Blame Abba Chapter 2

"Wow" said Jacqui. "Man-bait!! I have seen a change in your attitude to dressing over the previous two weeks Donna, and I know this date is very special indeed. Patrick will be thrilled to be with you, I am sure."

I still couldn't believe my own eyes! My hair, makeup, shapely stocking-clad legs, short, sexy outfit, etc. were all perfect! With the extremely tight corset, five-inch stiletto heels, protruding breasts and plunging cleavage, I wiggled pronouncedly as I walked.

Mary decided she would also lend me her sexy, artificial, but luxurious mink coat to cover my outfit. She slipped me into it and buttoned me up. The lovely garment ended well above my knees, still revealing plenty of my seductive, stocking-clad legs. I grabbed my handbag, I was ready!

We all drove down to the pub, in Jacqui's car, she and Mary were due to start their shift at eight o'clock. We had decided I would sit in the car for just a few minutes, to compose myself, to think about what I was getting into, while the two of them got sorted in the bar and ready. I sat there for two minutes. For five minutes. For nearly ten minutes. It was Jacqui who came out, to see what had happened to me.

"I know you are supposed to keep your date waiting, but don't overdo it. Are you having second thoughts, Don? You can back out, you know, if you are not sure. Patrick is waiting but I can quite easily go and tell him you are not ready for this."

I breathed in.

"I am!" I exclaimed.

Yes, I was ready. OK I had butterflies but suddenly I was in no doubt, I wanted this. I got out of the car and locked it and followed Jacqui. She slipped in the side door, I went in the front.