carol, you know the drill. Please help Rebecca, you both have five minutes.”

  Left with no other choice, Carol led her naked friend over to the clothes rail Phil had indicated, still bizarrely holding her hand as if to conform them both.

  There were two hangers on the rail and each held a similar outfit, one baby pink, and the other powder blue. Both were baby doll nightie and transparent panty sets; a simple drawstring tie on each nightie would hold them closed below the bust. On one hanger, the pink one, hung a pair of hold-up white stockings, very similar to the ones Carol was already wearing, her only clothing, as it happened. There was a pair of white heels on the floor underneath each of the hangers too.

  “I guess that means you’re in pink and I’m in blue,” Carol said indicating the stockings which were obviously not meant for her. Rebecca nodded and asked urgently,

  “Where is the dressing room?”

  “I’m afraid there isn’t one, we have to change right here.”

  Carol’s confirmation of the obvious brought another bit lip from Rebecca but she reached for the hanger and, removing the panties from it, slowly pulled them up her legs. Carol followed suit and within a couple of minutes the two turned to face the watching Phil and Lizzie, ready for whatever he wanted next. Phil was holding his large digital camera in his hand and, from the way he was looking at the screen on the back with Lizzie peering at it around his shoulder, had obviously taken several shots of them preparing.

  “Move over to the bed, please, ladies.”

  As Carol and Rebecca moved toward the bed, Lizzie passed them both heading toward the dressing rail smiling broadly. She winked at the two women as she passed. When they reached the bed and turned to face Phil, Carol could see Lizzie was busy, obviously preparing their clothing for the next shoot. Going to be a busy day by the looks of it, Carol thought.

  “Okay, ladies, please climb up onto the bed, one from each side. Kneel facing each other and sit back with your legs folded under you. Excellent. Thank you.”

  Carol was watching Rebecca closely; it was obvious from the translucent clothing and their proximity to each other that Phil was planning some kind of action scene. Probably more than making out and undressing each other. She knew Phil was aware of her relative lack of experience with such things but, by the look on Rebecca’s face, she had also worked it out and wasn’t looking forward to it.

  “Tell us, Rebecca, have you ever made love to another woman?”

  The mocking tone in Phil’s voice, coupled with the look of panic Rebecca flashed at him, answered the question as much as the negative shake of her head.

  “What, not even made out with another woman?”

  The slow flush spread as the pretty woman blushed under Phil’s verbal probing. This time she nodded.

  “So, you do know what it feels like to kiss another woman then?”

  Rebecca nodded again.

  “Well, I suppose that’s our starting point then, isn’t it, ladies? Please move closer to the middle of the bed both of you, so that your knees are touching. Good, but we don’t really want the prim and proper look, do we? Move your knees about a foot apart, both of you. Excellent.”

  Carol tried to smile reassuringly at Rebecca but the return grimace showed Carol that Rebecca thought it was a come-on. Phil had moved to the foot of the bed, framing them both against the netting backdrop.

  “Now, Carol, reach out your left hand and gently stroke Rebecca’s right cheek. Good. Rebecca, don’t flinch away, please. Carol is only doing as she’s told, aren’t you, Carol?”

  Carol nodded. Rebecca gulped but stayed still as Carol slowly stroked the soft skin of her cheek.

  “Now, Rebecca, please return the gesture to Carol using your left hand.”

  Rebecca’s touch on her cheek was feathery light and, under the studio conditions, Carol quickly realized that the delicate touch was having a physical effect on her.

  “Now, slowly sit up so that you are kneeling facing each other, almost touching each other from knee to lips. Come on, we haven’t got all day.”

  As she obe
yed the instruction Carol noticed that Lizzie had rejoined her husband and was now standing watching. The next costume change was obviously ready but the actual clothing rail was tantalizingly out of view, and she didn’t dare turn her head to look.

  She suddenly realized that Rebecca’s face was only inches from hers and that the other woman was nervously licking her lips, waiting for the command. Carol winked at her and, without waiting for the command, leaned in closer and kissed her full on the lips, her hand sliding round from its position on Rebecca’s cheek to cup the back of her neck, preventing her from pulling away. Rebecca closed her eyes in resignation.

  The kiss was gentle and Carol kept her own lips closed but could feel that Rebecca’s were open in shock. Hearing no command to back off from Phil, Carol decided to press on, the sudden opportunity to play the aggressor rather than the submissive working like magic on her already heightened arousal. She opened her own lips without breaking the kiss and simultaneously tightened her grip on the back of Rebecca’s neck. As the pretty brunette gasped in shock, Carol’s tongue darted out and flicked across Rebecca’s lips.

  “Very good, Carol, please keep going. You are both doing well. Don’t worry, Carol, her nipples are getting almost as hard as yours.”

  Phil laughed and Rebecca’s eyes flew back open in shock, almost as if she had been unaware of her own body’s natural reaction to the situation.

  “Close your eyes and return the kiss, Rebecca.”

  Carol watched as Rebecca’s eyes slowly closed and her lips began to move slowly against Carol’s.

  “Good girl, you are doing so well.”

  The click of the camera shutter echoed around the room as slowly Carol deepened the kiss, and now, as Rebecca’s lips opened under hers, she began to use her tongue more ardently. Rebecca’s breathing slowly deepened to match Carol’s, her arm coming up without command from Phil to encircle Carol’s neck and hold her there in order to prolong the sensation of the kiss.