Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

No Fuck Boundaries: 50 "Roll the sleeves up at a tactical moment," Cait advised. "Actually letshow you with the sleeves rolled," she said to Vi. "You'll appreciate this." "I'm changing, I'm changing," Riker said, frantically retreating.

"Awfully excitable, isn't he?" Cait remarked.

"You have that effect sometimes, babe" Vi said.

"Oh do I?" "Yes, and you very well know it." "I'll try not to." Vi frowned. "Well let's not be hasty." Cait climbed into Vi's lap, and Vi immediately put her hands around Cait, just at her waist where there were hints of bare skin between her shirt and tight jeans. Vi's hands slipped once or twice down to Cait's firm ass while they made out a little.

"Maybe don't get us kicked out until I've bought what I need," Riker said awkwardly from behind Cait.

Both girls looked up from each other and remembered that there was a bit of an audience, sof which either didn't notice or didn't mind, but other parts of which were becoming disgruntled with the display.

"Yeah. Yeah ok," Vi said.

She stood up while picking Cait up at the stime, fully grabbing her butt to keep a grip on her. Cait shrieked in surprise, then delight, both emotions attracting more attention.

"I can't take you guys anywhere," Riker grumbled.

"That's rich coming from you," Vi snorted.

"From me?!" "You gonna pretend you and Izzy don't--" Riker flushed crimson and marched ahead faster. "We're subtle and dignified in public, thank you very much!" Vi slipped her hand into Cart's and 'meandered after her brother. "Ten buck's says they definitely aren't." "No fair trying to spring a sucker bet on me," Cait argued.

"Sorry, Cupcake." "Mmm, that's ok. All forgiven. But we might need to stop at another place so I can get over the trauma with sretail therapy." Vi narrowed her eyes. "What kind of place?" "Don't worry. You'll like it." **** Vi did indeed like the store they went to next. She and Cait dropped Riker off to get a haircut first, then Cait took her to a shop that specialized in ladies' wear. A lot of the store was perfectly respectable outfits, dresses, sleepwear, etc. Toward the back there was an awful lot of lingerie and generally naughtier options.

Vi wasn't fully convinced that just shopping for that stuff was going to be any fun, but she underestimated Cait. And, admittedly, probably hadn't stopped to consider that her girlfriend made underwear exciting for a living. Cait had a way of holding bras up to her chest or panties down at her crotch that could make one forget that she was still fully clothed behind the articles. And that was before Cait started actually trying things on.

Vi found herself sitting outside sdressing rooms again, but this teagerly awaiting every new appearance of the current model.

Riker caught up eventually, after a brief flurry of texts between he and Vi.

"Abandonedto go shopping again, huh?" Riker asked, settling in next to Vi and dropping his bag of purchases next to him.

"Shh," Vi said absently while staring at the room Cait was currently in.

"Don't shh me. I'm kind of surprised you'd be so into this. I thought you were getting bored." "I was." "So what--" As if knowing how to make an entrance--which again was what she did for a living-- Cait appeared in a tic flourish to interrupt Riker. She'd already demonstrated a few sets of underwear, and if anything she seemed to be getting progressively more scandalous.

This tshe had a bra with cups so low that just a hint of nipple was visible over the top, along with svery lacy panties that suggested one could see through them, even if one actually couldn't. She wore a garter and stocking set too, as though extra emphasis were needed that she was in a very 'bedroom' set of underthings. "Oh," Riker said.

"You get it now, huh?" Vi said, her eyes raking firmly over Cait's body. "Yeah. Yeah I get it." Riker lifted a fist toward Vi, and without even glancing at him she met it with hers. Cait was entirely unselfconscious about Riker being present, or indeed anyone else in the store. To Vi's eyes, she and Cait might as well have been alone in her room. Cait shimmied and slowly twirled, showing off every angle of the underwear. The process included a few moves that Vi knew for sure were lifted from her routine at work. In this case, anything that involved Cait leaning over also meant tantalizingly increasing the amount of nipple shown off, if only by the smallest margins. Vi had seen Cait's breasts more times than she could count, and yet she found herself hooked on the possibility of that bra slipping just a tiny bit further.

"What do you think?" Cait murmured.

"Fuck, babe, you know this isn't fair," Vi said. "You make all this stuff look good." "Well... just try and keep in mind which items you most want to getout of," Cait said with a cat-like grin and a wink before she vanished back into the dressing room. Vi sat back and closed her eyes for a moment.

"So, uh, out of curiousity, how many more of those is she showing off?" Riker croaked. "I have no idea, bro." Riker fidgeted next to Vi. "We should probably... support her anyway. She helpedand all." Vi smirked at Riker until he looked away and pretended to be studying a nearby display of socks.

Planning your weekend reading? Ensure you're on novi L5sfor uninterrupted enjoyment. The next chapter is just a click away, exclusively available on our site. Happy reading! Cait sauntered out again, this tgetting even more sensual with her modeling. She got closer to Vi, swaying her tits and her hips at strategic moments, then scooted over to Riker and stuck her boobs in his face a little too. Riker's uncertain whimpers would have been amusing if Vi hadn't been feeling much the smix of arousal and confusion as he was.

"Is she... allowed to do this?" Riker whispered when Cait disappeared again.

"I don't tell my girlfriend what she's allowed to do," Vi said.

"Oh, sure. But I meant, like, in this store specifically. Like with the underwear and nearly stripping and--" "Oh that." Vi scratched her head. "Well... I think maybe she's not supposed to be actually trying on panties the way she has been. Or modeling quite so vigourously. But... well you see that guy working the cash?" "Um... yeah?" "He's been trying to pretend like he's not staring, and doesn't have a boner behind the counter. That girl behind us, the one who presumably works here, she's been adjusting that srack of clothes for twenty minutes now, and I'd have to seriously worry for her if her face is always that red." Riker considered what Vi was saying, while also surreptitiously gauging the other occupants of the store. Luckily there weren't many of the latter, and sof them probably just hadn't noticed the illicit goings on, while the few others seemed to be trying to pretend like they were oblivious. Riker was a little surprised given the largely female clientele of the shop at the amount of interest in getting ssidelong glances at Cait's appearances. "So she's getting away with everything... because people are horny," Riker said.

"Far as I can tell." Riker nodded. "That actually kind of makes sense to me." Something in his tone made Vi eyes her brother suspiciously. "What does that mean?" "Hm?" "You heard me." "No, nothing. It's nothing." "It's not nothing," Vi insisted.

Riker shrugged. "Only that, like, Iz and I get away with stuff sometimes because of horniness. That's all." Cait appeared again, this tin ssleek thigh high stockings, and a matching bra and panty set that was just transparent enough to make things very interesting. Along with making sure Vi and Riker both got very good looks at her from every angle, she swayed even closer until she was practically giving Vi a lap dance. "Unf. Babe, seriously, dial it back a little," Vi murmured.

"Don't like it?" Cait asked.

"I like it too much." Cait giggled and slipped away just before Vi's arms wrapped around her. "Ah ah, no touching, you know the rules." "We're not in the strip club at the moment." "Oh right. I forgot." "Uh huh. Sure you did." Riker made a strangled noise in his throat as Cait climbed into his lap, not quite grinding on him or rubbing her boobs in his face, but so damn close that the difference was only academic.

"Help," Riker squeaked.

Cait laughed, clearly enjoying herself way too much. She spun away from Riker and casually slipped out of her bra in a single smoothwell rehearsed movement. She turned her back to her audience, snapped over at ninety degrees to ensure her bum was pointed directly at Vi, then wiggled her booty while shimmying her panties down her legs.

Vi was fully enraptured. She couldn't recall any reason at all why she wasn't already in the process of m taking Gait to bed. She was, as far as she could tell, so wet she'd probably leave a puddle behind when she stood up. And somehow, Cait wasn't even done yet.

With a casual flick of her wrist, Cait tossed her panties over Vi's head, straight at the girl pretending to work. The girl caught the garment with one hand, rather undercutting her pretense of not paying attention. Cait winked, blew a kiss, then sauntered back to her dressing room. "Vi. Vi!" Riker said urgently.

"I know," Vi said. "We're in trouble." "Yeah I guess that's basically what I wanted to say." Riker swallowed. "Is there more?" "There's more!" Cait called from her dressing room.

"I think there's more," Vi said.

Riker nodded, his eyes fixed in space like he was hypnotized. "Oh." "Hey, Ri?" Vi asked, lowering her voice so hopefully only he could hear. "Yeah?" "This is gonna sound pretty fucked up probably...." "That's ok. Sneak it bywhile my brain's melting. I won't even notice." Vi nodded. "Ok. I'm wondering... oh god... I'm wondering, like, if you'd maybe help out with sstuff." "That couldn't possibly have been a more vague request." "I know." Vi rubbed her face. "Listen, we're both horny and not thinking right now, so don't answer or criticize until later, ok? But... but what we were all three in bed together at spoint. Just... just consider it." "Four," Riker said automatically.

"Huh?" "Izzy. That'd make four." Vi blinked. "So I ask about potentially a threeway withand Cait, and your first response is to make sure our sister is included too?" Riker frowned. "Well yeah. If I was going to do something like that, it wouldn't be without her." Vi rubbed his shoulder. "That's sweet, bro. Messed up beyond all rational understanding, but sweet." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1