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Written: 17 March 2018

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Formal Dress
by Isabella

Story Code: M/F, Hypnosis

Johnny had been working in the accounts department of a large advertising and promotions company since he left university, in ten years he hadn't moved very far up the corporate ladder, the problem with a long established company, especially a family run, long established company was, if you weren't fighting family members being accelerated past you, you were being held back waiting for someone above you to die or retire so that everyone in the chain above you can move up one place.

I didn't go to university myself, I worked two jobs to help Johnny through university, we had our first child just after Johnny started work, so he became the breadwinner and I stopped at home looking after first one, then two and finally a third child. I didn't mind stopping at home; I was basically a shy person and hated meeting new people so my world tended to be our house, our little village and a select band of friends.

Johnny had almost resigned himself to the fact that he'd probably be in the accounts department in a lowly position for his whole career but as the pay was okay and the working conditions were probably better than most people had to put up with he didn't mind too much. Life for our little family was just ticking along quietly and unspectacularly until Johnny rushed in from work several hours earlier than usual; he was so excited that he was almost dancing.

"What's got into you darling? Why are you home so early?"

"One of the account managers, Ken Walker, has had a heart attack, he's going to be in hospital for weeks, could be months until he's back in work and I've been seconded into his department to look after his accounts until he gets back. My new boss, Mrs. Andrews, told me to get changed into my best suit because I've got to go out and meet one of the customers I'm going to be looking after."

"I'm sorry to hear about Mr. Walker, is he the one you told me about who got divorced last year?"

"Yes, he's the one, I was on his table at the Christmas party last year, you would have met him if you had come with me to the party."

I shook my head, "You know that I hate large groups of people, especially when they are drinking."

"Yes, I know and you'd much rather spend the evening with the kids than going out and having fun."

Johnny rushed off at that point to get changed into his best suit, he came back after fifteen minutes, he looked good, showered, shaved, he'd used a little Brilliantine to glue the wayward parts of his hair in place as well as give his hair a little sheen, he'd even used moisturiser after shaving so his skin really glowed too. Johnny kissed me and asked me if I could take his second best suit and a few of his formal shirts into the cleaners to get them cleaned and pressed for him, he would need to dress smartly every day until his secondment ended so he needed my help to get ready. Johnny made a passing comment just as he was leaving, "Don't do me any dinner, I have no idea what time I'll be home and I'll probably have to entertain the customer a little this afternoon."

I took that to mean that he'd probably have to take the guy out for a drink during the afternoon and possibly into the evening. I filled a bag, Johnny actually had three suits including the one he wore when we got married, so I took the other two suits and seven formal shirts to the cleaners, I paid extra for a four hour service, everything would be ready for collection at six o'clock, just before the shop closed.

The kids got in from school and I supervised their homework, then I gave them their dinner, Sarah was really upset that we hadn't waited for her father to get home before we ate dinner and after dinner we all ran round to the cleaners before they closed. When we got back home I had them all take their bath and get into their night clothes. They just arrived back in the living room when Johnny bounded into the house. He was fizzing and popping with excitement inside but managed to control himself long enough to play one game of Monopoly with the kids while they went through their news from their day at school, then Johnny took them all to bed and sat with them while they all took turns at reading from their bedtime story book.

While they were up stairs I cleaned and tidied around the living room and kitchen. I was washing the pots when Johnny bounced into the kitchen behind me, he was rambling a little, trying to tell me everything that had happened with him and one of his company's largest customers, Johnny was so excited that he quite forgot himself and as he was babbling about his afternoon he took me on the kitchen table with soapsuds covering my arms up to my elbows. There was little formality, little care or thought, the kids could well have come down and caught us, mind you, it wouldn't have mattered too much because he hadn't bothered to undress either of us; he just pulled my drawers to one side and popped his zipper.

It was all over in ten minutes, not an epic lovemaking session, it was though the first time we'd had sex in the kitchen, hell it was the first time we'd had sex outside the bedroom since Sarah was born thirteen years earlier. The fact that it lasted only ten minutes wasn't a problem either, Johnny made sure that I climaxed before he did and the way I looked at it, I got off and it wasn't even my birthday, Christmas, Johnny's Birthday, our anniversary or Saint Valentine's day either so it would go down in my diary as a red letter day, a bonus fuck, now all I had to do was work out where I was in my monthly cycle to see if I was going to spend the next month or so worrying if our little family was going to grow by one in just under a year's time.

Johnny couldn't settle down to watch TV, he was still so full of pent up excitement that we ended up going to bed early and had seconds, this time we were in bed and we were totally naked. This time Johnny took his time, he engaged in foreplay and gave me four orgasms before his cock got anywhere close to my fanny. After he had fucked me for twenty minutes he asked me if I would give him oral. He hadn't actually asked for oral sex for several years, in the past I'd just said no automatically but tonight, after seven or eight climaxes and he had given me oral sex during our foreplay I relented and let him fuck my mouth.

We were still naked the next morning when Dawn bounced into our bedroom at five thirty, she almost shouted, "Mummy is it time..." I forced my eyes open, Dawn was standing there, mouth wide open, frozen to the spot staring at our bed, or rather staring at me and her father lying there naked on the bed and at five thirty in the morning, Johnny had his early morning woody standing up like a flagpole.

"Darling it's about an hour too early, if you can't get back to sleep go to your room and read a little."

Johnny woke and suddenly fought to get his flagpole under cover. Dawn 'Harrumphed' and flounced out of our room leaving our bedroom door open. Johnny laughed, "I can't believe after all we did last night that I'm still able to stand this soon."

"Don't worry darling it's just the dawn effect, I often feel it against my bum at this time of the morning but I know that it dies down usually before you wake up."

"Well, I'm awake now; want to help me out again?"

"I need to pee and I'm very sore after last night!"

I slipped out of bed and ran across to the bathroom to take a piss, then I closed our bedroom door and slipped back into bed with Johnny, "If you still need help I can use my hand for you!"

"Just hand or mouth as well?"

"You know that last night was my first time giving you oral and you were a little too aggressive, I don't think my throat could take a second helping so soon, hand and if you must, you can titty fuck me. I'll blow you again when my throat doesn't feel so sore, Deal?"

"Deal!"

Johnny rolled onto his back and uncovered his lower body again, I sat at his side, crossed legged and with my knees touching his thighs as I bent over him, my right hand working his shaft and my left hand rolling his balls gently. I was just a little too good; Johnny spilled the beans way before he wanted too. He did manage to give my breasts a good coating in semen even if he didn't manage to get to titty fuck me.

We ate breakfast, he kissed the kids goodbye and left for the office at least forty-five minutes before he needed too, he was dressed in his second best suit and I took his best suit into be cleaned, I didn't need the express service so it was a little cheaper but I did have to point out the stain around the fly hole on the trousers, I could see from the look on the woman's face that she thought my husband had been playing away, after all, no man would fuck his wife without taking his suit trousers off first. As she was writing down my details I saw her take a crafty look over to a notice board on the wall that local business men advertised on and saw that she was looking at an advertisement for a local solicitor who specialised in house convincing and divorce.

I didn't have a lot to do at home, I set the washing machine running, washed the breakfast dishes and hovered around the downstairs of the house before popping up to the bedrooms to make all of the beds and clean the bathroom. I was sorting mine and Johnny's bedroom when a movement outside the house caught my eye. A large black sedan pulled up just past my driveway, it sparked my interest so I stopped working and watched as a woman stepped out of the driver's seat of the car, she was middle aged but tall and looked extremely glamorous. She was wearing high heeled shoes, her hair and makeup were immaculate as was her smart business suit, it didn't seem to have a crease in it even though she had just been sitting in a car in the summer heat.

I watched her check her PDA and then look at my front door before striding down my garden path towards my front door. I looked at myself in the mirror, no makeup on, my hair a mess and my clothes looked dirty and shabby. I grabbed my dressing gown from the back of my bedroom door and hid as much of my disarray as I could before clomping down the stairs to open the front door just as the woman knocked it.

The smile that greeted me as I opened the front door looked large, warm and genuine, "Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Hello my dear, I'm Dawn Andrews, we haven't met but I'm..."

I butted in, "My husband's new boss."

"Yes, that's right..." Dawn seemed to be looking me up and down, sizing me up, a cold shiver ran through my body, the look on her face almost exactly mirrored the look my daughter, coincidentally also Dawn, had on her face earlier this morning when she ran in and caught her father and I totally naked and her daddy with a horn as big as a horse. "...I was wondering why we hadn't met before, after all your husband Jonathan has worked for us for more than ten years now. I go to every company event and I often see Jonathan at those events and he interacts very well with all of his colleagues but it would seem that you have never attended a single one of those family events."

Mrs. Andrews looked as if she was perfectly happy to be standing on my front door step but I was conscious of the fact that I was standing there in my dressing gown, I had no idea what people would think but I did know that I was blushing bright red like a stop light. "Would you like to come in for a cup of tea Mrs. Andrews?"

"I'd like to come in for a chat if I may."

I directed Dawn through to the living room, offered her a seat on the one chair that wasn't acting as a store for ironed or un-ironed laundry, I moved a pile of my children's clothing stacking them on the ironing board. I sat opposite Dawn and my eyes were drawn immediately to the split at the side of her skirt, it was just long enough to allow her to sit properly, high enough to show off a little of her stocking tops without being too tarty. I swallowed hard when I realised that I'd been caught staring for far too long at Dawn's thigh.

"The thing is Victoria, may I call you Victoria?"

"Yes."

"The thing is Victoria, I'm taking a risk with Jonathan, a sales executive isn't a one-man job, it is a partnership, so much so that we give the spouse of our sales executives a generous clothing and entertaining budget to help her partner to project our companies image with our customers."

'Generous clothing allowance, how generous is generous?' ran through my mind.

"I'm being criticised by my boss and the managing director for seconding Jonathon into an executive position without knowing anything about you at all, if dear Ken is unable to return to work and you turn out to project the wrong image then we will have to send Jonathon back to the cupboard I found him in and there will be discontinuity with a very important customer as we try and get a permanent replacement for Ken into position. Now I know that your husband can do the job with his eyes closed, I watched him very closely yesterday afternoon, he worked his socks off to entertain our clients, I was very impressed with what I saw but it will do him no good if you aren't on board with him."

Dawn looked at me thoughtfully, I was blushing cherry red now, probably all the way down to my toes, "Erm, you keep calling my husband Jonathan, I didn't marry a Jonathon, I married a Johnny or John if you must but not Jonathon!"

Dawn smiled and she looked at her watch, "Not bad Victoria, the way that Johnny described you I was sure that you'd never correct me! He tells me that you're very shy, you don't like strangers or large groups of people and that's why you've never been to one of our staff events, none of the sporting events, not the summer picnic with your kids or the Christmas party. Johnny can't keep his new job if you aren't on board and some of the people you'll be expected to be pleasant and friendly with can be real slime buckets but they are slime buckets that pay the wages of over a thousand people nationwide."

Dawn seemed to relax a little; she crossed her legs, the hint of stocking top turned into a band of white thigh and a very pretty, purple and black, lace suspender holding her stocking up. I felt my face turn even redder at the sight of so much thigh on show in my living room.

"Are you willing to help Johnny to keep his new job Victoria?"

I thought about it, I'd seen a remarkable change in my husband in just a few hours, he'd been turning steadily more and more grey as the years passed by, Dawn described Johnny's work location perfectly, a windowless, high security location full of filing cabinets and folders. Johnny was like the butterfly emerging from the chrysalis, turning from the grey drudge into the brightly coloured butterfly. I nodded my head, "I want to help my husband but I have this little problem..."

"Shyness, I know and I understand. Would you be willing to try something if it would help you to overcome your shyness?"

"What?"

"First, are you willing to try something even if you think it is totally crazy or unbelievably dangerous, would you still risk it to help your husband to get on?"

It took me a long time, I wanted to pin Dawn down to telling me what she had in her mind to help me but whatever scenario I ran through my mind it came out the same, 'Yes', I was willing to help so eventually I nodded my head.

"Good..." Dawn took her mobile phone from her hand bag, "Doctor Gregson, how are you today. I need a little of your extra special treatment for a new patient as soon as possible...no, next week is too late, I need it doing before Saturday...Tomorrow...thanks for that, I'll bring her in tomorrow...thanks, see you then."

I waited for Dawn to hang up her phone before I asked, "What does Dr. Gregson do?"

"He's about the best hypnotist in the country, I'm going to come by tomorrow and pick you up, take you to see Dr. Gregson and let him work his magic on you, then we'll go and do a little shopping and get you ready for Saturday."

"What's happening on Saturday?"

We're taking forty customers to Ascot for a day at the races, then we're going for a dinner dance at The Runnymede-on-Thames, some of our guests will be stopping overnight in the hotel, Johnny and you will need to stay over too as company representatives until after Breakfast on Sunday."

"I can't stop out over night; I have three small children to look after."

"I've already talked about that with your husband, his parents have been anxious to have your three beautiful children stop with them overnight for years. He'll be calling them later, and if you decide that you still can't go through with it after I've finished working on you tomorrow, you just get a night off from looking after your kids and stop at home all on your own."

I agreed to go with Dawn when she came for me the next day but after I let her out I just sat there totally catatonic, I had no idea what I was doing or what was going to happen the next day but I just sat there shocked into inactivity. For the first time since my kids started school, I forgot all about them and was still sitting there staring blankly at the window when my phone rang. One of my friends was picking her children up from school and she had spotted my three waiting at the school gates for me. We had a quick exchange and my friend offered to walk my three home so that I didn't have to run all the way to school.

I managed to snap out of it a little by the time my kids got home and supervise their homework. Johnny arrived home just in time for dinner so the kids did their usual news about their day over the meal and Johnny took the kids over to the park for a kick about as it was a nice evening and it would boil off the kids' excess energy. While they were over the park I washed the pots and then I went and checked my wardrobe. Because I never actually 'went out' as it were, I didn't have anything I could possibly wear to something as formal as a dinner dance, I actually knew that before I looked but I did have my wedding dress and my going away outfit, both more than ten years old, both before I had three kids.

I discounted my wedding dress, that was just like a fountain of froth with a long train, I could perhaps have it remodelled in time but not by the weekend. I tried my going away outfit, I totally surprised myself when I slipped my going away outfit on and it didn't fit me, no surprise there I hear you say, it was after all bought ten years and three children ago but you would be wrong, it was actually too big for me. The only problem with my going away outfit was that it was designed to be on the cutting edge of fashion ten years ago and that fashion hadn't come back into style yet, so not only did it look baggy but 'bag-lady' too.

There was a tumble of bodies as my family rolled into the house; Johnny was trying to tickle Sarah to death as they tumbled through the kitchen door while Dawn and Peter were trying to protect their sister. Johnny kept saying over and over, "What's his name, I'm going to tickle you until you tell me his name!"

With the help of Dawn and Peter Sarah managed to escape and ran for the stairs with her brother and sister in hot pursuit. "What was that all about?"

"A boy, how old were you the first time your father knew you had a boyfriend?"

"Sixteen."

"And how old were you the first time you actually had a boyfriend?"

I laughed for the first time since my chat with Dawn Andrews earlier in the day, "Sixteen, it was my dad who actually pointed the boy out, he told me he thought the boy was interested in me and that I should go over and say hi to him!"

It was Johnny's turn to laugh, "I'll bet your father was starting to worry that you'd never leave home if he didn't kick-start your interest in boys!"

"Probably but what's that got to do with Sarah?"

"Well, we were out on the park and I saw her bat her eyelids at that boy from over Field Head way..."

"Thomas, Thomas Thatcher!"

"...Right, yes I know his father now you remind me of his name, well, Thomas sauntered over and just started chatting to Sarah right in front of me, Sarah lost all interest in our game of football. When it was time to come home it looked like he was about to kiss her until I called her name, that put a crimp in his style."

"What are you worrying about?"

"Well, for a start off, Sarah's only thirteen and Thomas is fifteen and in ten weeks time, Sarah will move up to the same school as Thomas, they'll be going to school on the same bus and coming home together as well."

"You think Thomas is too old for Sarah?"

"No."

"Too young?"

"No."

"Johnny, I'm confused now, how can he not be one or the other?"

"It's not him, it's Sarah, she's far too young."

"An average thirteen year old girl is probably at the same emotional age as a seventeen year old boy, I think Sarah's above average for her age group, I wouldn't be surprised to find that she was interested in young men rather than boys."

"Well, she seemed plenty interested in Thomas from what I could see."

I shouted up the stairs to tell the kids to get bathed and changed into their night clothes. Johnny wrapped me in his arms, I caught a little of his scent, "Pheeeeew! Perhaps you should be in the bath instead of the kids."

Johnny bent his head to sniff closer to his armpit, "Pheeeew indeed, I think I'm getting to old for running around the park after three kids for an hour. By the way, I have something on at work this weekend, my boss told me to get something fixed up for the kids to be looked after for the weekend but I told her that you wouldn't want to join us."

Johnny went up stairs to use the toilet, fortunately in our Victorian house the toilet and the bathroom were two separate rooms with just a partition wall between them. I heard the stream all the way down stairs, then the flush and Johnny came down his face was a little red. "Did you know that they still all go in the bath together?"

"They stopped sharing the tub over a year ago but you complained that all the hot water had been used up one day so they all went back to sharing the tub again."

"Well, I don't think it's really healthy, Peter had...well, you know, Sarah's a little too old to be sharing her bath with her younger brother."

"I'm sure that she'll stop doing it if she starts to feel embarrassed by it but speaking from the position of the shyest person in the world, I don't want her to ever feel embarrassed by her body or anyone else's for that matter."

I don't know why I hadn't mentioned Dawn Andrews visiting me earlier or the fact that I was going to go with her to see a hypnotist the next day; I probably didn't want to get Johnny's hopes up prematurely. Johnny played a game of Cluedo with the kids; I helped Peter a little because he was so much younger than the girls but not so much that it skewed the results. After the game ended Johnny took all three up to their bedrooms and allowed them to read a little of their book to him before going to sleep.

Johnny was already in his dressing gown when he came down to the living room again after having a shower. And I heard all about his day, I would say at work but because of his new job I could hardly call it work. He'd taken three men from an engineering company to Silverstone Racetrack for a day of driving high performance sports cars as well as lunch with a few of the Formula One drivers who just happened to be around the hospitality suite and green room while Johnny and his guests were there.

Eventually we got around to sex, or should I say unusually because we'd had sex only the day before and that was out of our usual diarised sexual almanac. "Are you still sore from last night?"

"No."

"How about your throat, is that still hurting you?"

"No, that's okay as well."

Johnny reached out for the back of my head and pulled me down onto his lap where I took his cock into my mouth but as he let my head go I lifted my mouth, "This time don't push it in so hard."

Johnny settled back and let me work on his cock at my own pace. He stopped me three times as he closed in on his orgasm and then he stopped me and he undressed me and spent an hour bring me to orgasm after orgasm with his fingers and his tongue but again, he didn't go mad so I wasn't feeling at all sore. At eleven o'clock we sat opposite each other on the couch and we both masturbated to completion while watching the other. Johnny had to encourage me to clean his cock for him with my mouth but I realised that it was all just part of acclimatising me to the taste of his semen.

I can't really say that I'd ever really considered self masturbation as a sexual act but watching Johnny wanking himself as I did myself I found it a massive turn on and even though I wasn't putting a whole lot of effort into rubbing myself, as Johnny climaxed shooting his seed all over his thighs and dressing gown I got a ninety percent uplift in my own climax and found myself spurting a little bit for the first time in my life.

I made sure that we were both covered in bed just in case Dawn rushed in again early in the morning, I had panties on and Johnny wore his 'Y-fronts' but as usual because of the heat building up as the summer holidays approached we both ended up with no covers on the bed when the kids came in first thing in the morning. Sarah stood there with an indignant look on her face, "It's not fair mummy, it's so hot up here and you make us wear our nighties in bed but you and daddy don't wear your nighties.

I had to run for the toilet because the image of Johnny in a nighty almost made me wet myself. As I walked back into my bedroom with my breasts swaying slightly with every step and Peter looking from my chest area to Sarah's, looking like he was mentally comparing the two of us. It dawned on me that just a few days earlier I would have been desperately trying to hide my nakedness from my husband and my kids. Perhaps I had already taken one massive step towards beating my innate shyness!

Johnny went to the toilet while I wrapped my body in my dressing gown and tied the belt closed at the side, all three of my exhibitionist children were badgering me to allow them to sleep without their night clothes on, I ended up coming to a compromise, "If the temperature in your bedrooms are above twenty-four degrees centigrade at bedtime tonight you don't have to wear nighties in bed!"

I cooked breakfast while Johnny was taking a shower and after eating his food as quickly as he could he raced out of the house, he had to drive over to the racecourse to check everything was ready for his debut event, his company were hiring a marquee from the racecourse organisers as well as catering staff to serve canapés and champagne to his guests during the races as well as set out a finger buffet lunch. Johnny also had to visit the hotel to make sure that he could still have the dining room for their dinner as well as the large conference room for the dancing.

I took a quick shower while the kids got ready for school and then walked them through the village to their school, this would be the last day that I would walk all three children to school together, Sarah was transferring to 'big school' after the summer holidays. I spotted Thomas Thatcher at the bus stop waiting for the school bus with four of his friends, he took a step back so his friends couldn't see him and he gave Sarah a subtle little wave, Sarah grinned, looked up at me and then blushed a little.

"So, Thomas Thatcher is sweet on you is he?"

"Oh mum, you're so...so...old fashioned."

"How would you put it?"

"Tom likes me, he's asked me if I want to go out with him but it's just..."

Sarah pulled a face; she was trying to work out how she could word the rest of her sentence.

"...Practice, Tom wants someone to practice with and he thought that I might like to practice with him too!"

"Well, if you're serious you'd better tell your father what you've got planned."

"Oh God no mum, can't you tell him for me?"

"How will your father know that you're mature enough to have a boyfriend if you aren't mature enough to tell him what you want?"

Sarah pulled a face and then nodded her head.

"Your father wants me to go to a works thing for the weekend to do with his new job, we're going to ask Gramps and Grandma to look after you kids for the weekend, will you guys be okay?"

The kids exchanged glances and raised their eye brows several times and then Sarah acted as spokesperson, "Can we stay up late as we're on holiday starting tomorrow?"

I'll mention it to your Grandfather but if you're at his house it will be his rules and you girls will have to share a bed with each other."

Peter looked up, "Who can I share with?"

"You don't need to share darling. Gramps has two spare beds."

"Well, that's not fair, the girls always get to share but I never do."

"Well don't complain too much or you might find yourself in the garden sharing the dog's kennel!"

Peter skipped ahead of us happy at the prospect of sleeping in the dog's house on Saturday night.

I got home after the school walk and set about busying myself to keep my mind off of Dawn Andrews' visit. I'd finished all of the ironing and sorted out the bedrooms and was in the middle of tidying the living room when I spotted Dawn's car out on the road at the end of my drive.

I opened the door for her but Dawn didn't want to come in, she told me that we had to go straight away. We drove thirty miles to Luton, went into a multi-purpose clinic building, all kinds of different private medical practitioners. Dawn took me into see the doctor; I sat in a comfortable leather couch while Dawn sat on an uncomfortable chair to one side while the Doctor sat at my side. The doctor and I just looked at each other for a few minutes and then he stood up and offered to shake my hand and he helped me out of the chair. I was totally confused, nothing had happened, nothing had been said but Dawn was writing out a check for the doctor.

As we left the building I asked if there had been a problem. "No, everything went fine, took a little longer that I'd expected so we'll have to get a move on, it's eleven o'clock, we've got to drive over thirty miles to London, buy two dresses and have lunch and then a sixty mile drive to get you home and I have a three thirty appointment!"

London reverberated in my head; I really hated London, the huge number of people like a flood of humanity that seemed to wash over the streets twenty-four hours a day terrified me. Dawn didn't drive all the way into London, she drove to a small town on the outskirts and we took an underground train the last few miles. Dawn took my hand when she saw my reluctance to go into the station and down the escalators, Dawn whispered something and I suddenly relaxed and followed her happily down into the bowels of the earth.

We got off the train under Oxford Street and Dawn knew exactly where she needed to take me for two outfits. The first outfit was quite conservative, in fact I may have chosen one just like it if I were picking an outfit to mix with the good and the great at one of the country's premier racing events, Royal Ascot. Red silk, mid calf with crisp white lace frill sewn inside the neckline and under the hem at the bottom, it had puffed-up three-quarter sleeves again with the same crisp white lace frill sticking out. Convention also demanded that I had to wear a hat because it was ladies day; We found a pillbox hat in the same red silk with red nylon mesh decoration.

The second outfit, the one for the evening dinner dance wasn't quite so conservative. It was once again red and again it was silk but that's where the similarity ended. The second dress was a mini-dress, the skirting was reasonably full but the front and back weren't so! the top part of the dress was made up of four triangles, two at the front and two at the back, the sides of the triangles were joined together with wide black mesh, the front mesh was about two and a half inches wide at the bust going down to a point that ended three inched below the navel, my navel!

Under the arms down to about the same level as the point at the front were oblong panels of the same black mesh and the back of the dress was even more open going to a point lower than the one at the front. "I can't wear that in public, I'd feel uncomfortable alone in the house with my husband wearing it!"

Dawn stroked my right hand and said something that I didn't catch and I happily wandered off to the fitting room to try both dresses on. I left my bra and knickers on, "Victoria, have you got the dress on?"

"Yes."

"Well, come out here and let me see what you look like."

"I can't, I look ridiculous, I can see my bra and my knickers both on display."

The curtain suddenly opened, Dawn took my hand, I watched as she rubbed her thumb over the back of my hand and I suddenly relaxed, "The dress is designed to be worn with nothing under it, you'll look really elegant and really sexy as you glide around the floor with men at the dance. Take your dress off, then take your knickers and bra off and put the dress back on."

I relaxed and wriggled out of the dress just as a man walked behind Dawn, I saw him in the mirror, his eyes almost popped out of his head, Dawn saw me looking intently in the mirror as I was slowly unfastening my bra, she looked over her shoulder and said, "Do you mind!" as she closed the curtains behind her.

When Dawn finally turned back to face me I was totally naked and was stepping into the dress again. as I smoothed the front of the dress against my belly it still looked ridiculous, the area around my breasts looked fine but the mesh at the bottom of the front went lower than my wild ginger bush, in fact, my bush actually reached up to a point that reached my belly button so there was three inches of pubic hair on display, a ginger diamond with hair actually sticking through the mesh.

Dawn looked down at my strawberry patch on display, "Does Johnny like the wild hairy look?"

I shrugged my shoulders, Johnny hadn't really mentioned my bush before but to be honest he hadn't really seen much of my naked body in the light until very recently. "Before I married Trevor, my husband, I asked him what he preferred; I found one of his girly magazines and went through all the pictures of girls showing their various levels of topiary, he liked the totally nude look so as my wedding present to him I had laser treatment to remove every hair and every root so that he never had to see me with a prickly bush. Hasn't Johnny ever mentioned any kind of preference?"

I shook my head. "Well, you'll have to do something before tomorrow evening, at least down to here..." Dawn pressed her finger against the dress just below where the netting showed my body off. "...You have three main options in the time you have, you could shave or wax, both will give you a nice sharp line but the drawback with shaving is that the hairs grow back even faster and it is like a porcupine for weeks after. Waxing takes longer to come back and the hairs are softer when they return but it is as painfull as all hell while it's being done. I prefer depilatory cream, even though I had laser treatment hairs do occasionally grow back from time to time but, if you're using cream you can never get a really crisp sharp edge. If Johnny wants some hair left let him shave you, if he prefers the totally bald look then use cream."

The dresses were both bagged up and we ran to a shoe shop, Dawn bought two pairs of red patent leather shoes for me, one pair were slightly fuller over the foot with a four inch high Cuban heel, the other pair had more piercings through the leather and the toe area was open, they had six inch high spike heels. The idea was that the Cuban heeled shoes were for the daytime, there was a high probability that I'd end up walking on grass at some point and the Cuban heels wouldn't sink in quite so easily on the grass. The six inch spikes were for dancing in which would be a new experience for me, I had only ever danced in flat sandals before, mind you, that was at school where there were only other girls to dance with.

On the underground train Dawn said, "How will you cope with men flirting with you?"

"I've not had much experience of men flirting with me."

"So Johnny has never seen any men flirting with you before?"

"No, we tended to avoid...I tended to avoid situations where there could be strangers, especially strange men...men that were strangers...Hell, you know what I mean."

"Do you think Johnny could be jealous?"

I shook my head, "I wouldn't think so but I can't be sure, like I said, we've never been in any situations where he could have reason to be jealous!"

"I'll have to have a word with him, in that dress men will be flirting with you all evening. A jealous outburst from Johnny could cost us valuable business."

Dawn took the evening outfit, the dress, the shoes and the self support stockings, the only three items of clothing that I would be wearing at the dinner dance, with her; she would deliver my outfit and hers to the hotel on her way to Ascot on Saturday morning. I think Dawn wanted my evening outfit to be a surprise for Johnny, either that or she just wanted to make sure that my outfit arrived at the hotel and didn't get left at home by me on purpose.

I had an hour before I needed to collect the kids from school so I started wondering what to do about my bush. I knew that most of Johnny's university books and magazines were packed in boxes in the cellar and remembering that Dawn had mentioned that before they married Dawn's fiancé had a collection of male masturbatory material, I went in search of the box that Johnny had marked, 'Magazines - Private'.

I found thirty different 'wank mags' in that box and using standard detective principals, such as standing a magazine on its spine and allowing it to fall open, expecting it to fall open at the pages most often visited, I soon found the answer to my question. The pages most visited were those where the girls had the least hair covering their sex.

On my way to collect the kids from school I popped into the general store and found a pot of depilatory cream, as my kids enjoyed the first day with no homework after school I ran into the bathroom and used the hair removal cream on my lower body. I was still wrapped in a towel when Johnny phoned, he had arranged for his father to pick the kids up for the weekend tonight after dinner, originally Johnny was going to take them first thing on Saturday morning but the way things were going he would be very late home tonight and we would have to leave earlier in the morning that he had anticipated.

Johnny didn't get home until long after I went to bed alone, I'd been excited all evening in anticipation of him coming home and discovering the change I'd made to my body. I heard him come home at just after midnight, heard him making himself a hot drink but I fell asleep again soon after, I woke at six o'clock in the morning and the bed at my side was still undisturbed. I went down to the living room; Johnny was asleep in the armchair, the mug still in his hand and still full of coffee balanced on the arm of the chair.

I woke Johnny and he ran to the bathroom while I made tea and toast for us both. I'd finished my breakfast by the time Johnny ran back into the living room wearing just his underpants and fastening his dress shirt as he ran through to the kitchen where a hired grey tailcoat and grey trousers where hanging in a suit bag on the back of the door. I went to the bathroom to dress in the conservative red dress, I didn't need a bra under the dress because the top was designed to support my breasts and create the cleavage. I did wear a pair of white cotton bikini panties under the dress and as I walked in the kitchen and did a twirl for Johnny he gave me a wolf whistle, "I can see what Dawn meant now when she told me that the customers would be flirting with you all day, dressed like that I wouldn't blame them for trying it on with you!"

'Jesus, if you think this is sexy, just wait until you see what Dawn has at the hotel for me to change into before dinner tonight!'

I smiled and gave Johnny a little curtsey, "So, I look good?"

"You look better than good, you look fantastic!"

Johnny's top hat was in a leather hat box sitting on the back seat of his car, Johnny didn't dress up this much even on our wedding day, it was going to be very strange seeing him so dressed up just to watch a horse race. I was told that one of my jobs at the track would be to push drinks on the guests and get them talking, I was to concentrate on the men and Johnny would be doing the same to their wives.

Dawn and her husband were already at the racetrack meeting and greeting guests as they arrived, Dawn was dressed in the same dress as I was wearing only her outfit was all in blue rather than the scarlet that I was wearing. Dawn kissed my cheek as we walked into their marquee, then she pulled me to one side, "Well, which option did Johnny take?"

I looked at her a little strangely, not really understanding her question, "Did he go for the trim, the Brazilian or the fully nude look?"

"We didn't get the chance to talk about it, he phoned to say he'd be really late home and that I shouldn't wait up for him so I went to his old stash of girly magazines and the pages that seemed to have been visited most had bare so I did the same."

"What did he say when he saw you like that?"

"He hasn't seen me yet, he didn't get as far as the bedroom last night, he was so tired he fell asleep in the armchair drinking coffee."

"He's going to get a big surprise when he sees you in your frock tonight!"

Dawn dipped her hand into her handbag and pulled a wad of cash out, she flipped through the bundle and then she pushed five hundred pounds into my hand.

"What's the money for?"

"As a talking point, just pick one man and take him to the bookmakers, ask him what horse he fancies in the next race and place a twenty pound bet on whatever horse he says, stick with him until after the race, have a good conversation, give him a drink or two, if your horse wins give the man a kiss on the cheek as a thank you for picking you a winner, if your horse loses, a consolation hug or kiss would be lovely. After the race is over pick another man for the next race and do it all over again. Whatever you win, if you win anything, add it to your dress budget for the next event."

"Next event, how many of these things will I have to go too?"

"Johnny will be expected to organise four or five events like this a year and as his wife, you'll be expected to attend every one of them and help lighten the load on your husband's shoulders."

Dawn took my right hand and rubbed her thumb across the back of my hand and said something that I didn't quite here but her soothing words made me relax a lot and I headed straight for the next man to arrive, introduced myself, asked him what he wanted to drink and linked my arm in his as I guided him over to the bar. My eyes flicked over to Johnny, he was talking to the man's wife and he followed me to the bar.

There was an hour until the first race. Johnny kept asking me if I was okay but he needn't have bothered really as I was having a ball flirting with so many men and having them flirt with me. One of the customers, an overweight man who really didn't look good in a penguin suit, it was obviously his own because it was one of the few dark suits in the marquee and it looked well worn as well. He told me a very sexually explicit joke, as he told me it, it was so dirty that he had to place his lips right against my ear and whisper so I was the only one to hear it. As he delivered the punch line his whisper went even quieter so I had to lean in even closer and he took advantage of that, as soon as he finished delivering the joke he kissed my cheek.

I looked over at Johnny and he grinned at me when he saw the man kissing me. I felt a little earthquake run through my body at Johnny's reaction to seeing one of his customers kissing my cheek. As the man moved away from me I felt fingers brush the back of my neck, a whispered word that I didn't hear and Dawn passed me also giving me a smile, she mouthed, "Are you enjoying yourself?"

I grinned like a fool and nodded my head at her as she appeared to glide away from me as if she were on skates.

As the day progressed I discovered a new meaning to the term 'Turned on' and began to wish I could sneak away for thirty minutes with Johnny as the last race approached and I was going through my flirting routine for the twentieth time I wished I could just sneak away for thirty minutes with anyone, I'd even do it to myself if necessary, I'd masturbated in front of Johnny once already so I'd discovered how much fun I could have on my own, with or without Johnny watching.

As the race event came to a close I breathed a sigh of relief, at last I'd be able to get away with Johnny for some well deserved sex, we had an hour before the dinner dance started and I planned on using that hour to get rid of the itch between my legs that had been driving me mad all afternoon. As I said goodbye to the last guest Dawn collected Johnny and me and dragged us off to the office in the main stand. There were all kinds of admin that had to be done, things that needed agreeing and things that needed to be signed off. The marquee that we'd been using all day was having our company logos removed and Land-Rovers logos plastered everywhere, they were even driving a Discovery mark three into the centre of the tent.

My fuck time was being eaten up with work; I was feeling so desperate to get rid of my itchy-fanny that I was considering doing it there in the office in front of everyone. I squeezed my thighs together tightly and relaxed, as I clamped down for the second time I felt a wave of pleasure run through my body and while Dawn and Johnny went through the processes of big business I sat there in the office getting myself off gently, lost in my own little world.

By the time everything was sorted out in the racetrack office there was only thirty minutes to get to the hotel, get showered and changed into our evening clothes. I was driven to the hotel by Dawn and her husband because all of my clothes were in Dawn's room, the first time Johnny would get to see my formal dress would be in the hotel's dining room and if he felt that it was too revealing it would be far too late to do anything about it.

Once again Dawn and I were dressed exactly the same but her formal dress was blue as were her shoes. Tony and Johnny were both in the dining room checking that the place names on the tables matched the seating plan. I was to sit at the side of Maxwell Williams, his company had three million pounds worth of engineering work in Johnny's main factory and Johnny had to try and persuade Maxwell to give him the next phase of the contract, another three or four million pounds worth of work, the only fly in the ointment was that Johnny's main competitor was also courting Maxwell and his check book.

Dawn had told me to be extra nice to Maxwell; I hadn't seen him earlier because the competition had already grabbed his afternoon slot with tickets to an England verses South Africa cricket match at the Oval. Maxwell was a widow, sixty years old and he saw his kids as ungrateful and spoiled little brats, they had no interest in his business, just in spending his money as quickly as possible. "My son is the same age as your husband, I wish he showed a quarter of the gumption that your husband shows, I've only known him a short while but what I've seen has impressed me a great deal."

I warmed to Maxwell Williams over carrot and coriander soup, he flirted with me over the beef wellington, I let him kiss me as we ate chocolate soufflé, I wasn't exactly flirting with Maxwell but I wasn't turning him down either.

After the meal, coffees were being served in another room while the tables were all cleared and half of the tables removed from the dining room. While we were drinking our coffee Maxwell steered me into the corner of the room, "How far are you willing to go to help your husband in his business dealings Victoria?"

"I'm not sure really, I'm expected to help him out at events like this and other socials with his clients, help to entertain them, why do you ask?"

"I need a date to accompany me to the Lord Mayor's banquet next week, I was planning on hiring an escort for the evening but the problem is, everyone would spot an escort from a mile away, actually half the men here today will be at that event too and they'll all know that you're Johnny's wife, that would give me an added kick, everyone knowing I was out at a social event with Johnny's wife."

I'll have to ask Johnny but I can't see any reason why not."

I didn't go straight to Johnny because he was busy schmoosing another of his customers, I headed for Dawn to ask her what she thought. "I think it's a great idea, I'll have a word with Johnny, I can see a lot of good coming from you accompanying Maxwell to the Mayor's banquet but we'll need to get you a spectacular dress though and in double quick time."

Dawn made a bee-line for Johnny, she gathered up another of her staff to take Johnny's place with the customer so she could take Johnny to one side and talk to him about Maxwell's request. As Dawn spoke to Johnny he looked over at me and got that stupid schoolboy grin on his face again, I just stood there making small talk to a few of the minor customers who were just there to make up the numbers, Johnny left Dawn and headed straight for me. Johnny pulled me into the far corner of the room, the corner furthest from the people.

"Dawn just told me that Maxwell wants to take you with him to a banquet..." Johnny opened his jacket to show me his erection, "...I have to say that hearing that has had a remarkable effect on me, as you can see!"

I had a quick look around, Johnny and I were in a corner and no one was paying us any attention, I stepped in closer to Johnny, stood at his side facing out into the room while Johnny was still facing into the corner and as soon as I was happy that we were being totally ignored I slipped my hand down the front of my husband's trousers and rubbed him off for five minutes, I didn't take him anywhere close to an orgasm, just wanted to give him something on account and as I rubbed him I said, "So it turned you on knowing that Maxwell wants to take me on a date?"

Johnny gasped and whispered, Ohhhhh...yesssssss!"

I pulled my hand out of his trousers and I patted his cock through his trousers the, "Should I dance with Maxwell or should I spread myself around a bit?"

"Well, don't make it obvious but try and favour Maxwell as much as possible."

I was about to walk away and I stopped, a thought had crossed my mind, "What if Maxwell makes a pass at me? What should I do? Slap his face or go along with him?"

I looked down at Johnny's trousers, his cock made a jump, trying to escape his trousers.

"Go with it..."

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