Ms. Rosemary’s open-Buttocks incident from the previous day soon began looking like it was the only thing that did occupy everybody’s minds throughout our second night! She simply had taken the August retreat to the next desired level it seemed, after a preceding year of unexpected sensual proclivity. While her choice and size of clothe suggested she totally knew what she was doing, her mannerism and disposition said otherwise. Looking at her yesterday, one would think she was her natural self of which if it was so at all, then her few male staff at Port Harcourt were indeed in trouble! They would be able to see and desire but would likely never come close as I continued to suspect her perceived sensual leaning towards fellow ladies was actually factual. And it seemed to be working for her too because Binta and a couple of other young women in the room did look blown away by her immense sexuality! The men did and undid the knots of their ties severally while these ladies licked their lips on numerous times too. I wouldn’t say I was particularly pulled off my feet but denying that she didn’t exactly trap me too would be an attempt at covering the obvious. She made me wet and I found out as soon as the session was over! Everybody seemed to be on the same wavelength too because for over a minute and half no one spoke to each other. I only heard the shuffling of feet and the screeching of chairs. And even when we began talking again, it was as though nobody wanted to spend much time doing so. Everybody was in a hurry to return to their rooms and it would be foolishness to think it was only just because of some needed rest! Ms. Rosemary herself was later cornered by the Vice CEO – Mr. Martin, and the Onitsha Branch Head. And one could see that she was being teased non-stop since she kept laughing and laughing at everything they said. But it was quite remarkable observing her own eyes instead because she didn’t seem to ever take it away from Binta. As Binta walked around greeting and speaking to most of the people in the hall, the female boss trailed her every step with her steady eyes. Binta did seem to notice as I felt this tad of extra effort she was putting in, in order to appear smarter as she went about her thing. I wasn’t exactly sure her show was only for the alluring woman though, because she and Bunmi had always had the hots for the Mr. Martin, who was also watching her! Anyways, it was while I was observing them, that Anthony subsequently found me. We spent the next couple of hours together, before leaving for our various rooms.
Going forward, Ms. Rosemary’s daring choice of clothe only made the next day – Thursday, a day to forever remember! At least for the men, if not for anyone else. Her outfit seemed to have given a pass to the rest of the ladies; including myself and took away whatever that was left of reasonable restrain within us. Particularly for me, I couldn’t just wait for Thursday to come! I even began feeling bad that I had to dress that ‘conservatively’ that very Wednesday even if I did show a bit extra cleavage and thigh flesh than normal. I thought that if I had gone anything close to the way of Ms. Rosemary, Anthony probably would have literarily F***ed me right there in the hall before everybody! Now that I seemed to have gotten the needed motivation, I was eager to grab the opening with both hands! I hadn’t shopped for the trip just for nothing. I still had an overwhelming load of dangerous dresses to try out and I was yet to touch any of them! The previous year had suggested that the current retreat was going to be closer to a s*x-fair more than anything else and it was only wise to get prepared for it. While I had always considered those to be just my perception alone, it felt very pleasing when I entered the hall Thursday morning! By the time I would finally get a sit, I could not still find a single lady who wasn’t guilty of being on the supposedly ‘wrong’ outfit for a business meeting! Everybody looked rather loose in their choice of dress! From the young women from Abuja who now even looked the saints considering how less-revealing their outfits were, down to my own colleagues in Lagos; we all were a mile or two beyond what would be considered decent!
I had gone for a tight tube that stopped just mid-thigh. I was sure it was going to turn the heads because while it seemed normal in front at least, it was far from so on the sides! There were openings cut at intervals from just above the mid-thigh area up to the sides of my Bosom! And my bare thighs, Buttocks and Bosom could be seen through them! I was certain the view would keep the guys guessing if I wore any panties at all or not and would only drive them further crazy if they discovered I wasn’t actually!
While my attire was in no doubt outlandish, there were many that just went beyond the possibility of being defined in words! There were some that looked okay except for their inadequate sizes; including the skirt which I found one of the girls from the Head Office wearing. Not only was the skirt very taut around her bare Buttocks, it was also ridiculously short, forcing her to almost always pull it down every 30 seconds to keep it from riding up into her waist!
Hers was only fair though when compared to her colleague who had allowed the hem of hers to remain around her buttocks after it had slid up a number of times! She shamelessly went about that way and with her exposed thick thighs jiggling from side to side! In fact all of them from Abuja had a common feature of grossly undersize outfits. While these two struggled with their outrageously short skirts, the others struggled at the top with their shirts, gowns and blouses!
I was also drawn to some of the girls from Port Harcourt too. It was equally as though they had burrowed a leaf from their boss who was yet to enter the hall, because some of them were now on see-through clothes, just like their boss had done the previous day. While theirs were not as coldly revealing as that of Ms. Rosemary, they did display a lot of visible flesh still! Their panties and bras which everybody could clearly see were the only things stopping us from fully viewing their Tips and pussies!
Their panties and bras which everybody could clearly see were the only things stopping us from fully viewing their Tips and pussies!
However though, they were not the only ones on see-through that Thursday morning. In fact, our own Binta was equally on a see-through gown and looked ‘worse’ than what anybody else had ever looked like! It was as though they were all waiting for Ms. Rosemary to launch hers before pulling theirs out from the bag. Binta’s was even blatantly transparent and allowed us to faintly see everything except for her crotch which was covered by a triangular patch of black cloth designed to conceal the zone! Her Bosom were bare underneath, with her Tips shamelessly poking into the gauzy fabric of the dress!
To Be Continued…