Breaking the Rules - Sex Stories

Breaking the Rules

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She stowed her mascara brush, examining her work. The outfit maybe wasn't as daring as something Hayley would wear, but Elena felt downrighthot wearing it. The dress was made of a sleek black fabric similar feeling to nylon. The stomach, upper back, and above the breasts was semi-transparent, while the rest was more opaque, though still not entirely. Squinting at the outfit in the mirror, she could just about make out the purple colour of the cage-style bra beneath, though she was pleased to find that the cute little lines of violet bows running down the front of each of the cups were not visible. The many straps could be seen through the transparent section of the dress above her breasts, but if anything that only added to the outfit. She turned slightly in the mirror, checking to see if the matching thong she wore was visible at all. She found that the V-shaped transparent section at the back of her dress ended just above the top of the purple waistband, whereas the opaque sections to either side rose high enough to hide the slightly higher sitting sides. The slim but not-too-tight fit of the skirt also kept her decent, though if she spread her legs too wide she'd risk showing off her fiancée's pretty purple panties to anybody nearby. She had finished the outfit off with white thigh-highs and a pair of sleek black wedges just as she heard a car pull into her driveway.

Grabbing her handbag, she made her way outside, going through the garage, where she found ...

... Hayley's car parked right in front of the open bay door. Hayley herself, dressed in what amounted to a red lace bra and a black miniskirt that really might have more business being called a belt, stood just inside, where Elena had clearly intercepted her on her way to the door. Her outfit leaving nothing to the imagination, Elena could clearly see the sexy red panties both above and below the slim band of Hayley's skirt.

"Damn, girl! Looking good! Do a twirl, let me see the rest." Elena happily obliged, doing a slow pirouette, like a ballerina swimming in molasses.

"Alright, you pass the sexy test with flying colours! Or, at least the first part of the test. We still need to do an underwear inspection. Dress on the floor, Maid of Honour's authority."

"Here?" Elena asked, looking out the garage door. Their house didn't directly face any others, but there was still a street out there, a small forest beyond it.

"Yes! Come on now, we don't have all night!"

Sighing, Elena carefully shimmied her way out of the dress, lifting it over her head and letting it fall to the floor. She was typically shy by nature, but had been in various states of undress so often around Hayley that it no longer bothered her. Still, she did find herself tensing up and folding slightly when the cool autumn air hit her shoulders and waist.

"Hmmm..." Hayley pondered, circling around a suddenly nervous Elena. "They're nice, but... you're not wearing them quite right." She said, darting in to ...