Matt introduced the idea of Amber going out deliberately on her own to pick out a man or men to be with. He mulled over the idea and examined it many ...ifferent ways to see if he could come up with an aspect of it that he did not like. The only thing he could think was the possibility that if someone that knew them found out, or running into one of the men unexpectedly after the event. Matt was well aware of the mainstream social conscience that would outcast him if he allowed his woman to be. I felt like he was approving of me by slapping my ass, I felt like I must be doing a good job. I would feel a little buzz of satisfaction every time he did it. Soon I could tell that he was ordering me around more, making me do more of the prep, and making me do more of the "bitch" work in the back while he joked with the waitresses. His ass slapping was constant too, and I think other people were noticing. One of the other cooks told me "you know you can slap him back??" looking at me a little. However she was unsure how she would handle the next few days, the only saving grace was that she had often fantasised about one of the others as the rumour in work was he had a 4 inch cock but knew just how to make it work for him, as such every weekend he had one of the females in his bed, including some of the married ones. Maybe just maybe…It was 2 pm before they had all settled down and appeared for a late lunch, and the guys looked mesmerised at the “ladies” serving them stark naked. So. When I undid the big red ribbon and removed the cover I had to let out a little gasp, then a squeal of delight. There was the most beautiful dress I had ever seen. It was a white pinafore party dress with generous scalloped lace from the sleeves to the hem of the skirt. The luscious white satin matched all the luscious lingerie I wore.The lovely dress came with huge white taffeta petticoats, which made the skirt very full indeed.Aunt Carmen helped zip my dress up the back. Then she handed me.