The new apartment offered me a freedom I had not previously had. It also offered me peace of mind as for the first time I didn't feel like I was doing something wrong. After Dustin and I had finished having sex I felt great and my mind was clear. I was going to be exploring this a lot more.
Well a lot more didn't happen as easily as I had planned. Well not for me at least. Dustin and I texted back and forth a few times but we hadn't had sex again. That was fine for me because I wasn't looking to give off the appearance that we were in some sort of a relationship. My cousin Ashley averaged two different guys a week coming home with her. I thought she was more attractive than me but not that much more. Maybe I was being picky. I looked at the guys I worked with, the guys I went to school with and even some I passed in the stores and none of them seemed the right person to me.
It had been two weeks since Dustin and I had been together and I was in my room pretending to read a chapter on Excel spreadsheets as Ashley begged God from the room next door. She was laying it on so thick I was pretty sure she was faking it. What was she doing to make men so interested in her? Was she going out in the nude? Did she have a shirt that said up for sex on the front of it? As she went through a heavy orgasm, or so it sounded like, I decided to study the competition.
Whoever Ashley had been with was long gone by the morning. Both of us went around the apartment going through our normal morning routines. She talked a little about the guy and said he had no idea what he had been doing so she had turned on her fake porn star acting as I expected. I took a moment to notice her pants were pretty snug against her body and her shirt showed a good amount of cleavage as well as just barely meeting the top of her pants. For sure giving off more of a sex appeal than my plain blue t-shirt and jeans.
That afternoon I got home before Ashley did as well and took the chance to go into her bedroom. The clean room that I had seen when we moved in had transformed. The bedding was spread all over as well as clothes. Several pairs of underwear were all around, all of them thongs. Most of the bras I could see were partial cups and daring colors and some lace. Her shirts all had diving neck lines and looked short. I sat on her bed and looked over to see her trash can with several condom wrappers and used condoms in it. I got back up and left her room.
As I went in my own room I looked in my closet to see some dressy outfits and mostly jeans. My underwear drawer had basic bras and panties and one simple thong. So one issue clearly was I was still dressing like it was a casual day at home while trying to hope for sex and fun to come my way. My mind battled between wearing the clothes that made me comfortable and going to buy the clothes that might make me sexy. My phone sounded a text message right then and I looked down to see that my friend was having a party out at her house this weekend. I guess my mind was made up.
I went to a few stores trying to balance finding sexier clothing and costs. This was a trial run so I didn't want it to be a complete waste of money if I was one hundred percent unhappy with the results. My first stop was for some pants and shirts. I found some pants that were black that outlined my body well but at the same time felt pretty comfortable. They were low-cut so they sat low on my waist. I found three shirts that all looked similar but were different colors. One was blue, one red, and one black. The necks dove showing off my cleavage and they only hung an inch or so over my pants. They were comfortable but I was afraid to bend over. In the end I went for them though.
The second part was underwear. Finding two new bras that mixed sexy and comfort was tricky. The two did not mix well because with removing fabric and wanting more boost came more supports to dig into you. In the end a cotton purple one and a lace black one found their way into my shopping cart. I went and found matching thongs for both. I topped it off with some cute shoes that were really comfortable and made me look a little taller. I went home with a little less money but hopefully more sexiness.
The rest of the week seemed to take forever to finish. Classes drug on and work took forever. All that went through my head was thinking about the party and who was going to be there. Thursday night Ashley informed me that she had also been invited and part of me was happy and part of me not so much. I was trying something new and my first time playing the game was going to be on the same field as a professional. Ashley celebrated the party invite with a guy that looked familiar but I couldn't remember his name.
Friday morning started with a small scare as I came out of the bathroom in my underwear and ran into Ashley's friend on his way out. He flashed me a wink and I made a mental note to myself that I needed a bathrobe. Ashley came out and immediately started talking about the party. All I could think was about asking her how much sex she needed. I wasn't sure if it was out of jealousy or concern. We agreed to go together after we both got home from school.
That night we both showered again and as I went in my room I picked out my new outfit. I decided to go with all black choosing the black underwear, black pants and black shirt. I did end up wearing a white camisole as well because with the plunging neck line of my shirt and the new bra my breast looked like they were trying to escape. When all was said and done I did look sexier as I looked at myself in the mirror and it really felt pretty comfortable. Bending over was the only issue but I was sure that showing off bare skin added to the sexy part. I took a deep breath and left my room after doing my hair and some simple makeup.
