If her feet looked disgusting, as some do, I wouldn’t have done it. This was just experimenting with something neither one of us had done before. ... slid down a bit on the couch, pulled my skirt up over my hips, placed one leg over the back of the couch, and the other I placed foot down on the coffee table, knee up in the air. I was spread wide open in the most make-shift gyno-position I could get myself into. Once in this position, I looked at Jess and gave her a nod showing I was ready,. I giggled and said "It's just like a bikini, which you didn't bring... besides, it's not a stranger, it's our photographer friend Michael... and remember, this is what Matt wants". Samantha thought about it for a second and said "maybe... let's do some more drinks first, and then we can take pics". I smiled and said sure, no problem.Chelsea volunteered to go pick up the drinks while we got ready... I think we both wanted to see Samantha finally getting slutty with us, and were curious how far. The petticoat was black with layers of white lace and was very full and stuck out in a very sexy way. I pulled the dress on over my head and adjusted the skirt over my petticoat and again looked at myself in the mirror.The outfit was very short so the tops of my stockings were visible attached to the suspenders and when I bent over the panties were exposed and looked very sexy.When I last wore the outfit I did not wear a corset and did not have my breast forms and these now transformed the. A panty, with the same pattern as the bra, barely covered about all it was intended to cover. Straps from her slow slung garter belt connected to to the dark stockings that decorated her long legs. Her feet were arched in glossy black shoes with heels of several inches.Like her predecessor she stood impossibly still in the store window, a mannequin in pose if not in fact.Of coarse, it was not only the breathtaking beauty of the model that captivated Jan and Cam's attention, nor her eerily.