Brooke Gets Humbled Ch. 04

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Brooke seemed to regain a bit of her enthusiasm for work after I sent her down to the mail room naked, she felt much more on top of her game.

Not much has happened since, we kept playing around with each other as we always have, I’d get her naked every once in a while, we’d have some fun occasionally, but ultimately, nothing particularly eventful happened until the Halloween party.

We talked about what to dress up as, finally landed on going as the mummy and Rick, Brendan Frasier’s character from the movie, I told Brooke that I’d prepare the outfits for both of us, but what she didn’t expect was how I’d interpret her mummy outfit.

Before heading out to the party, I asked Brooke to come over to my apartment, when she came in, she’d worn a simple blouse and jeans, after greeting each other, she asked excitedly what her outfit looked like.

I grinned, approaching and whispering in her ear to strip.

I could see the flicker of excitement and nervousness in her eyes as I commanded her, I could see her hesitating as she reached up to undo the first button of her blouse, but soon that hesitance dissolved as she steadily revealed her bra underneath, finally removing the shirt and letting it fall to the ground.

Next came the jeans, undoing the button and sliding it down her legs, Brooke stood in front of me wearing a set of black lacy underwear, she looked at me expectantly for a second before realizing that she had to take those off too.

She reached back and unclasped her bra, holding it in place for a second before letting it drop, revealing her juicy breasts, giving them a nervous squeeze as she felt my warm breath on her neck as I admired her mostly bare figure.

Not wanting to linger, Brooke pushed her panties down her hips, letting them slide down her slender legs before standing back up, now completely naked save for her high heels in front of me.

I put my hands around her hips, slowly running them over her bare skin, making sure to feel every bit of her as I did.

I began pinching her nipples, playing with her breasts as one hand crept down between her legs, I brushed a finger against her pussy, already a little wet simply from taking her clothes off, she moaned softly.

I only teased her a little bit more, I didn’t want her to reach the climax so soon, not when we had a whole night ahead of us. “Let me get your costume.” I said before rifling through a bag and pulling her costume out.

Brooke was a bit confused at first, then in some disbelief, finally the horror of what I’m suggesting dawned on her, but within that horror there was an inkling of the excitement she tended to feel whenever I made her do something like it, I grinned, knowing that she would agree.

***

I got out of the car at the bar we were supposedly having our party at, we’d rented out a pretty big hall that made up a good chunk of the bar, it was large enough to accommodate our whole department, it was large enough to hold a pool table and couch as well.

I helped Brooke out of the car, she was a bit buzzed thanks to the two beers she already had, according to her, she couldn’t go through with today’s costume without a little preparation, after all, her costume simply consisted of a few rolls of gauze wrapped tightly and lovingly around her body.

As far as anyone was concerned, Brooke was more or less completely covered, but I think the mere idea that she was wearing little more than thin layers of material made her extremely nervous to appear in front of her co-workers and possibly their friends and family.

As we walked in, I could tell everyone was eyeing Brooke, eating up the curves that were more or less on display underneath the tight wrapping of the bandages acting as the only cover.

We got to the party, a few people had already shown up, including one of Brooke’s friends dressed as Little Bo-Peep, who was organizing the party for everyone, her eyes widened when she saw Brooke’s costume:

“Oh wow! Brooke, your outfit is so…” Brooke’s friend seemed at a loss for words, which only intensified the embarrassment for her until the friend turned to me “Jared!… Indiana Jones?”

“Uh, sure…” I said, awkwardly, I had the distinct feeling she wouldn’t be so keen to hear me explain my costume choice to her.

We promptly began mingling with everyone else, our first round of drinks came, and I think getting some alcohol in me made me a bit bolder, I looked down at Brooke’s outfit, the curve of her bottom was amazing, round and seamlessly flowing out of the eskişehir escort thin waist just above it.

“You look really sexy…” I said, now toying with the bit of gauze around Brooke’s torso, just above her stomach, I wasn’t removing the bandages, merely running my fingers under them, and in the process making them looser, all until I was able to see Brooke’s belly button beneath them.

This simple little action did more than just expose her belly button and left a lot of the costume in that area dangling and loose, much of her waist was visible through the relaxed tangle of bandages, Brooke took another drink to calm her nerves as she saw her stomach come into view.

The party continued, people’s eyes lingering more and more on Brooke’s body the more intoxicated they got, which really drove Brooke herself to continue drinking, thankfully she was pacing herself, but her nerves were clearly driving her to drink more than usual, this is probably why she didn’t notice that the bandages around her legs and lower half were coming undone, revealing more and more of the skin underneath.

So far nothing sensitive was showing, but it wouldn’t be long before the whole thing fell away, in fact, I could already see the beginning of her crack peeking out from under the bandages.

I slipped my hand into that crevice and let my hand rest on Brooke’s cheek, when she finally noticed me, she apparently also noticed how her lower half was becoming exposed, once more she took another sip of the drink she had in hand, I gave that cheek a squeeze, and I could hear her breathing quicken for just a second, she was loving this.

I don’t know if people realized that Brooke wasn’t wearing anything underneath the bandages, but the compliments about her costume kept coming, I was seemingly invisible even though I was standing right there groping her butt, a fact I did not mind one bit.

I figured if loosening the lower half of Brooke’s costume garnered this much admiration, why stop there, I slipped my hand away from Brooke’s perfect ass and let it creep upwards, at first it seemed like she was a little relieved, but once she realized I was now doing the same thing to the top half of bandages, she took another drink from the glass in her hand, but she didn’t stop me or tell me to do anything, she just stood there with a nervous smile as my fingers slipped through the bandages and caressed the bare skin of her back.

The top half of Brooke’s costume was not as subtle as the lower one, I could see the faint coloration of her nipples come through the cracks as it relaxed and allowed everyone to see what was underneath, you still had to focus and get real close to notice that, but people seemed content to stay at a cordial distance for now, but it was quite obvious that they were checking out Brooke at this point.

While Brooke was drinking a lot more than usual, this isn’t to say that she was even close to the drunkest person in the party, now at full swing, people were positively smashed at this point, I wasn’t drinking as much mostly because I was so focused on Brooke.

Having focused on Brooke’s top half for a bit, I looked back down only to see that indeed, the bandages continued to unravel, there were just a few loops of fabric wrapped around Brooke’s hips, and from where I stood, I could definitely see her mound showing, the lips were still tantalizingly covered, but it was mostly gone now.

Brooke followed my gaze and noticed this shift herself, she grabbed a plate from one of the tables and held it there, fairly nonchalant but a bit more decent than before.

As I went back to talking with Brooke, who never seemed to really get used to being more and more exposed, despite enjoying it the whole time, someone happened to bump into her, unfortunately spilling their drink on her, soaking most of the bandages that still clung to her body.

“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” the girl had a very peculiar costume on, it looked like a black tracksuit, where the top was fashioned to be a shorter, enough to show off the wearer’s tummy, it was open revealing a mesh shirt and a tube top over it, but that wasn’t really the most striking part of the costume, it was in fact the pink hair sitting underneath a matching black cap, that, and the familiar voice coming muffled through a face mask and sunglasses “come with me, let’s get you cleaned up.”

With that, Brooke was abruptly dragged off to the bar’s bathroom. Having my suspicions, I followed the two to the (thankfully) unisex gaziantep escort bathroom, whoever this girl was, she didn’t stop me when I followed them into the bathroom.

“Okay, I need you to take your costume off.” I could see Brooke hesitate for a second, a blush spreading on her face before she gave in, she didn’t resist, I expected her to be this pliable when I’m around, but seeing her just agree to it with a stranger was new, unraveling the bandages completely Brooke stood there practically naked save for her shoes.

“Wow, I expected a lot more pushback, honestly,” the girl began to reveal who she is as she took her cap and glasses off, laying them aside, next was the mask and finally, the wig was off, as I suspected, it was Helen.

Brooke’s eyes widened at the discovery, I wasn’t sure if this made things more embarrassing for her or less, as she was already quite embarrassed and sufficiently red-cheeked.

Helen didn’t just stand there, she walked up to Brooke, suddenly quite meek unlike her normal self, I expected her to put her hand around Brooke’s shoulder like she did back on that day in the office, but Helen went for a bolder option, she gave Brooke’s nipple, already rock hard, a quick pinch, and Brooke seemed unrestrained in this bathroom as she moaned in surprise.

“Damn, you really are a slut who gets off on being naked,” Helen mocked, her tone far more aggressive than it was back in the office, likely having seen how easily she could dominate Brooke in this state, she continued to toy with Brooke’s breasts, the latter clearly getting aroused by this attention “I bet you’d love to go out there and cum in front of everyone you know, wouldn’t you, slut?”

Brooke gasped at the question, whether she was shocked by the vulgar suggestion or simply excited by the given idea, she seemed to consider the idea before trying to deny it:

“N-no, I’d… I’d get fired!” Brooke shook her head, it still wasn’t obvious if she was saying this to refute Helen or convince herself how bad of an idea this was.

“Oh? So you’d go through with it if you could get away with it, huh?” Helen twisted Brooke’s nipple in response, she looked back to the face mask and other assorted disguise items, she let go of Brooke, only long enough to grab said items and dangle them in front of Brooke’s face, one that sported her biting her lip, clearly the alcohol wasn’t impairing her thinking as much as it was impairing her nerves “Alright, get out there and give everyone a nice show.”

***

I was back outside the bathroom now, occasionally looking back to the party behind me buzzing away, people had no idea what was in store, I glanced at the sofa provided in this hall, it was vacant as people were constantly going around and getting more drinks, not to mention talking to each other, unaware of what was about to happen.

Suddenly the bathroom door opened, it was probably not that loud to anyone else, but it honestly sounded like the loudest sound in the place to me at the moment, Helen didn’t come out at first, only Brooke, completely and utterly naked save for the wig, mask and other items, if I didn’t know it was her, I wouldn’t be able to tell, hopefully nobody manages to actually figure her identity out.

Everyone stopped to stare at the woman now walking naked towards the couch, a silence fell on the whole hall, eyes glued on her bare body, the same could be said of me, to the extent that I didn’t notice Helen come out of the bathroom and stand next to me to watch the show.

Brooke sat down on the couch amid the silence and stares, she seemed almost dazed as she let her hands slowly creep towards her privates, the moment her fingers made contact with her clit, that dazed look evaporated, and she seemed to realize exactly where she was and what she was about to do, just a bit too late to back out as her hands moved without thought, she sunk back into a lustful haze as she began to play with herself for everyone she knew from work.

It didn’t take much for Brooke to get going, she was moaning without care for her voice, the only other sound in the room was the sound of her fingers making their way inside of her pussy and churning away inside of her, soon she was pumping in and out of there with her fingers, her hips gyrating in excess pleasure.

Before long, her back arched as her orgasm shot through her body, her mouth moving without making any more sounds, she finally slumped down on the couch, completely spent.

Before anyone could react giresun escort to this sudden act of lewdness, Helen charged through the crowd and grabbed Brooke by the hand, pulling her through and out of the bar!

I followed after, watching Helen drag Brooke, still naked and dazed from her orgasm, not to mention a little drunk out to the sidewalk of a city street, I figured this was the best time to go and get the car started.

I tried my best to take as little time as possible before I drove the car to where the two were, I rolled down the window and listened to the conversation between the two.

“W-wait… Helen, my costume!” Brooke, clearly still tipsy but no longer enjoying the courage-granting effects of the alcohol now that the orgasmic bliss was subsiding, not to mention finding herself out on the street.

“Yeah right, you know you could have just gotten more bandages from the first aid kit in the bathroom?” Helen scoffed, it was becoming very clear that Helen wasn’t just taking pleasure in Brooke’s nudity, but in humiliating her and taking out some form of frustration out on her, she struck out and grabbed the cap and wig off of Brooke’s head, the latter too intoxicated to really keep up with the former’s speed “if you wanted to get dressed, you could have done so.”

With that, Helen grabbed the glasses and mask, ripping them off of Brooke’s face, leaving her well and truly exposed for the first time that night, Helen then gave her a firm smack on the ass:

“Good luck getting home like this, slut.” With that, Helen walked away, not noticing me in the car.

I have to confess I sat there watching Brook walk down the street nervously for about a minute, watching her ass jiggle as she tried to shield her front from the onlookers, I was more than ready to leap out and prevent anything from seriously escalating with the few onlookers around her, and it did in fact seem like Brooke was about to walk home naked as she was, as mind-boggling as that seemed.

I drove up next to her and called out her name, she turned to me, panicked at hearing her name, but her eyes lit up when she saw me.

“Need a lift?” I said, gesturing to the car door opposite me, Brooke didn’t wait or respond, she simply dashed to the passenger side and hopped in the car, happy to have the ride back home.

The drive itself was mostly uneventful at first, I was aware that Brooke was looking at me the entire time with a certain gaze, I laughed and asked her what was wrong?

“Huh? Oh, nothing…” Brooke jumped at my question, she began fidgeting as she dismissed my concern, remaining silent for a few minutes before even talking again “Thanks… For picking me up back there…”

“Nah, don’t worry about it.” I laughed it off, but I was aware that this whole thing was effectively my doing; I was the one who convinced Brooke to come in that costume, and I certainly didn’t stop her from drinking herself naked.

“No, I kinda wanted to do this for some time now…” Brooke said, leaning in, and before I could ask what she was talking about, she was reaching out and trying to unzip my pants. “Let me show you how thankful I am Jared..”

“Whoa, stop, I’m driving!” I panicked, but Brooke just shook her head and said nope, not caring one bit, the alcohol fueled courage coming back with a vengeance, I knew I had no choice but to pull over, thankfully there didn’t seem to be anyone around our place.

Brooke wasted no time taking my hardened cock out (after all I’ve seen tonight, no surprise there), she leaned forward and licked it passionately, her tongue trailing all over from my balls to the tip, slowly licking and kissing, she opened her mouth and let her lips pass over my cock, slowly sinking down on it, stealing her lips around it and groaning in absolute bliss, I could feel the satisfaction of having my cock in her mouth through her moans, her tongue slipping around it, licking it gently as she took it all the to the back of her throat, the tip of my cock bumping against the walls on its back.

She bobbed her head back and forth, lips still forming a tight seal around my shaft as she sucked away, drunk or not, I honestly had a hard time lasting long in her expert mouth, I announced that I was about to cum, but Brooke didn’t hesitate, my load shooting into the back of her throat, she drank it readily and sat back up, licking her lips and stumbling where she sat, and then immediately fell asleep, the whiplash was almost impressive, honestly.

I drove her home and woke her up when we finally got there, she’d slept the whole way to it, waking up a bit groggy, she got out and took a few seconds to realize that she was still naked before rushing to the door of her apartment building.

I hoped that she had a spare key in there somewhere as I watched her bare butt bouncing as she made her way in.