Dana stuck her head into Toni´s office. She smiled broadly when Toni looked out of the workroom.
“Hi, it´s me!”
“Great, Dana.” Toni came out and hugged her briefly. Dana was wearing shorts and a t-shirt that, as usual, clung to her breasts. “Thanks for coming. I hope you didn´t have difficulty getting time off.”
“Hey, I´ve got so much comp time built up... Anyway, I thought it would be wonderful to take the afternoon off for this. I can hardly wait. And I love that dress.”
Toni smiled. She was wearing one of her long, trade-mark dresses, adapted, since her liberation, to show off her body. It was dark cotton with a white mille fleurs print, the skirt slit high on one thigh. It hugged her figure and was scooped deeply front and back. Today Toni´s cleavage was in full view, and when she bent over you could see all the way to her waist.
“You´ve really done a number on your clothes, Toni,” Dana went on. “Ever since – well, ever since whatever happened – you´ve become even more of a sight to see.”
“Sounds a little ominous, Dana. I don´t want to look too outrageous.”
“Oh, no. Your clothes were always beautiful, just very carefully concealing. Now, you show off your clothes and your body, too. Whatever it was that happened for you, it was good, and I´m glad for you and glad you´re sharing with us.”
“Well, Dana, I appreciate your tactfulness. But I´m sure you realize that, for weeks, I´ve been screwing Ned every chance I get.”
“Yeah, well, you know. Just, I´m really glad. You´ve opened up like a flower. Makes me happy to see it.”
They went into the workroom, and Toni showed Dana the clothes she had created for Melanie. “I´d like you to try them on, Dana. Then, I´ll fit them to you, maybe make some changes if things don´t really come out right. And, then, we can show them to Melanie.”
“Oh, Toni,” Dana said, “this is going to be fun. These things are really sexy. Should I take my clothes off?”
“Yes, please. Everything, panties, too. Some of these fit very closely.” In very little time, Dana had pulled everything off and stood naked in the middle of the room. “Very nice body, Dana. I always thought it would be.”
Dana looked at herself in the full-length mirror. “Well, it´s not what I was when I was a teenager, but I like it better. Looks... well...”
“Lived in?” Toni offered.
“Yeah. Lived in. Shared. Happy. Thanks: you put your finger on it.”
The two women looked at each other for a long moment, then Toni handed Dana a dress and they got to work.
As Toni worked, Dana said, “You know, if we want to make a sort of show out of this for Melanie, maybe I should ask Jenny to help. Join us. She´s my size, except through the bust; it wouldn´t make much difference as far as the fit is concerned. Should I ask her?”
“Sure, why not? You wear each others´ clothes?”
“Sometimes. We share a lot since she moved in with us.”
“That sounds like fun,” Toni said, offhandedly. Dana gave her a sharp look, but Toni was bent over, working on the hem of the dress.
Toni was working fast, fitting some things closely, others more loosely. She was in fairly constant contact with Dana´s body, though really in a totally professional manner. But finally they were finished.
“You know, Toni, you´re a real pro. You got this done so quickly, and you never tried to … well, I know you never meant to excite me, but – Boy! Am I hot!”
Toni looked at her, mildly surprised. “I have to admit, I really like your body, Dana. I was being professional, but that doesn´t mean I´m not turned on, too.”
Dana walked nakedly to her and reached up with her chin until their lips met. Toni let their lips meet, put her arms around Dana.
“I´m not ready for that yet, Dana,” she said. “I like you a lot, but I´m still not ready for sex with a woman.”
Dana smiled, put her head on Toni´s shoulder for a moment, then looked in her eyes. “It´s all right. I think it might be fun, when – if – you get ready.” She released herself and went to get dressed.
.oOo.
A few days later, Melanie, Dana and Jenny met in Toni´s office to show off the ‘collection´. Toni placed Melanie in her big armchair, which she had moved beside the desk. She opened a bottle of chilled white wine and poured two glasses as Dana and Jenny disappeared into the workroom.
Toni began, “Melanie, I´ve done these designs – you´ve seen some as sketches, some you haven´t – I´ve done these in the fabrics and colors I think will work best. I want you to see how things would look in the real world.”
“Thanks, I´m really looking forward to seeing these – I´ve been picturing them in my mind and I really want to see the real thing.”
“Well, here are the first two items. Cocktail dresses.”
Dana and Jenny came out, walking as if they were models on a runway, turning and showing off their clothes. Both dresses were just above mid-thigh, made of black crepe and sleeveless. Jenny´s dress was cut in a deep U from collar bone to well below her navel. Short chrome chains with clips at the ends held the front together, leaving the roundness of her belly and the inner slopes of her breasts exposed.
Toni noted, “You can use as many chains as you want on that, and put them anywhere for the best effect. The hem of the cut-out is reinforced to take the wear of the clips.”
Melanie´s eyes were wide and she was smiling broadly. “Wow,” she said.
Toni got up and went to Dana, turning her around. “This one is sort of the mirror image.”
Dana´s dress fit tight across her breasts. The back, like Jenny´s front, sported a cutout, U-shaped, though somewhat wider than Jenny´s. Here, the fabric was held together by frogs of braid at the top and the waist only. Her back was almost totally bare down to the cleft of her buttocks, which peeked above the edge of the fabric. The fabric above her waist fell away, slightly, from her shoulder blades, offering room for an exploring hand.
“Of course, we could use chains on this one or frogs on the other – we can offer them either way,” Toni pointed out.
“Are they all like these?” Melanie asked.
“Well, they´re all different, Mel, but...” Toni began to explain.
Jenny interrupted. “But they´re all the same temperature. Hot as hell, Mel.”
“Oh, my God,” Melanie said. “Show me.”
They spent the next hour or so looking at Toni´s creations.
There was a long-sleeved, white, knit mini-dress almost as sheer as stockings that ended barely an inch below Dana´s buttocks. And as contrast, a black knit with long sleeves and a close neck made of some clingy knit that stretched at Jenny´s breasts and hips and allowed her skin to become almost visible. Except in a dark room, you could see – yet not quite see – her breasts, navel and pubis. The hem was a flip only an inch or so below her ass, and when she raised her arms over her head, it all went on display.
“I´ll bet I sell a lot of those,” Melanie said, “But you´ll never see them in public.”
Jenny said, “What do you care, if they sell? And I can tell you, I wore this around the house the other night, and you can get away with it if you´re very careful.”
“That´s right,” Dana added. “Very careful is the word.”
“I´ll bet Ed loved that,” Toni commented.
The two women looked at each other, grinned. “Uh-huh,” Dana said, and giggled.
Not all the creations were bare. There were several that were tight and sheer, and one that was a skirt and top of loose, sheer, white lawn. There was enough fabric so that only with the light behind her could you see that Dana was naked beneath it. A subtle print of flowers or clouds or something confused the eye so that, just as you thought you were going to see some bodily treasure, a shadow intervened. The top was wrapped across the breasts and fastened at the waist with a hook and loop closure; the skirt fit snug at the hips, then fell in a sweep of wispy fabric that fell to the ankle. A glimpse of Dana´s waist showed between the two pieces. When she came close to Melanie, there was, despite the print, a distinct shadow of nipples and pubic hair discernable beneath the fabric. And when Dana walked or turned, the motions of her breasts and buttocks were subtly apparent.
“I want that one. Right now.” Melanie said.
“No problem,” Toni said. “That one´s almost one-size-fits-all. It all wraps, and you can show as much or as little as you want.”
“I´m going to show a lot, and I know who I´m going to show it to.”
Finally the show was done. “That´s the last one,” Toni said.
“What, no wedding dress?”
“No. We´re talking sex here, marriage is something else,” Toni grinned.
“Well, I love it. Thank you. Now what?”
Dana and Jenny had headed for the workroom after the last garments were shown. Now they returned, having doffed their dresses, unclothed. They sat in the chairs in front of the desk, Melanie in the armchair, Toni behind the desk.
Dana spoke first. “Sorry for not getting dressed, but I want to get into this talk before you go too far. Mel, Toni, I´ve been thinking. You told Toni you might be able to get some other retailers interested if she could come up with a line. Now, you know our company sells outdoor clothing and camping gear, and I think I could get them to set up an operation to market this stuff. What do you think? Should I try?”
Melanie looked around. “Well, I do know some folks who sell quality, sexy clothes, or would if they could get them. And Toni says we´d need to be able to order in volume. So, yes. How do we do this?” Turning to Toni, she said, “And, why ask me, they´re your designs.”
Toni replied, “Yes, they are. But it was you got me into this, and I thought I´d give you a chance to go on with it. I´ve talked to a guy I know who does sourcing, and I´m getting some figures from him next week on what it´s going to cost, deliveries, and so on. He´s pretty good; he found me the fabrics for those micro-dresses.”
“So, you do the designs and sourcing. Dana does marketing and distribution. What do you want me to do?”
Dana spoke up. “I think you´re a better marketer than I am, Mel. I can handle the distribution thing; that´s what I do, anyway – at least for our international stuff. Domestic can´t be much worse than that. You be the marketing department.”
“I´m not ready to go too far with this,” Jenny said. “I´m still getting my head together. But if you need someone to do field work...”
“Sounds like we´ve got a team,” Melanie said. She turned to Dana and Jenny. “You two run around bare-ass like that all the time? What about Ed? How do you control him?”
The two naked women looked at each other. Dana laughed. “Control him? Who wants to control him?” She looked at Melanie. “We like him uncontrolled.”
“I´m beginning to get some interesting ideas, you know,” Melanie said. “But I´m beginning to get horny, too, and I think I´ll go home and explore the possibilities with Rudy.”