AR: Okay, any story titled "Dirty little Secret" and chapter "Show and Tell" everyone's gotta know this is for grown up eyes...really it could be T but...not sure I'd like to be a mom finding this on some 1o year olds' history...
DISCLAIMER: THis is too smutty to have been from the pen or mind of Stephanie Meyer. It is an original FF based on her characters.
Part III
Show and Tell
"Bustier…reminds me of a song…" Bella hummed, giggling to herself as the women exchanged furtive glances, trying to anticipate her joke, but Bella beat them to the punchline…"You know the one, it's French…Tra La La Bustier. Tra la La Bustier…"
Rose laughed so hard Alice feared the mirrors would crack. She grabbed her by the shoulders as they waltzed to Bella's tune…
"This is going to be like fishing in a barrel…with a shot gun..." Rose opined furtively.
When Alice produced the elaborately wrapped box from the most exclusive fine lingerie shop in Seattle, Bella eyes widened with wonderment, but when she presented her with the finest black silk corset, bustier, those same peepers nearly popped.
"Wow.." It was all she could manage to say when she saw it. She'd never having imagined what a bustier should look like, now seeing one, she could tell her imagination would never have done it justice.
"...that's hot." Bell was speechless as she played with the black silk corselet. "I can't wait to play with this...thank you so much Alice."
Rose whispered in her ear, buzzing her with the resonance of her voice, "I am sure you're not the only one who wants to play with it, Bella."
"I see what you mean about needing all the hands to get in it…but I bet you do't need as mnay to get out of it, ahah… "she laughed at her own lude joke, something that neverwould have happened without the company of that tinkiling glass and red plastic stirrer.
"Ok, so I am going to lace you in…there are two laces, one from top to middle and the other,..." Alice instructed as she prepared to work.
"Bottoms up!" Rose's cheerfulness seemed slightly sarcastic or else it was a wry joke.
"Hah…that's a drinking joke, isn't Rose…lacing from the bottom up...drinking up the last bit, right?"
Well, yes. Yes, I do believe it is…You know Bella, I have to say…you are different when you drink.
Oh, am I being bad?
No, no, not at all,…quite the opposite, actually…you are quite fun…not that you weren't before…but fun in a good, equal kinda way, not funny in an 'entertaining' way.
"I guess you didn't know the real me, Rose, cause, tada! Maybe I am more confident, I am saying all the things I am usually thinking but never say…and maybe it's because when I am shy I well…"
"Am shy…? It is not a bad thing…I didn't mean it that way…" Rose was "...thinking maybe we do judge her too much, like heckling a sit com…and so she has been less…confident. "Here, let me freshen your glass Bells…"
Wow, rose. You called me Bells..
Oh, I m sorry…she said, searching in her brain where the unusual name came from, sure she'd heard it somewhere, "don't you like that?
No, I love it…that's what Charlie called me… from when I was a little girl. I just loved the sound of church bells…I guess they were mysterious to me…and I just to sing with them when I heard them…like they were songs on the radio…so
"So you wanted to be one…"
"Well I never thought about it like that Rose…."
"Then Bells you shall be to me. It's a great story…for a human…lol" Rose said with real affection. "Truth is I do understand--I fell in love with roses for thesame reason."
Bella's eye's watered with sloppy drunk tears. Winding Rose's neck up in the crook of her Elbow, Bella's tequilla sentimentality gushed forth. Rose!, we are sistas after all...!"
"I hate to interrupt this lovely sloppy drunk Hallmark moment," Alice interjected with impatience. "...but we're on a schedule here…Come on ladies, lets focus…getting dressed, right…going clubbing, remember?"
Alice had taken the unfamiliar role of 'responsible one' in this adventure--if anyone dressing an underage girl in a bustier to go to a nightclub could be responsible, she was at least sticking to plan.
"…okay Bella…take off you clothes and hold up your boobs."
"What?' Bella sputtered, spraying Alice with limeade at the word, giggling at the sight of the mess she had made. "Sorry, Alice…ummm, what did you say?"
"Put your hands on your boobs" she said, annoyed demonstrating as if she was a flight attendant… "…and push em together and up so when I tie the laces your headlights won't be pointing at the ground…it is the opposite effect we are trying to achieve…"
Alice's commands often had a passive aggressive coloration. This was one of those occasions.
"But my nails are still wet…and I am not finished with my drink…do I have to?", she whined disgracefully.
"Ok, Bella, let me help you." Rose stands in front of Bella looking away from her, like a professional dresser or salesperson might do, to not make her embarrassed. It was just for show, of course. Bella was lubricated by tequila and didn't flinch when Rose cupped her breasts to form the shape Alice wanted to confine with silk bindings.
Rose warmed them under the hottest tap water before she gently took Bella's breasts in hand, and surprisingly she never flinched, neither from embarrassment nor from the chill. Rose was surprised to see she so at ease with her body.
"Okay," Alice said determined to move along this party, uneasy with the off script activities at hand, so to speak. "Let's get these puppies strapped in and yummy."
As Alice wrapped the garment around Bella's abdomen, Bella found herself encased by her sisters. "Whoa," she said, happily sipping on her straw with fingers splayed out do as not to muss the polish, "Look! It's a Bella-ritta sandwich on Vampire Bread!"
"Oh my," Alice murmured, "I think we really have created a monster, Rose…"
The prophetic nature of that statement would soon become apparent.
Everyone set about their task: Alice threading silk ribbons through sterling silver grommets, Bella bathing in tequila, and Rose, fondling for the first time in a very long time teenage human breasts.
"Bella, if you don't mind me saying…" Rose began quietly but was interrupted by a loud declaration.
"Rose!" Alice snarled "this was not the plan…" Rose was nonplused and continued on with her complement.
"You have really lovely breasts, Bella. For a human, I mean."
"…and you are a she-evil, Rose, that's what I mean…" Alice grumbled. only now seeing the course of events that lie ahead and the clear inevitability that the compliment has made on Bella's subconscious. "Squish please" she demanded, working the last of the lacing.
"Oh, thanks Rose. I kinda like them too." Bella said with some notable pride.
Alice growled in malcontent for the direction this seduction was taking, muttering under her breath loud enough to be heard, "I don't like this…"
Rose blurted out, "Alice, what is wrong with you?
Alice's grimace, agitation and disagreeable attitude was beginning to be a buzz kill.
"Alice," Bella quivered, whispering, not knowing, even in her tipsy state, if she really wanted to know the answer to her question.
"Alice…don't you like my boobs?" She paused with shame before shift emotions entirely into a response she had long ago given up hope she'd ever experience. "Rose," Bella whined musically, extending the vowels unnaturally long to maximize effect and demonstrated contempt,"Alice said she doesn't like mmy bboobs." S
he was tattling on Alice to her new BFS (best fav sister) Rose and she already knew the effect it would have on her already bad mood, but for as many times as Bella had been on the receiving end of the tease and criticism, she was enjoying this.
Rose was playing a two sided game; one playing out the role that had been pre determined and also one she had just discovered.
"Just, tell her off, dear, she's jealous little elf…her breasts are nothing to write home about…poor thing..." Rose whispered innocently. "besides, your opinion is the one that really matters…if you like them…everyone will like them…everyone except spiteful little buzz killing elves…and who needs them?"
Bella turned to the mirror for inspection, a move that startled Rose with its natural curiosity and ease.
"I do.." Bella announced, slurping on her tequila confection, "I like my boobs."
Rose flinched for this was a near perfect performance marred by a lousy conclusion. "Oh, don't say, boobs though…Bella…say breasts…breasts such as yours are just too beautiful to be called anything else."
"Why?" Bella said, turning from side to side as if to decide which category they belonged. "Is there really a difference?"
Rose was quick to respond, "Well, in the word breast is a word of poets, Bella…and yours, well, your breasts …they are worthy of poetry."
Alice huffed in disgust, a huff of air and muffled sound escaped her mouth illustrating her exasperation.
Her breast is fit for pearls, but I was not a Diver, --Her brow is fit for thrones but I have not a crest. Her heart is fit for home--I-- a Sparrow -- build there Sweet of twigs and twine My perennial nest. Emily Dickensen
"Do you really think they are pretty, Rose?" Bella said inspecting herself from above. Rose, thoroughly enjoying her game offers Bella's breast for inspection…perched on the palm of her hand. "Oh, Bella, you don't need me to say so…I am sure that Eddie has told you already…"
Bella cringed; shying away from the question, chewing absent mindedly on her stirrer, knowing that her behavior was making her perfect lover's obvious flaw painfully obvious to all without a single word spoke against him. She also knew this was not news to them. They were his sisters, after all.
"Oh, dear," Rose said comforting her, "but of course…well, I know he will love them, Bella." she said with great sincerity. "So, soft and full, look they fill my hand." Rose cupped Bella's breast with admiration and snickered. "they are bigger than I imagined "she whispered girlishly"and so pind are those nipples…he will flip!"
Bella giggled along with Rose thinking about the fact that Rose got to feel her up before he did... but Alice, struggling with the laces was livid.
"ROSE!" she growled in disgust for the turn of events and the vision that tormented her.
"Oh, be quiet Alice…you should see these breasts our little sister has…nipples all perfect and perky, pointing skyward, I can just see him reaching down to take it in his mouth..."
"ROSE, I swear…" she roared.
"Seriously, Bella, I think she is just Jealous…" Rose was quiet in contrast to her sister's outburst. "Really Alice, come over her and admire you sister's lovely breasts. You really should. You know you want to.." Rose taunted her, jiggling Bella's perfection in her hand and was relentlessly pursuing what was obviously a little known hang up for Alice.
Rose sighs, "You know, it's been such a long time for me…I think I have forgotten how exquisite the human female form really is…" Rose was serious of course, but Alice rarely accepted she was capable of being serious.
"Now, let's get you out of those granny panties…shall we?" Alice announced rather ungracefully. Rose frowned at the insult. " Well, I am sorry, the fruit of the loom is not going to be in the same room as La Perla. It is a sacrilege of the highest order."
"Hey, don't you be dissin' me--these are my favorite panties…and they are Lily of Franc or Hanes not that Fruity ones, and you back off you evil little…what was that you said, Rose.
"..gnome…evil little gnome." Rose parroted in complete compliance.
"Yeah, what she said…and what was that other thing?…and La Pearl, what is that?" Alice was speechless at the sight of Bella's 'no finger' being yielded in her direction and with such uncharacteristic force.
"And don't you be starting that "Bella, please don't tell me…" crap…I told you about that already." Bella was rediscovering finding her inner assertive happy drunk.
Alice was motionless with the betrayal she felt building inside her. Rose, someone with experience in these matters counseled her charge.
"Bella, believe me when I say that I mean this lovingly: if I were you, I'd shut up before she pops you. ...Now, let me help you out of your panties…mind the nails now…" Rose met Bella's eyes, unflinching as she spoke, quickly hooked her finger in the elastic band of her panties and knelt to the ground taking Bella's panties with her, leaving Bella bottomless, bustiered with a fresh drink in her hand.
Rose stood back, admiring her, swinging those grannies on one finger…Wow Bella,…you could be a Bunny. Will you look at that ass? Playboy
"…Get out of here…" Bella scoffed at the idea.
"Seriously, I am getting the camera…" Rose was ready to fly to her room when Alice blocked the door. "YOU are NOT..leaving this room, Rose, I promise I will hurt you. You have gone way too far." Alice's face actually looked flushed
"Oh will you please just shut up, Miss Priss…it's just us girls.." Rose sighed.
"Yeah, shut up Alice…" Bella chimed rudely, motivated by the jet fuel burning up all boundaries, "we not hurting anybody here… ARE we Rose?" Bella was suddenly unsure…"Are we Alice?" she asked with a pang of worry hinting on the horizon of her cloudy consciousness. "Do you think we are doing something bad?" Not having a sister, circle of girl friends or any frame of reference with living with other women, Bella had no idea how to feel about Alice's idea that there could be something shameful going on.
Rose interceded, emphatically, "No, we most certainly are not, Bella, we certainly are not! Locker rooms, spas, hell Sororities...women can admire each other's bodies, no crime, no foul.", she exclaimed, taking Bella by the shoulders. "I have to show you how stunning my baby sister is Bella…besides…' she sniggered, 'wouldn't be a great present for Eddie…in his Christmas stocking or something…his beautiful wife is his own private Playboy Bunny... he'd pop his cork.
"Or something…" the sprite murmured and the girls roared together with the picture feeling slightly chagrined for her outbursts which came mostly from jealousy than anything else. She wasn't jealous of Bella, she was jealous of having to share Bella with Rose and that she might lose her exclusive relationship.
"Ok Alice, why don't you do something useful, tossin' the panties onto her head, and YOU get the camera, and I will help Bella get some stockings on…fishnets, black for the pictures, but nude for the dress, don't you think…and heels, DEFINITELY heels…and perhaps, we should save the thong until later…you're brave enough for bare bottom? don't you think Bella?"
The slurp was long and echoing as she contemplated her response. "I think" she finally said, "I think I would like some more to drink first!
"Oh, don't worry, honey," Rose laughed assuredly, " I will help you with that, Bella." The little pixie had a determined look on her face as she was admonished by her sister. "Well, go on, Alice…what are you waiting for? Go get the camera before Bella loses her nerve…Eddie would be so sad to fond out when I tell him it was you who ruined our from surprise for him!"
"Do you really think he will like this, Rose?" Bella asked, distracted not by the idea of taking the photos, but by the reception they would have in his hands.
" You're not kidding, are you?" Rose asked quietly. Bella nodded her head in response afraid of the answer.
"Bella, it always startles me that you really have no idea how beautiful you are…I know it isn't just an act or being polite, because I see it in your face, and no matter how many times anyone tells you, you won't believe them…until you believe it yourself."
Her smile was genuine as her advice. "He will have a multiple strokes…when he sees you in these pictures!" Bella gasped with the double entrendre and pushed Rose away, laughing in disbelief and then she blurted it out, "Do married guys still do that?" Rose rolled her eyes, "Don't kid yourself, I think they jack off more!! The more they get the more they want...but, back to us girls and you beautiful photo spread." She winked with hidden meaning at the word insinuating that they would really ring Eddie's chimes with something more than bare ass art shots.
Alice nearly fainted as Bella murmured Edward's mantra, "Now this will be interesting..."
The quiet truthfulness of the moment seemed to change the scene considerably and required immediate action to reestablish the priorities…"How about a refill on that Bella-rita?" Rose asked in her most spritely voice as she filled Bella's glass the brim. "And hows about some music to set the mood, hmmm?" she said, turning on the stereo. Finally, she got down to business. "How about a little hair, and makeup action?"
more to come...
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