Chapter 3 - Heather
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Chapter 3 - Heather
On Monday, I returned to the mall to pick up the dress and to talk with Heather.
“Your wife looked great in this dress,” she said as she completed the order. Heather was a tall stunning blonde.
“You must enjoy working with women and dresses all day,” I observed. “You worked the weekend, and you’re here on Monday, you must like your job.” I was just being friendly.
“I’m gay,” she looked at me with a small smile. “Other than being a guard in a women’s prison, this is about the best job I could have.” She was smiling as she talked.
“Can I ask you something? I hope I’m not forward, but there’s a reason I bought that dress for my wife, and I’d like to explain what we’re doing if you have a couple of minutes.” The mall was almost deserted on a Monday morning.
“Okay. But I won’t go on a date with you,” she said.
I stuck out my hand, “I’m Hunter.”
“I’m Heather. Let’s sit down,” she said, shaking my hand, although we’d already met.
When we were seated, and Heather had served us both coffees, I told her about the cards.
“That sounds like a great idea, where does the dress fit in?” she looked interested.
“Two places, I hope. I want Lexi to wear the dress for one of the cards I wrote, a card that has to do with going out without panties and exposing herself to another man,”
I was embarrassed as I spoke, but Heather just laughed. “You think she’ll do it?”
“Yes. It’s part of the deal. We have to do what’s on the card or the ‘game’ ends, and we go back to wearing sweats and watching TV.”
“You said two places,” she prompted me.
“This is really embarrassing, and I don’t know if I can say,” I’m sure my face was bright red.
“You’ve come this far, and now I’m dying of curiosity. You have to tell me,” Heather had her hand on my arm.
“Okay … um … one of my cards for Lexi is for her to make love with another … um … woman,” I finally got out.
Heather looked at me in amazement for a minute. “Has she ever done that?”
“No, but she’s fantasied. I think it’s more than a fantasy. I think it’s something she’s always wanted to do, something she’s very curious about, but it just never happened for her. I’m hoping she just needs a push,” I said.
“You think I might be willing to help with this?” Heather asked.
“I hoped you would, you’re beautiful, Lexi really likes you, and I think you’d treat her right. Maybe you know someone?” I was having second thoughts about asking. I was beyond uncomfortable.
“Look, I’m sorry I asked. You’ve been very gracious, and I’ve offended you,” I finished lamely, getting up to leave.
“Sit down, Hunter,” Heather tugged on my arm. “I’ll do it. Your wife is gorgeous, I like her, and while lesbians don’t exactly bed hop like guys, we’ve been known to engage in one-night stands from time to time. How do you see this working?”
“I’m going to change the card, don’t ask me how, so that she has to come in here and ask you out for a drink. It’ll be on a Friday night. I don’t know what happens after that.”
“I do. This Friday?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Heather stood and offered me her hand. “I’m looking forward to it. Thank you, Hunter, you don’t know it, but you’ve made my day.” She gave me a bright smile as she pulled me in for a hug.
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