A Muddy Creek Adventure. Part 6. 02/16/2021.

First draft. 1st edit 02/17/2021.A sexy wet clothes adventure. Fictional.
A Muddy Creek Adventure. Part 6.02/16/2021. First draft.
2nd edit 02/18/2021.A sexy wet clothes adventure. Fictional.

"Fitting Out Day".

Jenny hardly slept, up and down during the night, the anticipation of the next morning giving her soft bouts of anxiety, spending some time in her parents' hot tub, relaxation and rest difficult to find, forcing herself to stay in there for a few hours in her navy floral pyjamas. A gentle touch on her arm, her mom waking her up, Jenny falling asleep in the surging warmth of the tub in her nightwear, gently helping her out to dry off, change and settle back into bed, a little sip of soft liquor, sitting with her in comfort, Jenny quickly falling asleep in her old bedroom, the familiar thoughts of life at home, a familiar pair of loving arms wrapped around her. Her mom woke her in the morning, fresh towels and clothes neatly laid out, a motherly sense of etiquette and dress getting her off to a good start, no concerns over what ever was she going to wear, a sharp hot shower, ready to face the world in no time. She sat silently at the table for breakfast, a card from her dad in her trembling hands, thoughtful caring words of love and encouragement, on his was to work early so missing her at breakfast. She ate lightly, checking her phones, not a missed call or message in stark contrast to the day before, her thoughts on the luxury office awaiting her as she toyed with breakfast. Her mom doted over her, cleaning up after her meal and driving her to work, going in to the meeting with her, going early to break the news she would leave her job today and without notice, nervous and agitated, her heart pounding, her mother at her side for comfort and support, Jenny of the brink of breaking down, seriously concerned it might go pear-shaped around her.

Trish greeted her warmly in the hallway to her office, a pile of documents already on her desk, sad to see her going, genuinely happy to meet with Mari earlier in the morning, the discussion's outcome agreed to with exceptional terms and with handshakes and signing of documents, Jenny with free consent to move up in her career without penalty, paying out the balance of her salary in full, Trish accepting Mari's generous offer of taking her on immediately, training packages and all, the news quickly spreading she was moving up to commercial law and contracts with an international firm in town, Helen her immediate boss, ecstatic at the news. With tears in her eyes Trish held out to her a large gift-wrapped box, a parting gift, and a hug and kisses, wishing her well, asking she stay in touch, a seven year silver service plaque, flowers and a personal care gift set, thanking her for her good work and loyal service, Jenny then clearing out her personals from her office, her and her Mom enjoying a free cocktail before they left, Helen stopping by with congratulations and a tear, wishing her well, Jenny holding back her own.

Back to her parent's house for lunch and then a call to Mari to ask what the next step was, the next things on her agenda, breathing a sigh of relief as they drove away, breaking into tears in the car. Despite the easy and comfortable nature of her exiting meeting conversation, a harrowing resignation meeting now behind her. Her mom took her out to a celebration lunch, a message on Jenny's personal phone, not recognizing the number, to call someone she did not know, "cheers Mari". Jenny called the number, Brigitte excitedly asking her to attend a fitting out day session for corporate uniforms and attire today, giving her the address, welcoming her aboard. Her mom dropped her off at the shop door after a quiet, engaging chat over lunch, Jenny bursting with excitement, ready to meet the challenges ahead.

Brigitte threw herself at her, knowing who she was, a copy of her personal profile on her desk, ready to take down her measurements for her fitting records, a loving, welcoming hug, about the same age, taking her by the hand, showing her through the multitude of catalogues of approved company office wear, even corporate jeans, Jenny outright with a squeal, "I wanna try those on," Brigitte with her hands firmly on her ass cheeks, shaking them around playfully, commenting on her good choice, her stare glued to the curve of the seam of her Mis Sixty jeans disappearing under her ass, fucking hot in dress jeans she thought to herself. Jenny warmed up to her easy going personality, a hint of sexy flirting, leaning back into her, throwing her top off on request, Brigitte glued to her chest in the mirror, then ripping off her bra, tossing it over her shoulder on Brigitte's head, giggling and laughing with her. Brigitte handled her gently as she measured her up, making notes in her file, touching her delicately, commenting on her features, Jenny staring in the mirror at her eyeing her up and down, her pupils dilating slightly, invisible steam escaping her ears, Jenny a sexy ass hot looking package topless in sexy as fuck jeans as she teased her breasts, pinching and pulling on her hard nipples, salivating on the spot to do her in with her mouth and tongue, soaking wet in her suit pants. With the jeans fit done, fitting her into bras and briefs as a test of her fit for formal, smoking hot in a sheer full lifting white bra and brief set, her hard nipples screaming out suck on me, Jenny twitching as she was adjusted, a hand softly into her underwear down below, soft fingers teasing her silky wet folds, any girl on girl contact of that nature driving her mad, lips on the back of her neck, squealing out, soft moans, Brigitte teasing the fuck out of her, squirming in her arms, her hardening clit getting a serious full length rubbing in brand new first wear underwear, the tags still on them.

Right down to suspenders and stockings for some occasions, Jenny blushing as Brigitte fitted her straps, adjusting her briefs slightly, her fingertips running over everything softly, Jenny tingling at the sexual intensity of the fitting out session, three hours of choosing twenty full sets, skirts, pants, tops, suits and jackets, racks beyond counting of shoes from over one hundred options, Brigitte an expert at making the office staff shine, the bomb in her hands today one of the hottest through her door. Finally, set for any work day or function, some events requiring specific uniform, Arbitrations or Appropriations Committee Court for example, with a set uniform. Brigitte finished her day with a bang, Jenny's hair done up, a touch of make up, looking amazing under Brigitte's guidance for class and office etiquette, Mari asking her to go all out. Jenny wrapped her up against the fitting room wall, dressed for work, the cab on its way to pick her up, clawing at her, french kissing the daylights out of her in thanks for her expert handling, lifting her top, her hands down her soaking wet pants, pulling at her nipples with her teeth, getting her back with some of her own attention, a loving kiss in parting, her phone going off, her pick up waiting outside, leaving poor Brigitte a heaving, breathless mess, a sexy see you again sometime as she left, five immediately required uniforms in hand, right down to shoes plus the suit she was wearing and her morning clothes, the girls in the office getting lavish attention with standards of dress.

Jenny felt like a million dollars, clipping her security tag on, her papers for payroll all in order, more than a few stares from the public passing by and feeling great, confidently up the front entrance steps, straight to the security guard, her pass getting her swiftly through security, her front office alerted she was in the building, Mari getting a message. Her next thoughts on Brigitte, teasing the fuck out of her nipples through her bra while mauling her titis, wrapped around her, grinding on her ass in her jeans making her shiver in delight, her mouth dry. Silent during the ride up in the elevator, her mind in a daze, buzzing at the office main doors, same as the day before. Louise met her, an arm load of documents at the ready, Jenny letting out a sigh, her arms loaded down with five suit bags, wondering where to dump them.

"Tiny Fire Flies".

A bright smile back at her, "we have a pile of work to do, but first to processing so you can get paid," excited to have her back, a normal busy Monday. Louise in charge of the office for the next few days, desperate to off load some work and keep the place running smoothly, not asking for the admin manager job on top of her own dilemmas, the sooner she trained Jenny up the better. Arm in arm, Louise oozing enthusiasm and fun, dragged her off to admin, her payroll and internship paperwork quickly signed off, a copy of her internship contract now in her hands in her portfolio, officially on the payroll, dated the day before, Delore signing it off, Jenny reading it over recognizing the unique ink mark. A hot decadent latte from the kitchen, then to her office. Louise gently took her suit bags, hanging them in a closet to the side of her desk, commenting on her suit, Jenny excitedly telling of her uniform fitting. "She's so fucking hot ey," Louise smiling at her lustily, remembering her fitting vividly, leaving a soaking wet mess, Brigitte down her throat and her pants for almost an hour as she changed into this or that. Clicking back into work mode, helping lay out her desk, set up her work piles, a pile of stuff for her to get through today, desk tag up, her shoes off, her jacket hanging up. Louise flipped the desk diary diary open to the correct day, computer logged on, Jenny wide eyed at her desk, message after message for her to catch up on, lunch soon appearing at her desk, Mari absent, her and Delore sitting in on council planning and approvals meetings at city hall, property title evaluations and departmental negotiations ongoing in a court hearing format, end over end for the next few days, a ton of proposed commercial projects on the drawing board, the required go ahead signatures the final step, local government officials arguing for and against what is best for their municipality.

Jenny got down to work, Louise blowing her a kiss, "you have a personal locker in the bathroom, your six digit pin is your birthdate," a soft thank you with subtle eyes, leaving her to the pile of work, glad to be rid of some, snowed under herself. Over a late lunch, a large pile of sandwiches, she buzzed Lou, a soft, "hey what's up hun?" "Where did my suit bags go?" Jenny suddenly missing them. "I put them in your closet, third door after you walk in the door and sorry, I didn't show you your locker, catch up after and I will go over that with you, sozz babe," Louise quickly off the phone, an easy going down-to-earth likeable manner when the bosses were absent. Ploughing through her documents, her editing and document profiling app first rate, a bunch of documents going out first class in no time at all with zero errors coming back after document proofing on the mainframe, her files signed off with her personal electronic signature, date and time stamp, and off to the next person in the chain, her new corporate signature scanned in the day before, one of her tasks. Getting the easy ones out first, signing off the client folders by hand, Delore giving her a bunch of engraved luxury pens for herself. Quickly lightening the load, managing Mari's diary in between phone calls and sandwiches, Jenny starving hungry from the excitement of her first official day. Her mom called later, Jenny happy for the chat for a few minutes, her brain starting to fry over a complex contract, disused farmland, and hectares of it, rezoned for military use, the formatting of the information her task, not the information itself, though she did a quick word scan as a check to be sure, finding a few important mis-spellings, noting her corrections, happy with completing it so quickly.

Her pile gradually changed sides, the time ticking by on her wall clock, the phone finally silent, finishing the last one, pressing submit for the hundredth time today, the fireworks going off to Ta Da, it now dark outside, her eyes a little tired, her brain needing some time out. She went to the window, the lights on across the city, the skyline at night beautiful to observe, tiny fire flies on the streets below, watching a lit up police car silently weave its way along the streets. Louise checked in on her progress, eager to get out the door and home, a sharp breeze outside, more snow on the way. "Have you finished that already?" Jenny turning to her with a weary nod, Louise impressed with the work effort, flagging her as capable of more than just proofing and preparation, her day more of a test to get a feel for her speed, her 85wpm skills coming in handy. Louise collated the documents all in order, a soft, "let's get out of here for the day," Jenny agreeing it was time to go, forgetting to check out the personal locker, remembering on the way home to do it the next day, marking a reminder in her watch alarm, not making much progress past alarms.

Throwing her bags down on the kitchen floor, dinner fridge leftovers on slow reheat, her clothes from earlier in the day into the laundry basket, looking over her nightwear from her mom's house, a trigger of something stopping her dead at the bathroom door. A flashback of someone furiously having a great time in her bath a few days before snapped something inside. Dropping the basket, she set the bath running, setting it up for herself, candles on, essential oils poured in over the bottom, fragrant lavender bath gel squirted over that, watching as it mixed in together, more lavender, sitting on the bath edge as it filled, hitting the bath jets the moment they disappeared below the surface, her excitement level rising, immediately intent on a long hot soak fully dressed. Her floral nightwear suddenly tossed in, watching intently as it slowly soaked then disappeared. Dumping the laundry on, her personal phone on scan device mode, her Psychill tunes relaxing her tired brain, her boom quietly humming away, her work day zoning out completely, even her morning meeting, her shop fitting. She froze, her thoughts between Brigette fondling her tits, twitch and a gasp, Mari smashing herself, a sharp contraction, the familiar yearning for release creeping up over herself. switching between both thoughts, her boom then going off to her ring tone, a text message, the sender not in her contacts. Curious as to the sender, her heart skipping a beat, a sweet message from Brigitte, hoping her day was easy and wishing her good night, a bouncing booby emoticon and a wink, an audible giggling from a voice recording, the message then ending.

Up from the bath in a flash, an instant tease as payback on her mind. Testing the f-stop on her phone camera, adjusting the lighting in the room to the correct lux for perfect imaging, her phone flicked to video mode taking a short video of her stocking clad feet swirling around in her bath water, a quick chat about her day, then slipping in to her knees, her skirt slowly changing color as she sat back, the slow soak captured with gasps and giggling, a selfie snap of her suit and stockings getting wet. Saving it as her name, a quick message as she sat back further, a gasp, hot water soaking her underwear, tingling all over as she slowly sank deeper. Two more selfies. Her jacket open and her top lifted, showing her bra close up as she went under, her tits bouncing around in the surging jet wash. Had a great day out, an even better night in "XOX". She sent the message then slid fully in, soaking her first wear uniform fully, a message reply a few minutes later. "You cow", the message with an angry face, Jenny giggling as she called her back, Brigitte yelling down the phone to stop teasing her, back to live video mode, shower lube drizzled all over her bra and suit jacket then skirt, pulling the skirt up, her stockings then panties getting a good squirt, Brigitte melting on the other end, cursing her for her payback, Jenny in hysterics. Chatting for a while, Brigitte frantically in her own underwear on her bed at home, going mental at herself over Jenny's videos and horny sexy chat, hanging up a short time later.

Jenny slid back and relaxed, switching off completely, her hands all over herself, a fully clothed soaking in a luxury hot bath melting her day away, her hands attending to her own needs, soft private screams of pleasure, gasps and splashing water for an hour, bottles of lube into her underwear, her thoughts on Brigitte having her wicked way with her, a quick text, "I can wait up for you if you like", hungry for an easy sexy wet clothed romp with another female, Brigitte a sure fire candidate. Washing herself off with her floral nightwear, her suit floating around her after carefully getting out of it, satisfying sexual release flooding over, a favorite toy deep inside, softly calling herself filthy names, feeding on her filthy dirty thoughts on Brigitte. The fire and lust died away, relaxing in content, cooling down, her mind blank for a time, sighs of comfort in tune with her breathing, the time passing quickly, reluctantly getting out. Everything into the laundry overnight, devouring her dinner, contentedly collapsing into bed, thoughts on her new wardrobe and Brigitte playing with her in first wear business uniform, weariness putting her lights out, sleeping the night peacefully away.

Continued...