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 Author: Ribeye98
Title: Thornwood Episode II - School Pride
Part: 39 of 44
Summary: Rachel's spiral of arousal and embarrassment continues with
school pride day.
Keywords: fsolo, mast, exhib, voy, humil, nc, mf, Mf, 1st, bd,
blackmail, toys, nosex
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   "BOOM!  KaChunk, KaChunk, KaChunk, KaChunk..."
   Rachel jumped at the noise behind her.  She turned to see the dryer
quaking violently.  A line of smoke streamed out the back but she wasn't in
immediate danger.  Richard called from the living room "Is everything OK?"
He was coming to investigate!
   Fortunately, Rachel had been in the process of getting dressed when the
dryer exploded.  She quickly pulled the gown over her head.
   As she pushed her arms into the short sleeves and started pulling the
gown down her body, she noticed that the nightgown was smaller than it
originally looked.  It wasn't too tight, but it was very form fitting.  And
it was fighting her all the way down.
   **'Not so restrictive' my ass!  Either Eric's mom is a liar, or you're
rushing it because you're nervous.  Settle down.
   Richard took longer than expected to climb out of his recliner.  But she
could sense him approaching from around the corner.  The hemline was now to
her waist.  She had just enough time.  She had almost cut things too close
with her deviant naked behavior but one last good tug and she would have
beaten the clock.
   Thinking she was home free, Rachel watched at the doorway as she
completed the final tug.  Warning bells went off in her head telling her
something wasn't right with the gown.  She looked down at herself and cried
out "Oh my God".
   Just then Richard appeared in one doorway and Eric's mom in the other.
There was Rachel standing in a sexy black nightgown with a look of abject
fear on her face.  The thin silky material clung to her every muscle and
curve from the tight short sleeves and neck all the way down to her hips; a
compact fit on Rachel's long skinny frame.
   What prevented her bust from being a problem was a unique and clever
accommodation in the gown's design.  It began with a modestly high
neckline. But it only came down a few inches before the fabric stopped. 
Then there was a large empty oval right where the bust would normally be.
There was a thin ribbon sewn into the seam to help the hole maintain its
shape.  Below the hole, the satin material resumed and continued on down
her stomach like normal.  The gown ended with a couple inches of red lace
trim around the bottom.
   Eric's mom smiled at the scene.  She couldn't have planned it better. 
Rachel looked perfect modeling her new cupless negligee.  The window in
front lined up with her chest so that nothing was hidden.  Her young mounds
overflowed their oval border and spilled out in all directions.  The gown
provided no support, yet her bulging teenage breasts needed none.  They
persevered on their lofty perch as if refusing to sag and impede the view
of the satin material under them.
   Her engorged nipples were an added bonus.  They were rock hard and
lewdly betraying what could only be abject arousal.  Their pink coloring
contrasted nicely with her creamy white skin on the black satin background.
Rachel's new nightgown was designed to showcase her naked breasts and
flawless nipples in the most pronounced way possible.  It served its
purpose to perfection.
   Rachel instantly reacted to cover her naked boobs from Richard's eyes.
She pressed a hand into the middle of each breast to at least cover the
most embarrassing parts.  It was the touch her hyper-aroused nipples had
long been waiting for.  On contact they reacted with a flash of extreme
pleasure and Rachel cried out again.  It felt like hot pokers were burning
holes through her palms.
   Her body which had seemed satisfied moments ago was now a raging
inferno. She had to remove her hands or risk something much worse than
embarrassing exposure.  She cried out again in wordless anguish as she
forced her hands to let go and exposed her nakedness to Richard prying
gaze.
   "Hmmmaugh" her face showed signs of internal conflict and distress.  She
almost reached back up.  But bit her lip and held her pose.
   The unexpected dryer mishap and subsequent shock of forced exposure got
her adrenaline pumping.  Rachel took heaving breaths which only drew more
attention to the impressive display of her natural assets.  She felt
helpless and unable to stop Richard from staring at every inch of her
glorious rack.  She couldn't touch them but she had to do something.  She
couldn't escape.  Her legs were jelly and both exits were blocked by
someone.  In an act of futile defiance she turned away from him as best she
could and tried to control her breathing.
   The dryer was still making a grinding noise but was in its death throes.
Richard noticed his wife looking at him.  She wanted him to deal with the
dryer so Richard walked over to it.  His eyes were still glued to Rachel
but he managed to put and end to its misery by unplugging it.  He stayed
there and opened the dryer door while continuing to study Rachel and her
latest clothing twist.  The red and black nightgown transformed his wispy
angel into a devil.  It discarded the pretenses of concealment and jumped
straight to displaying the charms of a seductive temptress.  He felt like
the luckiest man on Earth.
   In another setting Rachel might have felt like a temptress in this
outfit.  But she was too humiliated to think about that.  In her scramble
to get covered she began to see the other problem with the nightgown.  In
the dim light of the hallway the black satin was mostly opaque.  But it
wasn't so much the type of material that concerned her as the amount.  The
problem began where the material ended only a few inches below her waist.
The red lace trim below that was only a couple inches wide and mostly
transparent.  It wrapped around behind her in a snug embrace; a nice
decoration on the top part of her bottom.  But it was largely ineffective
as a skirt.
   With her back turned to Richard, Rachel was acutely aware of her exposed
bottom.  Turning back around would not have helped because the same problem
existed in front.  The transparent lace barely covered the top half of her
pussy lips.  Rachel tried to pull it down but the material was not made to
stretch and refused to budge even an inch.  It only shimmered as she
wrestled with it.
   Eric's mom had been waiting for this encounter.  When she was buying the
negligee, she anticipated that Rachel would not approve; especially after
she discarded the matching bra and panties that were supposed to make up
the rest of the ensemble.  She hadn't bought it for Rachel's benefit
though. She was merely using the girl as a lure.  Based on Richard's
reaction, the ploy had already worked.
   Sadly he just wouldn't have reacted the same to seeing his wife in it.
She wasn't about to try and compete after seeing the way it fit every curve
on the teenage girl and particularly the way Rachel filled out the braless
window.  She would settle for using this lure to gain her prize later in
the evening.  And if she played her cards right, for many evenings to
come...TO BE CONTINUED
  
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