Dressed again in her yellow gown, this time without underwear, Carol looked around the room at the remnants of her party. Those that had recovered still looked exhausted from their ordeal, looking for all the world like survivors of some terrible accident, a car wreck or a plane crash. The others might have been the injured. She knew all too well that she was one of them, worse perhaps because she did not have the grace of youthful good looks to fall back on.
Ginger rolled her head wearily towards Carol and breathed a heavy sigh.
"Carol, this has been one heck of a party. Best I've ever been to. Like none I've ever been to!"
"Yes," added Teddi, "truly a memorable night! Do you do this often?"
"Actually, no!" said Carol, managing a laugh. "You may not believe this, but nothing like this has ever happened before. This was a first.
"Speaking of memorable, I do hope that all of you will remember this night as fondly as I will. Now you know that there can be much more to sex than a kiss and a hug and few minutes together in bed. And when you wear those sensuous clothes, think about how much pleasure they can bring to sex."
"Believe me, wearing this outfit will never be the same," said Lynn. As she spoke she uncrossed her legs, pressing her knees together and leaning forward.
Carol sighed as she watched the blue fabric of those wicked pants flutter around Lynn's knees. Her breasts bulged noticeably under the glistening blue top, little bumps showing were her nipples were hard underneath. The same nipples that just hours ago had been tormented by nipple clamps. She had been deeply moved by the opportunity to play with such a beautiful young woman, and felt a special affection for her because of her willingness to endure the most intense sensations and share her sensuality with others.
She felt that it had been Lynn who had broken the ice. Going along with the spanking punishment had been the key that unlocked the group's erotic feelings. And she certainly appreciated Lynn's attention at the end. But, she knew, that was her own view of things, biased towards what she enjoyed most. She guessed that Steve would feel differently, that it was his tickling game that really got things going. But they wouldn't have done that if she had not tickled Nancy's ass, and that came about because of Steve's talk about sensuous women's clothes.
The other's might feel differently. Perhaps Nancy didn't really get into it until she watched what happened to Teddi. It had all just evolved in a wonderfully synergistic way, one thing leading to another, each of them finding their own moment to let go and join in. What counted was that they all had a terrific time, the chance to experience sex far beyond the level most people played at.
"Carol, I think Lynn and I are going to call it a night. Thank you so much."
"Thank you, Ginger."
"Don't forget to call me when those jumpsuits arrive. Oh, and while we're at it, do you have anything like that pleated chiffon skirt? At the store, I mean?"
"Actually, no," Carol replied, "but I will in another month or two."
Ginger's look of disappointment suggested a deep longing to have such a skirt. Carol hated to disappoint her, and picked up the one they had used on Steve.
"Ginger, I'd be glad to give you this one. I don't think you'll have any trouble washing Steve's cooties off of it. I can have it cleaned, though, if you'd prefer."
Ginger's face lit up like a Christmas tree.
"Why Carol! How generous. No, don't bother, I'll have it cleaned, if it needs it."
Ginger took the offered skirt like a trout snapping at a fly. Carol chuckled silently at this confirmation of her suspicion, but acted as matter-of-fact as she could manage.
"You know," Carol said, "I have lots of things I never get around to wearing, far more than I need. Let's see what we can find so you all get something to take home!"
Together they all went off to rummage through her collection. In the end Teddi and Nancy each got what they had worn, plus the white jumpsuit with the crystal pleated legs and one more dress each. Ginger choose a long black gown with a backless halter top, markedly simple and featureless, that clung to the body down through the hips and flowed out to a very wide, full skirt. Carol couldn't help thinking that the way it left your armpits and most of your sides bare would make it ideal for being tickled in, a feature she had not cared about but that Ginger might enjoy.
The only thing Lynn had picked was the same blue dress she had worn earlier.
"Carol, do you think you might be getting in any knee length pleated skirts? Something light and silky?" Lynn asked a bit hesitantly.
Before Carol could answer Ginger seconded the request, her expression no less hungry than before.
"Silky? You mean, like that jumpsuit? Or like Teddi's?" Carol asked.
"No, more like silk georgette. Or light weight rayon. Silky, but not really sheer." Ginger explained.
"Gosh, I don't think so. But I'm not really sure just what you mean."
"Listen. I've got one, an old one, and I've been looking all over for another just like it. How about I bring it by sometime?"
"Why, of course," Carol answered.
Seeing how Lynn had not ended up with as much booty as the others, Carol hung back as they filed out of her bedroom, pausing to palm the crotch teaser Lynn had worn. While she was stuffing the clothes into some shopping bags she slipped the teaser into Lynn's, hoping that she'd enjoy it and not feel offended.
Lynn and Ginger were standing, ready to go. They thanked her again for the evening and the clothes.
"So, I'll call you when the jumpsuits arrive," Carol said.
"Thanks. By the way, I've been trying to figure out why you seem so different tonight than in the store, and I finally figured it out. What happened to your pidgin accent?"
"Oh, that! Well, I was raised here, but spent a lot of time in other parts of the world. I tend to shift in and out of pidgin depending on where I am, and I do use it more in the store. I guess it makes me seem more exotic."
"Well, I think that you're plenty exotic enough, no matter how you talk," Steve offered. Everyone laughed at that.
"We'll be going too. See you at work tomorrow."
"Good night Nan. Good night, Teddi."
"Thank you for the dresses."
"You're most welcome, Nancy."
Steve stood next to her as the two cars threaded their way down the driveway.
"Well, Steve, did you enjoy yourself?"
"My oh my, where did you meet them?"
"Steve, I know you're not going to believe this, but I had no idea that anything like that was going to happen. All I wanted was to surround you with women dressed in sexy clothes."
"Which is to say that you wanted to torment me. You cruel, wicked woman! Thank you. I loved every minute of it."
"I could tell. Especially the last forty-five or so."
"Whew. I'm beat. Let's hit the ol' sackaroo."
Carol locked the door, switched off the living room lights, and followed Steve to the bedroom. She started to slip off her dress, then changed her mind and decided to wear it to bed, in hopes that it might re-kindle Steve's passion.