Chapter 152

February 24, 2018

Dear Ms. Diary,

I woke abruptly in the dark with a bit of panic. I lay there with arms around me from both sides trying to figure out the cause of my alarm. I had just about succumbed to my drooping eyelids when I figured it out. I was naked. I thought about that for a while, deciding that putting clothes on now would not make any real difference so drifted back to sleep.

I woke to quiet talking.

“ ... how many of us are naked.”

“Beth is, you and I aren’t. That’s all I can tell from here,” Lana answered.

Rhee said, “Brett’s got his ... panty on, but that’s all.”

“Lucky you.”

“Yes. I woke one time with my left arm and leg wrapped around him. That was nice. Although I woke this time wrapped around you, I find that’s nearly as good.”

“I love this life, getting to sleep with ... my lovers. I was surprised Beth was out cold right after Brett came.”

I quietly responded with, “That was a massive cum, and it knocked me out.”

“Yeah. You were loud ... at least for you. Not Heather loud. Goddess, that was fun last night. I can’t wait to be able to be naked all the time here... with Brett.”

“I look forward to that, too,” Brett said a little groggily, “but last night was spectacular. I loved looking at all of you ... making yourselves cum. Oh, goddess, I’m getting so...”

The alarm stopped Brett mid-sentence. Fortunately, it’s not a brutal alarm, coming on low and gradually rising in loudness.

Liya slapped it off, then sat up and stretched.

I said, “I’m glad I wasn’t the only one that broke the rules last night.”

She looked across Meka, Brett, Rhee, and Lana at me as I began sitting up.

“Oops,” she said.

“Liya, you’re lovely and I love you.”

Liya looked at Brett, responding, “Thanks, and you’re lovely, too. I had a huge orgasm when you came. How did you manage to hold out for so long?”

His face went red as he stammered, “I ... uh ... couldn’t ... um ... I wanted to give you all some time, so I ... uh ... didn’t ... I took my time and ... lots of breaks. Goddess, it’s so incredible to hear you all orgasm and know it’s because of me.”

“It was because of you,” Liya responded. “It was because of the orgasm you gave me that I didn’t remember to put on my PJs until I was almost asleep, and I didn’t want to put any energy then into getting dressed.”

“I know we have rules, but I don’t mind that some of us weren’t in any condition to remember them last night. I barely got my ... panty on before I crashed. Goddess, yesterday was so good. Again, I know we have an agreement, but I’ll never take advantage of any of you if you forget ... or if I forget. I’m ... very hard now and, although I love seeing you and Beth naked, that won’t make me forget and try to ... feel you up or anything.”

“Thanks, Brett,” I said. After he nodded, I added, “We have an appointment with Katherine this morning, so we should get up and get going.”

I put action to words by gathering my unworn PJs, exiting the bed, putting the PJs away in the closet, then heading to the bathroom, by which time Brett had caught up with me.

“You’re lovely with clothes. Without, you’re ... incredibly so.”

I turned a bit pink and was about to respond when Heather said, “Isn’t she?! And what a scofflaw, too. She had a chance to put something on, but chose to keep breaking the rules.” I was going to say something to that, but she continued with, “I love looking at her naked body. Of course, Brett, it’s even more incredible making love with her, being able to get my hands and mouth everywhere on her. I can’t imagine you’ll love that any less than I do.”

“I can’t, either.”

Heather then said, “You’re okay with walking around with that lovely boner being obvious?”

“It’s somewhat embarrassing, but I figured weeks ago that I’ll have to get used to it, ‘cause you girls keep me so turned on.”

“I’m glad,” she responded, “because I like seeing it and knowing we turn you on. I’ll tell you something. The main reason we want you to keep that covered before we’ve got the go-ahead for sex is not that we’re worried that you’ll take advantage, but that we will. We all want that in us. If we can’t have it in our pussies, we’ll take it in our mouths. Brett, we really love you, and you also make us crazy in lust for you. We understand that it’ll probably take you some time before you can develop stamina at love-making with us, but we’re looking forward to the time when two or three of us can make love with you on the same erection.”

“Hear, hear!” Rhee continued with, “We’re going to give you a lot of sex so you can develop that stamina. I suspect you’ll have a sore cock more than once.”

“Oh, goddess,” exclaimed Brett.

We got our acts together, got dressed, ate breakfast, and were pulling up to the back door of Armoire d’Amour almost precisely at 8:30. Katherine opened the door shortly after Celeste knocked on it.

“Come on in.”

Celeste responded, “Hi, Katherine. Thanks for doing this for us.”

“No problem. I’d consider doing this for other frequent customers, but I’ve no problem doing it for our most interesting group of frequent customers.”

“We’ve brought another of our housemates. This is Andressa Pires. She’s from Brazil and is at the university here. Andressa, this is our favorite retailer, Katherine Couture. Her name seems to have made her destined to work here.”

Katherine smiled at Celeste, then at Andy, saying, “Welcome. How did you get involved with these girls?”

“Celeste and I have lived on the same floor at the university for a while.”

“Ah.”

She picked out Char and said, “I see you’re back.”

“I am, but I’m going back to Grass Valley today. However, I’ll be here full-time beginning in early March.”

Katherine nodded, then turned searching for Liya, and asked, “What clothing needs are we working on today?”

“This time we’re not looking for the same thing for everyone. Instead, for the girls, we’re looking for interesting, brief, and sexy tops. We have lots of tube tops, as they’re easy for me to make, but we’d like some other options. For Brett, we want to increase the ... risqué aspect of what we’re now calling his panties.”

Katherine looked a question at Brett, who answered, “No, I don’t mind. Why should I? They serve the same purpose for me as they do for the girls and ‘underwear’ is such a ... non-specific term.”

“And you really don’t mind the girls picking your clothes... all your clothes for you?”

“Again, why should I? They want only the best for me, and that includes dressing to please them. I doubt that I’d mind much even if they weren’t my girlfriends. But they are and I’m reminded every time they dress me ... or, for now, ask me to dress in certain items ... that they’re my girlfriends. Besides, they now ask me to put their outerwear on them, that is, tops and skirts. So, again, why should I mind when I get more relatively intimate time with more girls than probably any other boy in our school?”

Katherine shook her head in amazement, responding, “I doubt there are many other ... if any ... boys in your school that could understand or accept your life. Oh, there are probably hordes that could accept parts of your life. But the whole thing? I doubt it.”

“And we wouldn’t do this for just any sexy guy,” Heather said. “We’d rather share a really great guy than individually deal with all the problems we hear about other boys from other girls. Most ... well ... none of those other girls seem to get it. Many have had numerous boyfriends, some as many as five just this school year, and who knows what the total will be come June. Instead, we’ve been slowly developing our relationship with Brett, and the only angst we have is how to get into a fully sexual relationship with our guy with complete safety.”

“Safety?”

Celeste answered, “Yes. Given the particulars of ... our group relationship, we have two safety concerns. The first is contraception. The Pill is very effective, but the failure rate is still non-zero. While one pregnancy among us would be bad, a second would get attention focused our way that we cannot afford, particularly if the two were among the freshmen. The second is disease. Those of us with previous sexual relationships have gotten tested and we have proof of being clean. I was quite happy that the girls asked for that proof because it shows that they’re thinking carefully about how to proceed in a crazy situation with a lot of potential traps. As you noted the last time we were here, we’re trying very hard to anticipate the sources of trouble, and that brings us full circle to the slow progression we’re taking with our guy, despite how crazy we are for him.”

Katherine stared at Celeste for a few moments, shook her head again, then said, “You’re all amazing ... and fun, which is the main reason that I’m willing to come in early so I can give you my personal attention. All right. Which do you want to do first? Please realize that getting tops for all of you will take time.”

Heather responded, “Let’s start with Brett, because that’s the most important thing. We can always come back again to get tops for the female girls among us.” She and Brett grinned at each other, after which she continued with, “We’re ready for ... incomplete opacity for him. We don’t want anything like mesh, but something that could allow a bit more ... definition would be good.”

“Your relationship has developed a bit, I see.”

“Yes. I think we’re beyond any of us getting the vapors should his cockhead escape his panty, although we’re not yet ready for something like that to happen frequently. We’re more interested in items that will allow more than a distinct bulge to be seen. Additionally, we’re interested in more of the trunk style he already has. Those are simply perfect for what we wanted, and we’ll continue to want him in those even after we’ve gotten to a fully sexual relationship with him.”

Heather then unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and spread the opening in order to show Katherine the trunk she meant. Of course, considering the situation, it also showed a bulge, with the bulge getting bigger as we watched.

Brit remarked, “Goddess, I love seeing him like that.”

Katherine asked, “Is that a rare thing for you?”

“No,” Brit responded. “In the past few weeks, he’s spent quite a bit of time with us wearing one of those ... and only one of those. Oh, goddess, he’s so gorgeous and sexy.”

“Yes, that he is,” Katherine responded.

Brett stammered, “Y-you think I’m ... th-that?”

“Certainly. Your girlfriends have excellent taste. As Brit said, you’re handsome, have a great bod, and, if I may be so forward, a very nice penis. Of course, from what I hear from your girlfriends, those aren’t even your best features.”

Brett, red-faced, asked, “Wh-what is, then?”

“It seems obvious that your personality is number one, although ‘personality’ covers a lot of features, but the important ones here are the willingness not to be dominant, your friendliness, and your mental flexibility. Interestingly, from what I can tell, you need all three of those features to have this ... very attractive harem.”

Brett lost a bit of the heat from his face on that familiar ground, as he responded, “It’s not my harem. It’s our harem. Each of us has all the others. There are no boundaries within our group relationship.”

She stared at him for quite a while, shook her head rapidly, then stated, “I’ve never heard of a group relationship this large, but I’ve also never heard of a group relationship in which there isn’t a single dominant personality.”

Kim answered, “We have what we might consider overall leaders, who are Beth, Meka, and Liya, although any one of us can and does lead in situations in which those individuals have particular expertise. However, you’re right that we have no ... single dominant personality, but that’s somewhat because Beth hates to be seen as running the show. Most of the idea behind ... us is Beth’s, but she is simply something like ... the Chair of the Board. We make decisions as a group, she simply facilitates the discussions necessary to arrive at a consensus, and the vote we make for virtually any significant change must be unanimous.”

“I love this. You girls are very impressive. Please keep me up to date, as I’d really like to see if this works out for you.” After she received some nods, she stated, “I’d prefer you stay back here, as I shouldn’t be seen as obviously serving customers before opening. If you want to work on ... Brett’s ... panties, why don’t you accompany me, Heather.”

The two of them went onto the floor while we hung out chatting in the break room.

Meka asked Brett, “Why don’t you put your pants together?”

“I almost did, but you know Heather’s going to strip me to my panty, then have all of you turn around so I can try on whatever she brings back. Since I know Heather will enjoy that, I’m happy to make her job just a little bit easier.”

Amidst much chuckling from us, Lana stepped over to him and wrapped him in her arms, saying, “Goddess, you’re magnificent, Brett. I love that you’re ... fine with ... even enjoy the way we want to do things. I was in love with you before I moved here, but am so much more, now.”

Another 15 minutes elapsed before Heather and Katherine returned ... carrying a lot of items, some of them obviously more examples in a variety of colors of the trunk style he was wearing. Heather put a little stack of items on the corner of the table near Brett, knelt by him, then encouraged him to stand. She rolled her eyes hugely that he had not put his pants together.

He responded, “I didn’t want you to have to work too hard getting my pants off, so saved you the time it would have taken you to undo them.”

She gazed at him for a few seconds, then said, “Brett, I love you. You’re perfect for us.”

“I hope so. I’m trying very hard to be that.”

Her face only inches in front of his obviously erect cock, she looked up at him, replying, “You’re doing very well.”

She turned back to her task of pulling his jeans down his legs, then off his feet. While she was down there, she pulled off each sock, then stood to “help” him take his shirt off, at which point Meka guffawed.

“He predicted you’d do just that, Heather. Well, he said that you’d strip him to his panty and then make everyone turn around so he could try on what you brought him. The implication was that he’d have to be nude in the room with us, even if we weren’t looking at him.”

“I’m obviously getting too predictable, but, come on! Will you ever get tired of looking at this,” she answered as she waved a hand at Brett wearing only a brief trunk, his cock pressing out the front of it hugely. She handed him one item and said, “Try this one first. Everyone, please face the opposite wall.”

We turned, either sitting or standing, to face the indicated wall. After 15 seconds or so, Brett told us he was done. We turned to see him wearing an interesting trunk. From the waist down, the middle of the front of it was baby blue. The very center of the waist was pushed out a few millimeters by his fully erect cock pointing straight up, but the head did not peek out. The rest of the front was a very pale blue mesh. Although the mesh was fine, the color of the upper parts of his legs and the rest of his pelvic area was easily discernible.

Andy cracked, “Come spring, someone’s going to need an all-over tan,” which resulted in much laughing, with some of that provided by Katherine.

Brett’s face began going red, to which Heather said, “You have nothing about which to be embarrassed, so please do a slow turn.”

As he turned, we realized that the front part was the only part of the trunk that was not fine mesh. While we couldn’t see particular details, we could see his fine ass quite well through that mesh.

There was much oohing and aahing.

Meka said, “While I’d give you some more inches from crown to feet, I wouldn’t change anything else about your body, Brett. You ... are ... lovely.”

As he completed his turn and his face became visible, his embarrassment at Meka’s words was obvious, but he replied, “Thanks, Meka. I would change nothing about yours, my Amazon, our Amazon.”

Meka’s eyes glowed at his words, although she was obviously blushing, even though it could not show.

After a few seconds, Heather picked another item, handed it to him, then said, “Just turn back around, drop that panty, and try this one on.”

He looked into her eyes with something of a questioning look, at which she nodded once slowly. His face went redder, but he gave her a return nod. She briefly wrapped him up and kissed his left shoulder, then stepped back. He put his back to us, then pushed the mostly mesh panty down his legs, at which Katherine gasped. Brett let the panty pool at his feet, then stepped out of it. He bent his right knee and lifted that foot and bent over to get that foot into the next item, then repeated the process with the other leg. I suspected that Heather knew that, with his cock being fully hard, it would not show, but I wondered whether she had considered his balls. At least from my vantage, I could see them reasonably well between his legs as he donned the new panty. I was already turned on, but my pussy let me know that she was turning up the heat.

The second item was a mustard-yellow semi-thong of only medium rise. The outer half of each cheek was in the air and as he slowly turned, we could see that despite the medium rise, the front portion was quite narrow, with virtually the entire junction of the leg with torso on both sides being visible, although I found it hard to notice that because the front portion bulged enough that both the center of the waist and both leg holes were lifted a bit off his skin.

Once Brett was facing away from us, again, Heather said, “I forgot. I wanted to get a vote on each piece as we showed it. Simple majority rules here for the purchase of any item. Please raise your hand if you vote for getting the first one.” She did not need to count, just quickly said, “Katherine, we’ll take that one. Las Amadas, what about this one?”

There was enthusiastic cheering, which Heather interpreted as in favor of buying it.

Cera asked, “Does that semi-thong come in other colors?”

Katherine answered, “Yes, although I have only one more in that size, and it’s in white.”

“Could you order us a couple more?”

“Certainly. Do you want to look at the catalog now, or wait until the ... show is over?”

We agreed on after, so Heather handed Brett the next item. They murmured to each other, after which she kissed him on the back of his left shoulder, then seated herself. Bret doffed the semi-thong and there was a quiet murmuration of pleasure when his ass was naked, again.

Celeste said, “Brett, despite that I like looking at all parts of you, I would certainly have no qualms looking at your bare ass anytime. I can’t wait to sink my teeth into it.”

He dropped the item he had just begun to don, stood up straight, covered both cheeks with his hands, and exclaimed, “Ouch!”

There was much laughing, after which Katherine said, “You girls are so freaking lucky to have him. He’s embarrassed to be naked in front of ... all of you and me, yet he can still respond jokingly to sexy comments. He’s a keeper. I congratulate you, Brett, on your sense to allow your girlfriends their head and for your sense of humor.”

He turned his head over his right shoulder and replied, “Thanks, Katherine. I want to reiterate what Celeste said when we arrived. Thanks for doing this for us. My ... future wives could not have had this much enjoyment at my embarrassment if we were restricted to a changing booth. I don’t know why, but they seem to like showing me off. It’s embarrassing, but I’m slowly getting to be less embarrassed by it.”

“Brett, you couldn’t possibly be doing better at keeping your ... future wives completely focused on you if you tried. Your mix of sang-froid and less-than-cringing embarrassment couldn’t be better. Oh, and I agree with Meka. I’d change nothing about your body other than give you a bit more height. You are delectable, young man.”

He had to turn just slightly to his right to get Katherine fully in view, but once he did, he responded, “Thanks, Katherine. Your opinion means much to me, considering that all of us consider you to be the epitome of elegance and class.”

I quickly turned to look at Katherine, so managed to see her face a bit pink before she ducked her head.

“Katherine Deneuve Couture! Head up! Shoulders back! Be proud!”

Katherine picked her head up and reared back in surprise, then asked, “How’d you know my middle name?”

“I didn’t. I just pick random names for that, and that name seemed apropos for a couple of reasons. Were you named for her?”

“Yes.”

“Your parents got that just right, then. Beauty and class.”

“You think it’s classy to be selling sexy and revealing clothes to ... young women?”

“It’s not what you do that’s important, it’s how you do it. Well, up ... or rather, down to a point.” When Katherine just stared at Liya, she added, “Think about it this way. Look at Brit. Go ahead, look at her.” After Katherine had gazed at Brit for a few seconds, Liya said, “Now, look at Char.” After Katherine gazed at her for a few seconds, Liya asked, “Do you see two women who are both more confident than they were on either of their first times here? That is partly your doing. Oh, we had a lot to do with it, too, but you treated them kindly and like worthwhile people that could choose to be whatever they wanted, rather than unhappy girls. While some would think you’re simply selling sex here, you’re not. You’re selling self-empowerment. You’re selling self-respect. Above all, you’re selling self-confidence. This place helped change me from a girl who considered herself plain and convinced me that not only was I someone who mattered but someone who was attractive. Again, my four sisters did the heavy lifting there, but the clothes I got here and the reactions those clothes got, helped convince me that I was attractive and worthwhile.”

“You ... you all see that?” When she got lots of nods, Katherine heaved a deep breath, then added, “I thought no one saw that, one of the main reasons I wanted to do this. Yes, some of the product lines I sell are for the alt-sex crowd, but there’s no other walk-in source for such stuff in or near Elkton.”

Char cut to the heart of something implied by Katherine’s words by saying, “So, you not only manage the place, but you also own it. Yes?”

Katherine stared at Char for nearly ten seconds, closed her eyes, and breathed deeply, then nodded and replied, “Please don’t let on about that. The staff doesn’t know, but you figured it out from some ... poorly chosen words on my part. Right?” When Char nodded, she shook her head, then said, “What I would have done for friends like you when I was in school. I don’t know your story, Char, but as a high-school girl, I was a lot as you seemed on your first visit here. You were uncertain, but you obviously trusted these girls. Considering what they wanted you to get and wear proved that for me. I congratulate you on your choice of friends.”

She raised her eyebrows and rounded her eyes, looked at Brett, then said, “I can’t believe that I managed to forget about this incredible hunk of a guy standing there in his birthday suit, although I see that he didn’t forget that he’s naked in a roomful of women.” She glanced around the table, then added, “I assume either that none of you has seen his cock, or that all of you have, but I haven’t. At least, those are the only two options that seem reasonable to me.”

With a questioning lilt, I said, “Brett?”

“Yes. She can know, given that we’ve divined a secret of hers.”

Rhee gave a brief synopsis of the whys and wherefore of last night, then added, “We suspect that you’ll see all of Brett at some point, but we’d like to hold that in reserve for ... our ... future titillation.”