This story is a very slow burn, and when the climax comes it can be quite descriptive and wordy. I have a feeling it might appeal more to ladies. But hey this is what turns me on. If you want a story that gets to the climax ASAP this will not be for you. But if you have some patience and curiosity then this might just do it for you.
This story (like most of my stories) is based on a real life experience of mine. Just the sexual part never actually happened, I extrapolated a real life experience into a fantasy. I wish it had actually happened.
All characters are older than 18
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"Faris, yes I know this is a big favour to ask, and its probably not the way you want to spend your Saturday, but I need help here, and we both know that when it comes to fashion and clothing, you are the only person at this university that I would ask for advice... Pretty please?"
Faris Khan and Selina Ali had known each other for 3 years now. They had matriculated at Imperial College London at the same time, and had become good friends after they both joined the Dramatic Society. Faris was studying Physics, a course notorious for its lack of women in the class. Somewhere in his mind he had always had this hidden belief that he would find the right girl at university, and maybe get to indulge in his hidden erotic desires, something that until then his conservative Pakistani upbringing had always stopped him from exploring. Growing up in an expat family in Paris his parents were never too strict or dogmatic with him, but one thing that had been instilled in him from when he became old enough to notice the opposite sex, was that it was expected of him that he would remain chaste until he got married. Not an easy standard to live up to when surrounded by beautiful French girls.
He was a decent looking guy, but more importantly he had cultivated a certain elegance while growing up and in the sea of unwashed t-shirts and ill fitting jeans that the vast majority of the nerdy Imperial students would wear, Faris always cut an impressive look with his polo neck sweaters in winter and linen shirts in summer. Unfortunately for him, he chose his university based on its academic reputation instead of the composition of its student body, and for the last 3 years he had to endure being surrounded by awkward nerdy guys, with the odd female who was not worth pursuing. There was a saying at Imperial: "The girls here are so few that even the least attractive ones can afford to be stuck up".
The only refuge he had found in this sea of mediocre sameness was the Dramatic Society, colloquially known as Dramsoc. The only place at Imperial where he found those few sophisticated and interesting like minded people. People who had a good dose of culture and had no interest in when the latest video game was going to be released. And it was here, in his first week at university that he met Selina. A beautiful and effervescent biology student who surprisingly shared a lot with Faris. For starters she was also Pakistani, but like him had never lived in their motherland. She had grown up between London and New York, and similarly to him had been raised in a moderately conservative home.
The thing about Selina was that while abided by the rules of her upbringing, she also had a rebel streak. While it was understood that she also would never indulge in any premarital sexual activity, she had no issues openly discussing things of a sexual nature. Selina was not a prude, she was not shy, she had her boundaries, but it seemed like she genuinely appreciated the erotic side of life, it was just that she was waiting for the right time and situation to come up, and then she would take full advantage and happily and freely indulge in her sexual life. Having said that Faris always questioned this attitude of hers. Was she really this chaste? Was it possible that she did on sometimes cross the line that she had drawn for herself? He had seen her on a few occasions dressed in very sexy and alluring outfits, however nothing that was too revealing. But you could tell that she was fully aware of her beauty, and she did nothing to hide it. It had not escaped him that she had one of the most beautiful bodies he had ever seen.
The first time they met Faris was smitten. She walked into the first Dramsoc meeting for new recruits, wearing a long flowy black skirt, a white top with buttons going down the back, a dark pink silk scarf around her neck and ballet flats, her gorgeous figure gliding with grace through the room and coming to sit by his side. After their first conversation, where they were both elated to find out about their shared backgrounds, Faris did start wondering if this might just be the girl that he had been praying to meet. Unfortunately as time passed, it started to become clear to him, that while she did adore him, and he became her confidant, Selina was probably not interested in anything that went beyond friendship. This was despite the fact that she had no issues discussing topics like sex with him. Maybe because she always felt that he was respectful of her, and would never take advantage of the situation. Nevertheless, this had not stopped Faris from allowing himself to fantasise about his friend, wondering how it would feel to have her permission to slowly undress her and see her naked, and maybe go beyond that delicious mental image.
Unbeknownst to Faris, over the course of 3 years Selina had started to develop an attraction for him. He had also matured since freshman days, becoming even more of a caring gentleman than ever and also quite handsome. He was always there for her, anything she needed, he would do for her. It wasn't that he was a simp, she was fully aware of that. It was more like he cared, and felt that it was his duty to ensure her well being. She felt special, and cherished. She never took him for granted. From the outside a casual observer may have concluded that he was trying to charm her until her clothes finally would fall off. She had actually fantasised about this once or twice, but she always checked herself quickly, telling herself that the reason why he was so courteous and caring towards her was that he understood her, because they came from the same place and had the same values, or cultural baggage, and there was hardly anyone else around them who could understand them. Yet, one thought that she had entertained in her mind for a long time now, was that if she knew one guy, who deserved to be rewarded for the way he treated her, that guy was Faris.
"Look Selina, I have had one hell of a week as you know, I was hoping to get some rest today. Is this something that can wait?" Said Faris down his phone as he lay on his bed.
"The wedding is next weekend, and it's my favourite cousin, I need to look good. I was supposed to find something already but I just can't make my mind up, I have spent the last two weekends going through every store in London, and I am still without a dress"
A mental image flashed in Faris's mind when she said she was without a dress. It was Selina standing in the middle of her room, in a white lace bra and matching panties, while speaking to him anxiously on her phone. He lingered on the image for a second and then tucked it away into the back of his mind.
"What was that?" asked Selina
"What?"
"Why did you go quiet when I said I didn't have a dress? I know what you were imagining"
"What... No! I was just..." he said with a little panic in his voice. God she really knew him well didn't she?
"Just for that you should agree to help me out. Come on Faris, you are good at this. I just need your opinion. I promise I will make it up to you. Please come shopping with me... And I won't hold it against you that you were picturing me undressed" she said with a mischievous tone.
Faris quickly chose to ignore the last comment
"OK fine, we don't want you showing up at your cousin's wedding looking anything less than spectacular. Meet me on the high street at 11am"
4 hours into their hunt for Selina's perfect dress they had visited six different stores and still come up empty handed. Other guys would have thrown in the towel by this point, but as the day progressed Faris started to really get into the mission. Most stores had been a waste of time, they had nothing which was suitable. Selina needed something that really accentuated her exotic beauty, he thought, and up to now their hunt only resulted in a bunch of trashy outfits that were not her style.
"Is this one ok?" She said as she tried the 9th dress, a flowery number that did not fit her well and had a plunging neckline and hem that ended halfway up her thigh.
"No! Again, thats too trashy! If I am going to help you to find the right dress I cannot let you walk out of here looking like a hooker"
Selina smiled a sly smile
"I'm sure there is one part of you that doesn't totally mind me in a trashy revealing dress"
"Haha, very funny, keep toying with my delicate emotions." He said, faking an offended tone, "I will go find you another dress. One that actually does you justice."
"Its ok to wear something revealing once in a while, if its for the right occasion, or person. Don't you think?"
His eyes locked on hers for a second, they gave each other a quiet look, loaded with significance that they both were aware of but didn't dare explore further
"Give me a sec" he said ungluing his gaze from hers "I think I saw the right dress for you"
He came back with a perfect pink and beige dress. A square cut neck, shoulder straps that were wide enough without obscuring her delicate shoulders, a slim cut that hugged lithe body without restricting movement and a hem that came up just above her knees.
She came out of the fitting room looking like a goddess. And she knew it.
He looked her up and down with soft eyes "You look beautiful"
She blushed
"You can pair this perfectly with that dark pink silk scarf that you wore the first time we met at the Dramsoc meeting"
Hearing those words Selina suddenly felt weak at the knees. She turned around to look at him, her eyes wide with astonishment. How did he remember?
"It left quite an impression..." he said quietly.
Throughout the morning, Faris had resisted the urge to walk up to Selina and hurriedly unzip whatever dress she was modelling for him. Suddenly Selina's head filled with a sudden burst of lust, and before she could stop herself she did something that she would never have imagined. They were alone in the fitting area. Faris leaning against the wall, Selina standing in front of the full length mirror at the end of the area. She turned to face him, they both resumed that mutual gaze that they had interrupted shortly before. Standing confidently in front of him she unzipped the dress from her side and slowly slid it off, revealing herself in a purple bra and panties. She threw the dress at him and before he could say anything she had walked back into the fitting room and drawn the curtain.
Faris waited outside breathlessly for a few minutes, until she walked out of the booth. Her face did not give any hint of emotion about what she had just done a few minutes before. It was as if he had dreamt the whole incident. She cheerfully grabbed the dress from his arm and walked out of the fitting area to the payment counter. Faris followed her to find her looking at the dress and deep in thought.
"So is this the one?" He asked quietly.
She took a pause and then said "OK Faris, so was thinking... and I have something to propose to you." She said looking at him with intent. "I know I have dragged you half way across London today. You have been so patient with me, and if you had not been here I never would have picked out this dress. Its beautiful. Its perfect. I think. And you like it, which is the only seal of approval I need"
"I feel like thats not the end of the story" said Faris somewhat suspiciously
"I don't want to exhaust you, and I am 99% sure that this is the dress that I want to get. But there is ONE last shop that I would like to visit. I saw it last week and there is one last dress that I want to try."
"Oh boy, here goes my afternoon" Said Faris with a slightly defeated expression.
"No, so here is the thing. I already tried the dress in that store last week, but they didn't have my size. They said they might have it today. I want to check. BUT, I don't want you to come with me."
"You don't?" Faris was confused
"No. You have been so good, you have taken such care of me. Any other guy would have murdered me by now. And for all this I think you deserve a fun little reward"
Faris was intrigued. "So what do you want me to do?"
"I want you to go looking for dresses for me."
"WHAT? Wait a minute, I have spent the whole day looking for a dress for this wedding. I found you this one here, you say you have one last one you want to try elsewhere, but you want me to go find you another dress!?"
"Not one dress. Four dresses."
"Selina, what are you on about?"
"So I was trying to think of a way of thanking you for being my style consultant. And I can tell that even though I did exhaust you today, you didn't exactly mind watching me modelling all these outfits for you.... Getting in... and out... of all these dresses"
Faris changed his expression to a confused but intrigued one, blushing slightly at the memory of the fleeting glance he had got of Selina in her underwear a few minutes earlier. "... And our shopping trip has been restricted to finding me a dress for a wedding. Not a lot of variety there..." Faris looked at her waiting for her to get to the point. "So I thought that as a reward, as a way of saying thank you, I would ask you to go out alone to any store you like, while I am at my store, and you are allowed to pick any four dresses, not wedding type dresses, any type of dresses you would like to see me in. Once you are done, I will meet you at my place, you give me the four outfits and then... I will do a little private little fashion show for your eyes only. You sit in my lounge... And I will come out showing you what the outfits look like on me, one after the other."
Faris's mouth dropped open. Suddenly his exhaustion at browsing female fashion dissipated completely and the idea of walking into another clothes store suddenly didn't seem that awful anymore. Selina started walking away, and turned her head to look at him.
"Remember, this is your reward, I'll wear any outfit you choose. Just this once"
Faris spent the next few minutes alone thinking. An idea had started to take shape in his head. It was daring, but the fact that earlier Selina had stood in front of him in her bra and panties, and that she had emphasised that she would try on ANY clothes that he picked, gave him the confidence to enact his plan. He had knew exactly where he was going. He stepped into the store by himself this time, and walked over to the cocktail dresses. He had always wanted to see Selina in a long flowing black evening gown, and he saw exactly the right one. This was going into the first box. The second dress he picked started to follow a clear progression that would slowly reveal the daring plan he had come up with.
This second dress was short light blue one, it would display almost all of her legs, and had a low cut neckline, the kind that would have shown ample cleavage if she were to lean over. This would go in the second box. The third dress was going to be the trickiest, but after browsing a few minutes through what he decided to call the "trashy" section, he found a light pink babydoll dress, with thin straps and a hem that would barely cover her panties. The kind of dress that could easily feature in a Playboy video. At least, the first part of a Playboy video. For the final box he asked the shop attendant to direct him to the lingerie section. He wasn't sure how much he could push his luck at this point. There was a transparent bra with matching panties, that would leave almost nothing to the imagination, but he opted against it.
Although he briefly allowed himself to imagine Selina walking out of her bedroom wearing that set. But it wouldn't happen, despite her innuendo laden instructions, he knew she wouldn't wear absolutely anything like that. So he played it a little safer and picked a beautiful set of white lace bra and panties. There was a lot of transparent material in there, but he determined that the important parts would be covered enough for her to feel more comfortable wearing that than the completely transparent set. That is if he had not completely miscalculated the situation, and would find himself being kicked out of Selina's apartment after she saw what he had bought her. That was a risk, but he figured that he could play it off humorously, saying that he never actually expected her to wear any of the outfits, especially the last two, and warning her jokingly not to tempt a young man like that ever again.
Two hours later Selina messaged him and told him to come up to her apartment. He walked in holding four boxes in his arms. He noticed that she had set slightly dimmed lights. The air felt different around them, there was a heavy, emotional feel to the air that they both sensed as soon as they looked at each other.
"So how did your shopping trip end? Did they have the right size, for that other dress?" Asked Faris after a long moment.
Selina looked at him coyly and said "Yes they did. But I didn't buy it."
"No? Why not Selina?"
"I went back to the last store we went to together, and I bought the dress that you picked out for me instead."
Faris's gaze softened.
"I knew you made the right choice Faris. And I remember the way you looked at me when I tried it on for you, lets just say that my body preferred to be wearing a dress that you wanted on me..." The final phrase carried a weight and significance far greater than the meagre words themselves suggested. Selina looked at the four boxes that Faris had placed on the table in the middle of her lounge.
"It looks like your shopping trip was also successful. I'm guessing that are four different outfits in there for me?" She asked almost purring the words in a way that made Faris's blood rush through his veins. It wasn't until now that he started to believe that she might just try on all four of the outfits he had picked. He became aware of the blood pumping into the lower half of his body and he started to feel a slight pressure in his jeans. She looked at him silently, beautiful in the soft light, her dark hair neatly perched on one shoulder, her stance poised yet confident. He had never seen her like that. They had never looked into each others eyes for so long in silence. "So I can see the boxes are marked from 1 to 4, I suppose there is some reason for this progression. Let me take them into my bedroom, you sit here and your reward will start shortly."
She walked into her bedroom with the four boxes and Faris slumped on the couch. He didn't know what to make of this situation. On one hand things could go in a familiar direction, with him using humour and pretending that he didn't think she would go ahead with the full runway show. He prepared himself for this eventuality. But the atmosphere in the room, and Selina's seductive tone had given him hope that he might just get his full reward this night.
In the bedroom, Selina took a deep breath and opened the first box. She was not disappointed. Faris had picked out a beautiful cocktail dress that she instantly fell in love with. "This is supposed to be his reward, but it seem like his interpretation of that is that I get to feel beautiful in this dress." She thought to herself. Selina changed into the dress, then went into her wardrobe and pulled out a pair of high heels that matched the dress perfectly. She looked at herself in the mirror, fixed her hair and then stuck her head out of the door. "Box number one, are you ready?" She didn't wait for an answer although she heard a faint whisper of a "yes".