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“You must be joking,” I say to my friend in a low tone. “Should we just get changed and act normal?”
Halsey fluffs her blonde hair before leaning forward to reapply her lipstick. They she makes those funny duck lips in the mirror before backing off with a satisfied nod.
“No, it’s fine,” she purrs. “Curt and Travis are going to love this. Besides, you look sexy, girl! Why do you want to change?”
I stare down at my curvaceous figure, which is currently clad in nothing but a sheer lace bra and matching panties, borrowed from Halsey of course. My breasts are practically leaking out the sides, and the get-up is so sheer that the shadows of my nipples are visible. On my feet are stiletto heels in a matching black, and my hair’s done in a wavy, wild fall down my back. The whole look screams “temptress,” but the fact is that I’m so nervous that my palms are sweating, even if there’s already a bit of wetness between my thighs.
“This is just so crazy, that’s all,” I say in a low voice while staring at my reflection. The girl there has flushed cheeks and a pout that looks utterly kissable. “I mean, are Travis and Curt expecting this?”
“Of course not!” Halsey mock-scolds while checking out her own bra-and-panty get-up. “That’s part of the surprise. They’re going to be so happy though because what could be better than a sexy Thanksgiving feast? We’re putting the ‘sex’ in ‘sexy,’” she winks.
I open my mouth to speak, but Halsey cuts me off. “Oh wait, I hear the men outside. Come on, silly,” she says, taking my hand. “They’re done with their showers, so we can make our entrance.”
My heart’s beating like a drum in my chest because this is insane. Obviously, Curt and Travis have no idea what they’re in for. They’re probably expecting us to show up in jeans and a nice blouse before enjoying a sedate meal together, but instead, me and Halsey are dolled up like … well, like sex dolls. My friend and I look utterly delectable with our generous assets on display, but still, it’s insane. Who does this? I swear, the universe is spinning out of control and I must be living in an alternate reality.
But Halsey merely giggles again while pressing her ear to her bedroom door.
“Oh yeah, they’re out there,” she says with another titter. “Come on, girlfriend, it’s time to make our entrance!”
Then, she flings the door open and prances into the hallway, but not before grabbing my hand and dragging me along behind her. I’m not used to wearing high heels, so I trip a little, stumbling on the carpet, and pray to god that no one’s noticed. Fortunately, we’re still in the back where it’s somewhat dark, but soon enough, Halsey’s dragged me towards the doorway leading to the living room.
“Hi boys,” she purrs, striking a sassy pose with one hand on her hip. “How was golf today?”
Both men stare at Halsey with shocked eyes before Travis growls, a low rumble emanating from his chest.
“It was great, hon. But what’s this? Why aren’t you dressed?”
Halsey merely giggles while throwing her blonde hair over one shoulder before prancing forward to press a kiss to Travis’s cheek.
“Why, you don’t like it?”
“No, I love it,” he rumbles, pulling her close. “But are we eating? Or are we going straight to the bedroom? Or …?”
Halsey merely giggles.
“Oh, you silly man! Of course, we’re going to eat. Annie and I slaved away all day preparing a feast, but we’re going to serve it to you wearing only lingerie, that’s all. You’re going to get amazing service like you’ve never experienced before. Come on out, Annie,” she calls. “It’s time to say hello.”
I cower in the shadows of the hallway for a moment longer, but I know I can’t stay here forever. As a result, I take a deep breath and then step into the light of the living room, a flush decorating my cheeks. I swear, Curt looks even more handsome than ever. He’s tall and dark, with his black hair still wet from the shower. Even more, those blue eyes turn to me immediately, seizing on the lush display of utter femininity.
“Um, hi,” I manage in a small voice as a rush of warmth pools between my legs. “Surprise!”
Curt doesn’t say anything at first. He merely stares at my voluptuous form, two harsh streaks forming on his high cheekbones before he swallows hard.
“Surprise, surprise, indeed,” he rasps. “You look beautiful Annie.”
At the compliment, my nipples harden a bit and Curt’s gaze sharpens as he stares at my breasts. Oh dang, you can see everything through this thin fabric, and my pink crests are no exception. I wonder if even my clit is visible, and to my embarrassment, Curt’s all-seeing gaze drops to the shadow between my thighs, looking for a full three seconds before he tears his eyes away.
“Fuck,” he swears lightly under his breath, adjusting himself a bit. “What the hell is going on?”
“It’s funny you should ask,” Halsey sings, pressing one last kiss to Travis’s throat before skipping off to the kitchen. “Let’s just say that this is going to be the best Thanksgiving you’ve ever experienced. Now, you two guys sit there,” she says, pointing to two high-backed armchairs. “Things are going to be different this year because Annie and I are going to be your maidservants. We’re here to serve your food and to take any requests, gentlemen.”
Both men stand stock still for a moment before dropping into the armchairs. Travis already has a huge hard-on, and he adjusts himself as his eyes trail over my bubbly, bouncy friend.
“This is already the best Thanksgiving ever,” he growls. “Thanks for organizing this, sweetheart. I never would have guessed that we had such a surprise coming.”
“Hell, this is ten times better than golf,” Curt rasps, his eyes devouring me. “I would have come home sooner from the green if I knew this was waiting for us.”
“Oh you’re so funny!” Halsey sings from the kitchen. “Now Annie, come and help me grab the appetizers.”
