The Dumb Blonde Ch. 01

"That I enjoy going commando and braless, and that I enjoy flashing him."

"And do you?"

"Of course! How else am I going to get him to spank me?"

"Does that mean that you're going to go to work underwearless every day?"

"I don't know, what do you think?"

"I think that you should, and I also think that you should wear short skirts and see-through tops."

"Oh goody, I want to please my boss and I like flashing people as well."

"Lucy, you are such a naughty girl, perhaps I should spank you as well."

"Only if I've been naughty."

"Of course, but how often do you do naughty things?"

"Usually at least once a day."

"Wow, your boyfriend spanking you at night and your boss spanking you at work. You are going to have a really sore butt."

"Oh I'm sure that my boyfriend will find a way of making it better; a little massage or something else to take my mind off it."

"And what did you have in mind Lucy?"

"Something like this."

Lucy climbed on top of me and impaled herself on my cock. As she rode me I massaged her hard tits and tweaked her nipples.

I slept at her place or she at mine for the next couple of weeks. Some of her clothes moved into my wardrobe, but not her bras or knickers. Lucy stopped wearing both and took every private opportunity at work to show me what she wasn't wearing.

After that couple of weeks I asked Lucy to move in with me and she has never been away from me for more than a few hours ever since -- except when I've sent her away on a business trip.

In the office we act very professional, but Liz caught on first and asked what took me so long. Ethan said that he'd suspected, but wasn't sure. I formally confirmed it and told everyone that it would not affect our work, and if they ever thought that it was then I was happy to discuss it.

I then corrected myself a bit and confessed that we would be taking holidays together, but that Ethan and Liz had already proved that they can run the business when I wasn't there.

Both Ethan and Liz congratulated us.

That night I told Lucy that we had be very professional at work -- except when we were there alone, then we could fuck each other silly.

The following Saturday I took Lucy shopping for some new clothes. She'd been complaining that most of her existing wardrobe was from her student days, past its best and not what she now wanted to wear.

We spent most of the day buying clothes for her. One shop had dressing cubicles in one back corner of the shop and I took great delight in opening the curtain so that I could watch her change. Lucy called me a naught boy because other people might be able to see her as well. I told her that they couldn't, even though I knew that anyone passing would be able to see her. Lucy just said "Okay" and continued changing. The strange thing was that Lucy was only trying on skirts, but she stripped naked before putting any of them on.

As well as looking at her I was looking at the mirror on the back wall. One man and 2 teenage boys were looking at her. She must have noticed but she never said anything.

We bought 3 skirts in that store. All the skirts are no longer than 12 inches and all are flared. When she had the shortest one on I told her to bend at the waist.

With her back to the open curtain Lucy bent over. I stepped back and joined our little audience in looking at her beautiful, wet pussy.

I walked back to her, slapped her butt and told her that we were taking that skirt.

In another store we found some tops that we both liked, and Lucy took them to the changing room. This store has a separate room with the cubicles in so I couldn't go in. I had to stand at the room's entrance with other men that had partners in there. Lucy promised to show me each top so that I could help her decide.

A couple of minutes after she first went in I heard Lucy ask me if I was alone. I said that I was (I wasn't) and a couple of seconds later Lucy appeared in the doorway. The only thing that she was wearing was the top.

"Jack! You said that you were on your own." Lucy said as she put her hand over her pussy.

"These guys only just arrived." I lied. "Don't worry about them, pretend that they're not here."

"Okay!" Lucy said. She took her hand away from her pussy and did a twirl.

"What do you think?"

It was a thin cotton vest-like top that had 2 pokies out front.

"I like it." I said, "What about the others?"

Lucy was taking the top off as she walked back to the changing cubicle. We all had a great view of her entire naked back as she disappeared out of sight.

The second top was the best. It's a white, sleeveless, spaghetti strapped cotton tank top. The straps are like bra straps -- adjustable. The best part is that at the front top there is a panel of lace with big holes. It's obviously designed so that the woman can adjust the straps so that she can decide how much of her breasts are visible through the lace. The thing was that Lucy had the straps adjusted so that the lace panel went below her nipples. Both were sticking through holes in the lace.

Lucy stood there in front of now 4 guys, wearing only that top, tweaked both her nipples and said,

"I think that you're going to have to show me how to adjust these straps, I don't think that my nipples are supposed to poking through the lace like this."

"Probably not, but you do look amazing wearing it like that." I replied.

We got another great view of her naked back as she walked back to the cubicle.

The third top was a blouse. Lucy said that she could wear it for work. I (and the other voyeurs probably) thought it looked great; well, it was very see-through.

"I'm not sure that your boss will like you wearing that at work. He may just have to punish you for being so brazen."

"That sounds nice, I can't wait," said the bottomless Lucy.

"Go and get dressed." I said, "I think that we need to look for a bra or two."

When Lucy came back out she was fully dressed -- well, she had on the skirt and top that she'd left home in. She didn't look too happy and as we queued to pay for the top. She told me that she didn't like the idea of shopping for a bra. Why would she, she'd already told me that she didn't like bras.

I squeezed and told her that the shop I had in mind only sold sexy bras.

She wasn't convinced until we got there and she saw what I had in mind. I told her that she needed to have at least one bra for when we were meeting narrow-minded clients; and at least another for teasing men with.

Lucy's face looked better as I selected 3 bras for her. One was a shelf bra, the second was cup-less and the third had cups that are very thin and see-through. The shop didn't have a changing room but the girl promised that we could take them back if they didn't fit.

We went to the food hall to get something to eat before round 2 of the shopping. As we walked in Lucy told me that she had to go to the toilet. When she came back she was wearing the shortest skirt that we'd bought, and one of her new tops. Her nipples were rock hard, and it showed.

As we walked to a food counter I couldn't help noticing all the people looking at her. She was walking straight up so her butt and pussy weren't showing, but her pokies were. It wasn't just them that everyone was looking at; it was the real-life Barbie doll that was holding my arm. I was so proud.

We got our food and went and sat down. As Lucy sat down she winced a little. When I asked her what was wrong she told me that the seat was a little cold on her bare butt and pussy.

I kept looking around as we ate and kept seeing people looking at Lucy. I told Lucy about them and she said,

"I usually just ignore them, but if you want I can put on a show for them. I'm sure that they'd like to see me stand up and take my top and skirt off. Shall I?"

"Nice thought Lucy, but we'd better finish shopping before we get thrown out."

Lucy giggled and told me that she wanted to look in more shops.

We bought 3 more skirts and 4 more tops that afternoon and I told Lucy that I wanted a full fashion show of all of them when we got home. Lucy said that it may take a while.

As we walked round the shopping centre Lucy wanted to flit from shop to shop. Some were on the ground floor and others up a floor or two. We seemed to continually go from floor to floor on the escalators.

It was after about the third ride on an escalator that I twigged what Lucy was doing. She was deliberately going up and down the escalators so that men could look up her short skirt. What's more, the slowing down as we walked to the escalator was to make sure that she had a man just behind her.

"Okay," I thought, "I can help you with this."

The next time (and others) that we went to go up an escalator I too made sure that a man or men were behind us. As we started going up one time I put my arm round her and slid it down to her hip. Then I slid it back up to her waist, sliding her skirt up with it.

The 2 young men got a great view of her bare butt. I was deliberately carrying my wallet in my hand and about half way up I 'accidentally' dropped it in front on Lucy. Without thinking, Lucy bent forward to pick it up for me.

Perfect; I heard a gasp from behind and knew what had caused it.

As we got off the escalator Lucy leaned of to me and whispered,

"Thank you."

This girl was unreal.

In one of the stores that we went in to that afternoon, the changing rooms were like one of the earlier stores - in a small room and off the main shop. Men had to wait at the entrance. I joined 2 other men waiting and wondering what surprise Lucy would spring this time.

Lucy paused as she went into that room and then chose a cubicle. She didn't close the curtain. I couldn't see her at first but then she moved inside the cubicle and I could see her reflection in one of the mirrors.

We 3 men watched that mirror as Lucy stripped naked. As her top came off she tweaked her nipples, presumably to make them even harder. As she stood there in front of that mirror we watched her run her hands all over the front of her body. As they got to her belly her legs opened and she played with her clit for a few seconds before stepping into another skirt.

She came out and showed me the skirt, totally ignoring the other 2 men. She repeated the show, nipple and clit tweaks as well, until I'd seen all the skirts on her.

All the skirts were sooo short that she wouldn't be able to bend over without exposing her bare butt.

We bought all of those skirts.

Lucy did buy 2 dresses; one was a conventional, light cotton summer dress, buttoned all down the front; and the other was a modern looking dungarees dress. Obviously it was designed to be worn over some sort of top, but not my Lucy. The bib looks great perched on the front of those magnificent tits.

Finally Lucy declared that she had enough clothes for her new wardrobe for now and we set off home.

The fashion show only got about a quarter of the way through before I pulled her to me and we fucked for ages before collapsing on the bed and dozing off. That night I just had to take her clubbing so that she could show-off some of her new clothes and let me fondle her body on the dance floor. I finger fucked her to an orgasm while on that dance floor surrounded by dozens of people.

At work on the Monday I over-heard Liz complimenting Lucy on her outfit and saying that she wished that she could afford new clothes like Lucy's. Before Lucy had a chance to talk to me I called Liz into my office and asked her if she liked Lucy's new outfit. When she said that she did I asked her if she'd wear clothes like that (Lucy was wearing a microskirt and top that made it obvious that she had no underwear on).

Liz said that she would love to but she couldn't afford to. Her eyes lit up when I offered her a hundred pounds a month clothing allowance, providing that she gave me the receipts each month.

It wasn't long before we had 2 young women coming to work in skimpy clothes. Whenever Liz has accidentally shown me her butt or crotch she too was going commando.

I asked Ethan what he thought about the new-look girls. He said that they looked 'cute' which disappointed me a little, then I remembered that he's married with a couple of kids.

After a about a month I thought that Lucy had learnt enough to be present at some of our client meetings. I started with the in-house ones. The first one was with an elderly client who has never even hinted that he appreciates attractive women so I asked Lucy to dress a little bit conservative that day. When she dressed that morning, her version of conservative was a tight, mid-thigh length skirt with a cami top covered in a see-through blouse. No bra or knickers, but you couldn't tell.

She looked gorgeous, and the client did a double take when she walked into the room.

The meeting went well and Lucy was able to explain everything that was asked.

A week later I took Lucy to a meeting at the clients place of work. He's a mechanic who does up classic cars for lots of money, and he said that he wanted the meeting at his place because he had a mountain of work on and some crazy deadlines.

He'd got all his paperwork out on his workshop desk and got on with our task. We frequently had to go and ask questions while he was bent over, or under a very old Jaguar. At first I went out to him then I started sending Lucy to ask the question.

When Lucy came back the second time she had a big grin on her face. She whispered that she was glad that she's worn a flared skirt that day. The mechanic had been under the Jag and had pulled himself out to answer Lucy's question and found himself looking straight up her skirt. Lucy told me that she'd seen a bulge appear in his overalls.

I asked Lucy if she'd minded. Her response was to put her finger on her pussy and then put it in front of my face. It was all wet so I leant forward and sucked it.

"I presume that you'd like to ask all the questions from now on?"

Lucy didn't need to answer, and I sent her each time that we need to ask about something.

When everything was sorted we all had a conversation about the numbers and how we could manipulate them. Lucy sat opposite the man and he was obviously struggling to keep focused. He just agreed to my every suggestion.

On the way back to the office I rebuked Lucy for teasing the poor man, then pulled into a field off a country lane and got Lucy to lean over the car bonnet while I gave her a full service.

Life went on with us fucking each other silly at home and me struggling to concentrate at work. In a way I was pleased when clients came to visit us as I had told Lucy that she had to dress more conservatively which was less of a distraction for me.

I decided that I needed to get Lucy more used to meeting clients at their place of work so I set-up a few meetings.