It was my 21st birthday and I was on my way to my fiancée’s flat in London, where she went to university. She shared it with two of her friends, Diane and Rachel, Diane was short, attractive and slim with olive skin, Rachel however was tall and skinny, but still reasonably attractive.
My fiancée’s best friend however was Suzie, who was on the same course as her and whose best feature (in my humble opinion) was her big breasts. Apparently the four of them were taking me out for a meal and drinks tonight.
I arrived at their house and rang the doorbell, Diane answered it, wearing a dressing-gown, obviously still in the process of getting ready to go out, she gave me a kiss on the cheek and wished me happy birthday and ushered me into the house. I asked where my fiancée was and Diane replied that she was in her bedroom, but didn’t want me to come in just yet, as she had a surprise for me. I went to sit down on the couch, but Diane quickly stopped me, and pointed me towards a wooden chair placed in the middle of the room, as apparently I had to be centre of attention in the middle of the room. I didn’t see the point in arguing and sat down. But no sooner had I sat down then I felt my arms pulled back behind the chair and heard a click and I could feel my hands were restrained. I looked behind me and saw that my hands had been handcuffed behind the chair. I turned my head back around to protest and saw Rachel and Suzie were now stood next to Diane, both also wearing dressing-gowns.
“What do you think you’re playing at?” I said.
“There’s been a slight change in plan” Diane informed me, “We’ve decided not to take you out after all, as none of us could afford it. Instead we’re all going to have a cosy night in.”
“Why the handcuffs? And where’s my fiancée?” I demanded.
“Well, as we’re not going out we had to think of a way to treat you, as it’s still your birthday after all, and your fiancée kindly agreed to let us have some fun with you, but we didn’t want you running away, getting impatient or generally doing anything we don’t want you to, so we’ve had to handcuff you to the chair.” Rachel enlightened me.
“And to stop your fiancée from interfering, unfortunately we’ve had to handcuff her to her bed, but don’t worry, she’s fine, and you’ll get to see her later. But for now, sit back, do as your told and most importantly enjoy yourself!” Suzie told me.
With that the three girls undid the ties at the front of their dressing-gowns and to my amazement, one at a time, took them off. Rachel was the first to slip out of hers, revealing herself to be wearing just a pink lacy bra and matching thong and then doing a little twirl to make sure I’d got a good view. Diane took hers off next, to reveal a black push-up bra that gave her a nice cleavage and matching tie-side briefs, she also gave a little twirl to give me a good view. Finally Suzie took her dressing-gown off, revealing a white bra that was struggling to contain her big breasts and matching underwear that was revealed to be a G-string upon her completing a twirl.