They had known each other forever, she was his younger sister's best friend, hell he had viewed her as another little sister. He was the bad boy, the son of the President of the local motorcycle club and she wanted nothing but him. He wanted nothing...
There weren't a lot of stores to find what we were looking for as it was a small town and we didn't really feel like heading to the city just to buy a dress so we hit our favorite store. We always loved it as teenagers but the clothes were a little racey for our age and by the time we were old enough to shop there we had already moved away to college.
We made our way around the shop pulling out several of the more "risque" dresses, adding them to our already overloaded arms and heading to the dressing rooms in the back to try them on.
We both came out in our first option from the pile, and turned back and forth from various angles looking in the mirror. Both dresses previously would have been beyond our comfort level before going off to college, we gave a cheeky grins to each other, giggling over the changes that our time away had wrought and rushed to change into the next one, determined to find the perfect one...Tawny to irritate Rio and me to irritate Z.
On my 3rd dress I found the winner, it was a red number, short with buttons starting about breast level to the top of my naval where it had a faux belt set low on my hips. It was short and showed off my legs and would go perfect with Tawny's red strappy heels.
Mea's Dress
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Tawny had settled on a black form fitted one which might appear conservative until one noticed that it was see through in more than a couple of spots and the V to her cleavage was cut deep, add my red heels and we were both satisfied with out selections.
Tawny's Dress
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I knew it would lead to more than a few stares for both Tawny and I as but we had grown accustomed to the eyes of men on us in recent years. I wasn't a petite girl by any stretch of the imagination having ended up with curves that worked in all the right ways so when I chose to dress with emphasize on them it was to prove a point...and this point was "Fuck you Z, you no longer affect me either!"
Rather than return to the MC we opted to head to Momma K and Pops' house and take our time getting ready. It was our first party at the MC and while the guys there would know we were off limits being Pops' girls, they still were good for flirting and flattering and let's be frank what girl didn't like the ego boost of men paying them compliments.
