Discovering Melanie Ch. 14.2

After dinner and a shower, Josy came over to Melanie’s room. Melanie had asked her if she wanted to come along with her friends to the party in their building. Of course, Josy had accepted, on the condition that she could pick out Melanie’s outfit.

While her friend was sifting through her closet, Melanie told Josy about her talk with Brian.

“He was angry?” Josy asked her. “Why?”

“He thought you and I were together,” Melanie said, blushing. “I’m not sure why exactly, but he said it was the way we acted together.”

Josy was surprised by that, and Melanie updated her about the rest of her talk with Brian, only leaving out the most embarrassing part, where he had teased her about what he’d seen.

“Did he mention what he saw? I mean when he went to put the glasses back?” Josy asked, addressing that most embarrassing part.

“Not directly, but I’m pretty sure he was thinking about it,” Melanie admitted, red-faced. She omitted telling Josy how suggestive his words had been. It had left no doubt in Melanie’s mind.

“I’m sure he was,” Josy winked. “I’m really glad you two were able to talk it out.”

“Mostly, anyway.”

“Anyway, this is what you’ll wear,” Josy said as she turned around to face Melanie, holding a maroon dress Melanie had bought last fall. She then asked, “Why are you not naked yet?”

“Why naked?” Melanie asked, as she started undressing. “What about underwear?”

“Isn’t the dress enough?” Josy asked, winking at her.

When Melanie took off her bra, Josy said, “Don’t worry, I picked out a bra as well.”

“Right,” said Melanie, as she stepped out of her panties, leaving her naked.

She then put on the bra Josy handed her, followed by the dress. It was a long sleeve mid-thigh V-neck flare dress. The V-neck was modest. Although it showed her upper chest, it didn’t reach the swell of her breasts. It would be interesting without panties, at the very least. Melanie was a bit nervous about it. Guys might try to lift up the hem, given how easy that would be with this flare dress, so she would have to be careful. Next followed the black thigh-highs that they had recently bought. It left a nice stretch of bare skin between the thigh-highs and the hem of the dress.

After she put them on, Josy whistled, “Wow, that’s nice. Maybe a bit too nice?”

A pair of black mid-calf heel boots finished the look. Melanie posed, standing beside the window, as Josy took a picture. Melanie had to admit, it was a hot look.

“What are you going to wear?” Melanie asked her friend, who was still in jeans and a blouse.

“I brought something. I’ll go change,” Josy said, picking up a loose bundle she had brought over.

“You can change here,” Melanie suggested.

“Uhm,” Josy hesitated. “You probably think it’s crazy, given how many times you’ve been naked around me, but I think I’ll use the bathroom.” She looked apologetic.

“Oh, okay,” Melanie said, wondering if she could get Josy naked and embarrassed sometime, turning the tables on her for once.

After a while, Josy came back from the bathroom, wearing a spaghetti strap mid-thigh black dress with black thigh-highs. The dress accentuated her C-cup breasts nicely.

“Sexy,” Melanie said, “are you wearing panties with that?”

To Melanie’s amusement, it made Josy blush.

“You don’t ask a lady such a question,” Josy said, looking serious.

Melanie shot her a look, and then laughed.

~~~

When Melanie and Josy arrived at the party, they found Brian, Sarah, and Cohen already there. It was a lively event, with at least two dozen people in the common room alone. There were also people in the hallway. The apartment had a nearly identical setup as Josy’s and Melanie’s.

Sarah complimented both Josy and Melanie on their outfits and they returned the compliment. Sarah was looking hot as well, in a sexy denim skirt and off-the-shoulder blouse that showed off a lace bra underneath. Melanie found it interesting that Sarah was dressed up like that, while her boyfriend wasn’t there with her.

Melanie had decided not to have any alcohol this evening, and she spent the next hour enjoying light conversation with her friends. She wondered if Josy would talk to any of the guys there, and while Josy seemed happy to mingle, she seemed to resist the attempts of guys to flirt with her. Melanie herself also noticed guys looking her up and down. The attention made her feel sexy, but she’d often turn to one of her friends before a guy could open a serious conversation with her.

While she was leaning against the doorpost to the hallway, Brian found her there.

“Hey,” he said.

“Hey, Brian,” Melanie responded. She wondered if they could continue their conversation from yesterday. “Do you want to go talk somewhere?”

“What, now? Okay,” Brian said.

They walked through the apartment hallway, away from the music. There were other people leaning against the walls there, chatting. The door to the bathroom was open and they went in there. There was a simple chair there, but they both decided to keep standing. It was a good place to have a relatively private chat. Still, they had to be careful not to be overheard.

“I guess there are still a lot of things you want to talk about,” she said. “Maybe it’s best if you start with the most pressing question.”

He didn’t respond right away. Likely he was thinking about what to talk about first.

“I don’t know if I can ask you this. It feels like I shouldn’t,” he said, looking slightly uncomfortable.

“Please, just ask me.”

“Okay,” he said, pausing. He took a deep breath before continuing. “Josy lifting your… you-know-what in front of me,” he said quietly, looking at the open door. “I asked you yesterday, but you said it was complicated.”

Melanie felt her heart flutter. She had said he could ask her, and she felt he deserved an answer, but this was definitely not an easy thing to explain. In fact, it touched the core of her sexuality, her obsession. She wasn’t sure how much she could tell him; how much she would need to tell him to satisfy his question. Her nerves were going crazy.

She looked at him and wondered how he would react if he knew the truth about her. The prospect simultaneously frightened and excited her. Based on what he had mentioned about his online browsing activities, he apparently enjoyed looking at embarrassed naked girls. Did that apply to her as well? Had he enjoyed looking at her bare ass while Josy lifted her skirt and had he enjoyed her embarrassment? She blushed at the thought.

“Okay,” she said, bracing herself. Her hands were shaking a little. “You know… that website… Do you ever wonder whether those girls enjoy the embarrassment?”

It seemed that her question embarrassed him, and she wondered if he still visited that site, and how often.

“I’m not sure,” he said.

“You asked why Josy does those things to me,” Melanie said. She felt the heat rising in her face as she prepared to say the next words. “It’s because in some way… I like it.”

She forced herself to look at his reaction, even though she wanted very much to hide her face. Understanding seemed to dawn on him, and his eyes widened. She had to look away.

“Please, don’t judge me,” she begged him.

“I see,” he said after a few moments. He still seemed deep in thought.

They stood there, neither of them speaking, and Melanie worried that she’d made a giant mistake telling him. Her worries grew with every second he stood there saying nothing, but then he took a step towards her. She saw a sudden confidence in him that she hadn’t seen before.

“You know, you look hot today,” Brian said quietly. “That dress… those socks…”

He stepped even closer to her, using the slow music as an excuse to put his hands on her hips. She was surprised by his sudden boldness, but she let him. She put her hands on his shoulders and together they swayed to the music. It was the first time they danced together.

He’d called her hot, Melanie realized. She blushed and put her head on his shoulder so he couldn’t see. His hands moved steadily down, and she felt his fingertips touch the outside of her thighs through the dress. It was electrifying.

“Do you like this?” he asked her.

Does he mean the dancing or his hands? “Yes,” she said, on both counts.

Someone entered the bathroom. With her back to the door, Melanie couldn’t see, but a female voice said, “Hi, can I use the sink?”

“Of course,” Brian said.

The girl passed on Melanie’s right side, coming into view and went to the first of the two sinks. Melanie felt embarrassed to be seen while Brian was touching her legs through the dress, and she wondered what the girl thought they were doing. As she watched the girl wash her hands, she felt Brian’s hand on her left side sneak her dress up, touching her bare thigh. What is he doing? The girl is right there, thought Melanie, even though their bodies would block the view of what Brian was doing, she feared the girl would notice.

Oh, that feels good, thought Melanie, getting excited as Brian traced circles with his fingers, going higher and exposing more skin.

The girl finished washing up, dried her hands and walked back out of the bathroom. Brian’s hand froze, pressed flat on her skin. Melanie heard her leave but could not see whether the girl had taken another look at them.

Now that the girl was gone, Melanie wondered if she should push Brian’s hands away. Although it felt nice, and the touches were exciting her, the fear of being seen and embarrassed kept urging her to put a stop to it.

However, Brian must have had a different idea, as he took the opportunity to let his other hand catch up. With both hands tracing circles up her bare thighs, Melanie wondered if it pulled up the back of her dress enough that it exposed her butt.

“The door,” she whispered.

“The hallway is empty,” he whispered back.

That’s not what she meant, she wanted to say, but then she gasped. She felt his hands going even further, nearly to her hips. Now it clearly did pull the hem of her dress up. She could feel it rise up her butt and felt her knees weakening.

“Now, I wonder,” he whispered, as his fingers began exploring, slowly moving from her hips towards the middle of her butt. “Are you wearing panties today, Melanie?”

His directness shocked her out of the trance she had been in. Had she created a monster? This new Brian was scaring her a little.

“Hmmm,” she mumbled, not answering his question. She didn’t want to lie to him, but also was ashamed to admit the truth.

“If you are, they don’t cover much,” Brian whispered.

She jumped a little, gripping his shoulders as she felt him grab hold of her bare cheeks under her dress. Then one of his hands moved up, and unimpeded due to her lack of underwear it reached the small of her back. He had his answer, she knew, feeling embarrassed.

There were footsteps behind her. Someone stepped into the doorway of the bathroom and stood there.

“Brian,” Melanie gasped. She tried to look over her shoulder to see who it was that caught them there.

“I was looking for you two,” Josy said. “Wow, Brian. I never expected this from you, shamelessly exposing your friend like this.”

“I don’t…” Brian’s resolve seemed to falter, and his hands fell away, letting Melanie’s dress fall back into place.

“Melanie, are you okay?” Josy asked.

“Uh huh,” Melanie mumbled, still trembling from arousal. She was glad it was just Josy, and not someone else. Josy had rebuked Brian just now, and she wondered how Josy would react, having caught them there.

Melanie felt Josy step close to her, and then gasped as she felt her dress lifted up again, followed by a warm hand on her ass. She moaned in response, took a step forward and felt the bulge in Brian’s pants press against her.

“So,” Josy said softly, her breath on the back of Melanie’s neck, causing goosebumps. “Were you two having a nice little chat?”

Brian shifted his feet, not answering. Melanie held onto his shoulders, keeping him in place pressed against her, while Josy lightly massaged her left butt cheek.

“Yes,” Melanie whispered. “Ah,” she gasped, as she felt Josy’s fingers probing between her cheeks.

“I hear you two like to go running together, isn’t that right, Brian?” Josy asked casually.

“Uh, yeah, we do,” Brian said.

Melanie felt Josy’s fingers still probing between her cheeks, trailing down ever so slowly. Due to the situation, Brian’s pushing earlier and Josy now joining the fray, Melanie’s arousal was rising fast. Butterflies in her stomach were causing her abdominal muscles to twitch, adding to the pleasure she was feeling.

“All that running is good for the glutes. Say, Melanie has a nice butt, doesn’t she?” Josy asked, as her fingers found Melanie’s puckered hole, lightly rubbing the skin around it, making Melanie squirm.

“Yes, she has a nice butt,” Brian sounded embarrassed saying it.

“She doesn’t think so herself. She’s quite insecure about it, so we should help her a little,” Josy said. “Here.”

Melanie felt movement behind her and shortly after felt a bigger hand, Brian’s hand on her right cheek. She was breathing heavily, feeling like she was their plaything, and shuddering as Josy’s fingers briefly and lightly wiggled against her asshole and then slowly moved on down. Her own hands slackened their grip on Brian’s shoulders.

She felt intensely embarrassed over the influence their combined effort had on her, but it was almost entirely drowned out by her arousal. As Josy’s fingers passed over the entrance of her vagina, she pushed back in reflex, and she felt two fingertips enter her, eliciting a gasp from Josy. She was close, so close. If Josy would only just…

“Oops,” Josy said.

Josy’s fingers retreated, eliciting a moan of frustration from Melanie, but then they went back in, slightly deeper this time. Just past the fingertips.

Melanie came immediately, shaking in between them. Her legs went weak, and Brian reacted by holding her up with his one hand already on her butt and his other going to her waist. The intimate touches added fuel to her fire. As she rode the waves of pleasure, she felt Josy take her fingers out, though Josy’s hand remained on her butt.

“Don’t let her fall,” Josy said.

“What just happened?” Brian asked. “Did she just…?”

“You need to be careful with her, Brian. Though I think I’m to blame here as well.”

“What did you do?” Brian asked Josy, as he helped Melanie to the chair.

Melanie sat down, and shame washed over her as she came down from her orgasm.

“Please,” Melanie said quietly after a few moments, “I need to go home.”

Josy helped her up and held Melanie’s arm as they started walking out of the bathroom.

“Melanie, I’m sorry,” Brian said behind them.

“Brian…” Melanie said. She felt bad. After what had happened last weekend, they hadn’t talked for nearly a week. Only yesterday, they had been able to talk out the most pressing issues. If she left him now by going home with Josy, he might again take that the wrong way. She looked back at him and said, “Come.”

He followed them through the rest of the party as they headed to the door. On the way they passed Cohen.

“Hey guys,” Cohen said. “Where are you three going?”

“Hey Cohen, Melanie was feeling a little dizzy, so she’s going home early,” Brian said.

“Oh…sorry. Feel better, Melanie,” Cohen said.

“Thank you,” Melanie said in a quiet voice barely audible over the music, as they continued walking.

“Bro, going home with those two hotties? Nice,” some guy said as they neared the door.

Brian didn’t respond.

“Hey bro, I was talking to you.”

“Shut up asshole, can’t you see our friend isn’t well?” Josy exclaimed.

“Well, excuuuuse me,” the guy said sarcastically. As he walked away, they heard him saying, “Bitch.”

Brian walked out the apartment with them, but in the hallway he said, “Melanie, it’s okay, don’t worry. You go two go home, and we talk tomorrow, okay?”

Melanie thought he seemed uncomfortable, possibly ashamed, and she asked, “Are you sure?”

“Yeah… And I’m sorry about what happened.”

“Okay, Brian,” she said, but then remembered she hadn’t asked him about running yet. “Wait, tomorrow… Let’s go running, eight thirty?”

“Sure, see you then,” he smiled shyly.

“Promise?” Melanie asked. She didn’t want him to bail and avoid her again for another week.

“Promise,” he said.

Melanie still felt shame at what had happened and was actually relieved he didn’t go with them. She walked with Josy to the elevator.