Sarah and Tom Explore Ch. 06

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Part 6 of the 7 part series

Updated 09/22/2022
Created 07/05/2011
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Sarah and Tom went their separate ways to work and during Sarah's lunch break, she nipped out to the florists shop just down the street to buy some flowers and a couple of vases. We she got back, Fred had a message for her. "Tom says he's going to be a couple of hours late tonight he going out of town for a meeting and he won't be back until about eight," Sarah phoned him and confirmed all this.

"I'll cook for eight then." She said, "Make sure you call me if you're going to be later!" He agreed he would. Come five-thirty when Kwik-Kleen closed, Sarah made her way to the flat. "Hi George!" she called as she walked through the vestibule of the block.

"Hi Sarah! I say, that was some beautiful girl you had with you the other night. Is she likely to be visiting you again?"

"You're a dirty old man, George!" Sarah called out to him as she entered the lift, chuckling to herself. Once in the flat, Sarah got to work, placing flowers and moving the odd thing about to make the place seem more homely, rather than the bachelor pad that it resembled.

Five minutes to eight, the telephone rang, "I'm downstairs, I'll be up in a minute," She heard Tom's voice in her ear. She quickly hit the button on the micro-wave nipped into the bedroom pulled off the housecoat that she had on and slipped her black silky nightdress over her head. It was the strappy one, short, which had a lace hem. The one that she had worn one night as a chemise when Tom took her to a nightclub. She heard his key in the door, she lit the candle on the dining table, dashed into the kitchen poured the hot sauce over the pasta, garnished it with a few herb leaves and carried the plates into the main room. The wine was already breathing in the table. "Hi honey I'm home!" Tom called out in very poor and corny American accent.

"Gee I'm sure glad to see you." She replied in just as stupid an accent.

"Come and give me a ki........... By the.....Sarah, you look gorgeous! Er do I recognise that nightdress?"

"You remembered."

"After what you said to me about that nightdress, I am hardly likely to forget!" (She had told him that the next time she wore it he could rip it off her). They embraced.

"Dinner is getting cold." She reminded him, "Sit down. Would you like some wine?" She bent over standing the other side of the table, so he could see right down the front of the nightdress.

"Sit down yourself or I will forget about dinner altogether."

Dinner was a delightful romantic affair, the soft music she had chosen was just right, the candlelight flicker and reflecting in their eyes as they looked at each other. She had prepared a dessert which was a chocolate mousse. Afterwards they were on the settee watching the moon through the plate glass windows, finishing off the wine. He was sitting at one end of the settee, she was lying along the length of it, her head in his lap, her legs bent so her feet could rest on the other arm, this caused the hem of her nightdress to slide up revealing most of her thighs. He was fiddling with her hair – the perfect end to the day.

The door bell rang. "Bollocks!" exclaimed Tom "Who can that be? How did they get past George?" Reluctantly Sarah got up and started clearing the table as Tom went to answer the door. She heard him say "Oh Hallo, what are you........come in, come in, do you want some wine?"

"Who can it be?" Sarah wondered and walked out into the lounge to see who had arrived. "Mina, what? OH Fuck!" I forgot to bring your stuff round, I'm so sorry!"

Mina said "No I'm sorry I've clearly interrupted a little romantic dinner, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, I'll get your stuff," Sarah said.

"How did you get past George?" Tom asked.

"He recognised me. – From the CCTV? And he noted that I was wearing slightly more this time. He said as I was obviously a close friend he'd let me come up. I'm sorry I should have rung."

"The cheeky bastard!" Tom said, "He's no right to speak to guests like that and he should certainly have called us to let us know you were coming up."

"I was about to have my nightie ripped off." Sarah told her.

"No you weren't." Tom contradicted her, "I told you I wanted to rip it of in public and that is what will happen."

"Do you want to walk down to the pub and do it tonight?" She asked him, then quietly "You know I want you to do it, don't you?"

"Yes." He said hoarsely. "Let's do it! Coming Mina?"

"Of course!" she replied, I wouldn't miss it for the world. But she'll need a coat it's quite chilly out there tonight."

"I have just the thing." Sarah announced and disappeared into the bedroom.

Mina and Tom waited for Sarah to emerge from the bedroom. When she did they both laughed out loud. She was wearing one of Tom's jackets, an off-white linen blazer. "Are you really going to let him rip off your nightie in public?" Mina asked Sarah as they went down in the lift.

"Of course!" Sarah replied, "I don't think I could stop him anyway. – Even if I wanted to. I am getting excited at the thought of it."

"Excited?" Mused Mina.

Sarah giggled, "Oh! Well all right then, turned on if you like!" She linked arms with Mina, "you should try it sometime."

"Oh, No thank you very much! I don't want to be made a spectacle of! I don't like the idea of people looking at me very much."

"What about when you dance then?" Sarah challenged her friend, "You're not wearing too much then, and you wear those Shalwar so low on your hips, it looks as though they might fall off at any moment."

Mina chuckled. "They only look that way, I make sure of that. There is no way that they would drop without me meaning to let them drop."

"So you have let them drop on purpose!" Sarah hooted, "When? Where?

"Never you mind!" Mina retorted, then quietly "It was a private dance for a boyfriend."

"Did he fuck you?"

"Sarah!" Mina sounded shocked but she laughed and slapped Sarah's arm.

"Well?"

"Yes he was rampant, I could hardly stop him."

"Did you want him to stop?" Sarah pressed her friend.

"Er.....No..... I didn't actually."

"Where did this act take place? In his room, your room, where? Sarah was desperate to know.

"You don't want to know."

"Oh yes I do!"

Mina went quiet for a moment. "On the stage at a working men's club."

"WHAT!

"There was nobody in. I had the curtains closed anyway, I was rehearsing for a show coming up and he came by and surprised me."

"I'll bet he did!" Sarah exclaimed. "You were so surprised your clothes fell off?"

"At the spur of the moment I thought I would give him a treat." Mina confessed. Sarah said nothing, then Mina continued. "I was not wearing my Kameez, the top half, I only had on a full black bra, and of course my trousers, the Shalwar. I let one of my bra straps slip and the look on his face encouraged me to let it go further. So I did."

"Did you take off your bra then?" Sarah asked as they walked down the street towards the town centre.

"No, that came off while we were having sex. Actually he ripped it off, broke the clasp and everything."

"How did you feel when that happened?"

"I didn't mind."

"Didn't mind? I bet you loved it!" Sarah looked directly at Mina who had a sparkle in her eye. She nodded. "I knew it!" Sarah almost shouted out loud. "Can you not see how exciting it is when something like that happens?"

"I suppose..........."

"You suppose? Don't you know that most women's underwear is designed to be fragile and flimsy enough to get ripped off?" Sarah was on a roll now. "Anything I buy now, I always imagine it getting soaked, messed up or ripped or torn in some way. Especially now I'm with Tom!" She laughed.

"You're not scared of him raping you?" Mina asked somewhat nervously, "or exposing you somewhere unsuitable?

Sarah replied immediately. "Number one, He cannot rape me, I will let him have me anytime he wants. Number two, as long as he makes sure I come to no harm, I have no worries about exposure. Number three, Of course, like any woman who knows what she is doing, I can make him want me anytime that I like!" Sarah took a breath. "And I suggest that you did exactly that when you dropped your kecks for the boyfriend!"

Mina grinned. "I suppose you're right. The only nasty moment came when I tried to get back into our house with no bra on. My father engaged me in conversation in the hallway. I was petrified that he would notice."

"How do you know that he didn't?"

"He would have gone mad." Mina told her.

"I don't suppose by any chance he might have done anything like that when he was young?" Sarah asked somewhat sarcastically.

"No he had not met my mum until the wedding day."

"That seems really weird to me." Sarah commented.

"Lots of people of their age had arranged marriages." Mina told her. "I think secretly he would like me to do the same, but it ain't gonna happen!"

"That was all very interesting Mina," Tom said, who had apparently been listening all along. "Now Sarah, please give me my jacket. I want you to make an impression as we enter the pub."

Sarah happily complied. "Do you want the shoulder straps down the arms and me having to hold the slip up?" she asked.

"No, just wear it as it is, there will be plenty of time for exposure later on." He told her.

Sarah looked at Mina, "you look overdressed, carry your coat over your arm and give me some support." Mina shrugged and took off her bomber jacket, revealing a smart white blouse and slim grey skirt. They walked into the pub to find the place packed. It was almost standing room only.

Eventually they found a seat crammed into a corner. "This will be my treat." Mina announced and disappeared towards the bar.

"I have something to tell you." Sarah said.

"You're not are you?"

She laughed and said "No! I have to go to a trade exhibition with Fred on Sunday in Harrogate. We have to go and meet some suppliers, you know press the flesh, get to meet face to face etcetera."

"Are you staying overnight?"

"No we are going up and back in the day. We have to open as usual on Saturday and Monday, so Sunday is the only day we can go. Bigger outfits can free off staff to attend during the week, but we are too small for that."

"OK, I see that," Tom said, "You just be careful which bits of flesh you let these suppliers press."

"Tom Ward, I believe you are jealous!" Sarah laughed at him. "You are quite happy for other people to see me half naked, but you don't want me to shake hands with business colleagues!"

"I suppose I asked for that." Tom conceded. "What will you wear?"

"A skirt suit, very professional."

"And underwear?"

"Of course! I only go without undies when I'm with you."

"Why is that?" He asked.

"Because you like me to be naked under my dresses." She told him forthrightly.

"Don't you like it?" he asked her, apparently concerned.

"I love it!" she replied.

"Then why don't you do it when you're not with me?"

She patted the back of his hand. "Because I like to keep some things special for us." Just then Mina arrived back with the drinks, doubles for her and Sarah and two pints for Tom. "You've pushed the boat out a bit tonight!" Sarah remarked.

"Have you seen the crush at the bar? I thought I would save us a trip." She hesitated. "I see you are still fully dressed, if that is a term which can be used for a woman wearing only one item."

"I'm wearing shoes!" Sarah protested. "Besides, Tom is refused permission to do anything to this nightie until you have at least two buttons undone on your blouse."

"Only two?" Mina asked sarcastically.

"Two will do for a start." Sarah told her, grinning.

"Have a sip of your drink." Mina told her trying to change the subject.

They all raised their glasses. "Here's to nudity in public!" Sarah announced.

"Nudity in public" the other two said in unison looking a little surprised.

The crowd was getting bigger so that their little table was in danger of being overturned. Certainly no-one was taking any notice of the three squashed in the corner. Mina felt a hand caressing one of her breasts, looking down she saw that Sarah who was squeezed between her and Tom was running the palm of her hand over her bra covered nipple. Mina let it continue confident that no-one was watching. "You likee?" Sarah asked in a pale pink voice.

Mina shifted round to face her friend, "You know I do." She let Sarah undo one button on her blouse. It revealed nothing. Sarah undid another, a little of Mina's brown skin could be seen, but nothing that would raise any comment. Sarah quickly undid the blouse to Mina's waist, but as it was tucked tightly into the waistband of her skirt, it stayed resolutely closed, except that a little of the lace on her creamy bra was now visible in her cleavage. "Satisfied now?" Mina demanded of Sarah.

"Not really but I suppose it will have to do." Sarah admitted.

Tom leaned in and said to both women. "It's too crowded in here, shall we go?"

"Let's finish our drinks first." Mina suggested, then added, "She might be lucky to get out of here with the nightie still intact, such is the crush."

"Mina! You're brilliant! Tom exclaimed. "Rip up the side seam on your side to above waist level and I'll do the same this side, then we'll see how she gets on pushing through the crowd!"

"I thought you said others could look but not touch me?" Sarah asked of Tom. "I'm going to get felt up by everyone leaving like that!"

"She has a point." Mina agreed

So a compromise was reached a tear up each side only as far as the top of her thigh would be allowed. In fact both of her "friends" allowed themselves the privilege of a rip up to her hip. They finished their drinks and Sarah braced herself for the struggle towards the door.

They struggled to their feet and started to make their way through the crush towards the door. Sarah led the way (of course), followed by Tom with Mina bringing up the rear. "Scuse me!" Sarah said several times as she pushed through the crowded room. As she did so, the open sides of her black nightie were pulled round and back exposing her legs to hip level, but such was the press of the crowd, no-one really noticed anything. That is except Tom who was getting a little frustrated at the lack of exposure.

They gained the door and were soon outside on the pavement. Mina was a little flushed as her undone blouse had pulled open and one of her breasts, albeit cocooned within her bra, was now outside her blouse. "Nice one Mina!" Sarah grinned, "Let's see the other one!" They all chuckled at that as Mina pulled her blouse back over the exposed bra cup. Tom noticed with a smile that she did not actually button up the blouse however.

"Where now?" Mina asked.

"The obvious place." Tom suggested, "the nightclub round the corner." He handed Sarah the jacket that she had brought with her. "You can put it on if you like, but a word of warning, don't check it in to the cloakroom."

"You mean she might need it in the club?" Mina asked.

"I think he means I definitely will need it in the club." Sarah giggled "Goodbye black nightdress!"

"Where better," asked Tom, "than the dance floor?"

"Wow!!" exclaimed Mina. "I can't wait to see that!"

"If you want to watch, there is a condition," Sarah told her, "You have to lose your bra."

"But this is a white blouse!" Mina protested,

"And you can tuck it into your skirt, but no buttons done up." Sarah continued.

"So you can rip it open at anytime I suppose!" Mina suggested.

"No!" Sarah exclaimed, "Not at all! Tom will do it!"

"How come this plan to get you naked in public, involves doing the same to me?" Mina laughed.

Ahh! Come on it'll be fun!" Sarah urged her friend. "Besides you'll love it!"

"I will love it?" Mina exploded, "I will do no such thing!"

"Don't be coming with all that false modesty." Sarah told her, as they walked towards the nightclub, "Don't forget Tom has seen your tits before – and er played with them, so you won't be showing him anything he hasn't seen and fondled before."

"It's not him I'm worried about."

"So you'll have him strip you off again will you?"

"Yes but."

"Ah-hah!" Sarah said triumphantly "if you want that to happen, you will comply with my tiny request."

"I don't know why I let myself be talked into things by you." Mina replied resignedly.

They arrived at the door of the club, there was no queue, so either it was a slow night, or it was already packed. It was the former, there were no more than about twelve other people in the club already. The girl on the cloakroom counter had asked, "Check in your coat? It's very hot in there."

"It's going to get a damn sight hotter in a few minutes!" Mina mumbled under her breath. Once inside, she disappeared to the ladies to do Sarah's bidding, whilst Sarah and Tom headed for the bar.

"Are you happy for all this to happen in here?" Tom asked Sarah.

"I've told you before, as long as you control the situation, you can do what you like to me, or over me, in public or in private. Actually I'm getting quite excited at the prospect of you stripping me under the disco lighting." She replied giving him a hug and a kiss, plus a quick feel of his groin. "Just don't do it too soon, let's get in the mood for it first eh?"

"Will I do?" Mina had reappeared. Her blouse was tucked into her slim skirt and it looked closed, but she eased the front open so that they could see there were no buttons fastened.

There was no crush at the bar, so they had several drinks before Tom suggested the two girls went off and danced. Sarah left the jacket with Tom as they pranced away to the middle of the dance floor. They were soon joined by four other girls who danced together. Tom was very happy as he watch Sarah and Mina, he could see that they were enjoying themselves too as they laughed and joked around. The torn slits in Sarah's nightdress showed up well, her tanned legs looking really good in the lights. Mina's white blouse took on a fluorescent quality under the ultra-violet elements.

After some time, the girls rejoined Tom and Sarah told him to dance with Mina whilst she went to the ladies'. "No funny stuff with her – at least until I get back!" was her final instruction. As they went on to the floor, the music slowed, so it seemed natural that they should put their arms around each other.

"Have you known Sarah long?" Tom asked.

"No, she's never been taller than she is now!" Mina was laughing at him. "Look you don't have to make small talk with me, just give me a hug." He did just that as they danced. Mina was very happy. They danced for a while and then noticed Sarah watching from the bar. She was sitting on a high bar stool, with one knee crossed over the other. This revealed almost more of her legs than there were legs.

"You two looked like lovers." Sarah mused when they joined her. "I've got another round of drinks in, because if you are going to do what you plan to do, I need at least another one or two if I am going to exploit the situation fully."

Tom quickly ordered another round. "What do you mean, exploit the situation?" He asked.

"Well," she began, "This is not something that is going to happen to me everyday, so hope I can have the courage to carry out a bit of a plan. I do not want to run off the dance floor immediately, I shall carry on until either I have had enough or until the management intervenes. That is why I want you to dance with Mina again, before you do the dastardly deed." There was a slight hesitation before she said, "Come on Mina, let's give 'em a bit of a show!" With that, taking hold of Mina's hand she hauled her into the middle of the floor.

The girls were having fun again as Tom guarded the drinks mounting up on the bar. Not that there was much prospect of anyone taking them, only one other couple had come into the club since they got there. Mina started flicking up the hem of Sarah's nightdress, flashing a bit of thigh but little else. Tom was unable to gauge whether anyone else had twigged on to the fact that the garment was all that she was wearing apart from shoes. Most of the other women in the club were either braless or wearing push-up bras that threatened to tip their breasts out of their tops anyway.