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The lingerie models

Clare asked if we thought they looked sexy and she leaned back showing her crumpled clothes under the lingerie. We were all pretty d***k by now and the girls were clearly enjoying making a fool of themselves in their silly outfits. I said that perhaps the lingerie was not really intended to be worn on top of other clothes and mockingly suggested they refer to the photos on the boxes featuring sexy lingerie models. Susan responded by playfully shouting that they were much, much sexier than those skinny models and of course Dave and I just laughed and rolled our eyes at the suggestion. Always one to rise to a challenge, Clare jumped up and grabbed Susan’s hand and they left the room with defiant looks on their faces.

Almost 20 minutes had gone by and Dave and I were having a typical d***ken conversation about the state of today’s music when the lounge door began opening slowly. At the same time a classic old disco track came on and by now the music volume had gradually become louder and louder to the point where it was almost impossible to be heard over it without really shouting. Dave looked at me as if to ask why the door had just swung open but I couldn’t see anyone there. Suddenly Clare and Susan walked in like they were on a catwalk, marching in time to the beat of the music. They both had big grins on their faces and they looked straight ahead as they walked over towards the window. They began dancing and they were obviously trying to be a bit more serious and seductive this time. They both looked amazing! Clare was wearing a black lace chemise with garter straps and stockings, and she had put on her black stilettos. Susan had opted for the pink babydoll outfit and had even worn the little lace gloves to match. She had kept her own boots on and they had a nice sized heel on them so they actually looked pretty good as part of the whole ensemble. As they danced around I noticed they were both wearing thongs. Clare had added a little black thong to her chemise to provide at least a little modesty and Susan wore the matching thong that came with the babydoll lingerie. Despite the amount of alcohol they had consumed, they both seemed a little self-conscious still and I noticed they were facing into the room rather than show us their outfits from behind where Susan in particular would have been very exposed. Both outfits left little to the imagination though, and in the fairly dim light I could just make out their nipples through the lace of the bra areas.