Brotherly Love, Sisterly Love Chapter 2

As we had talked about before, we had ordered a french maid's outfit for Rachel and a nurse's one for me. They were both ordered from an online sex shop and were tiny, tight, revealing latex and we needed each other's help to zip ourselves into them, not easy having already applied our impractically long fake nails. The effect, however, was well worth it. The tight latex felt great against our bodies and didn't leave much to the imagination in the way it clung to the curves of our large breasts and pert asses. The skirts were so short that they barely even reached to our stocking tops. Rachel's maids costume was black latex with a very low cut neckline which her bra-less breasts were almost falling out of. There was white lace around the bodice and it came with a very small white lace apron. My white latex nurse's uniform zipped up the front and had a slightly higher neckline, not that you couldn't tell the exact shape of my fake breasts from how tightly it clung to me.

We had bought wigs especially to go with our outfits. Rachel's was a cascade of dark curls that fell all around her face and over her shoulders. With this beautiful, long, stylish hair, topped off with the little lacy maid's cap, the look was complete and, if possible, the new hair made her look even more deliciously feminine than before. My own wig was equally gorgeous but a completely different style, long, straight and blonde. I finished my own look with the white nurse's cap with a little red cross that matched the one on my chest.

Stepping back and admiring ourselves side by side in the mirror, I could see we were going to make quite a scene at Vikki's party. Our look wasn't exactly subtle, we looked hot but we looked like hot pornstars with one thing on our minds. One problem, though, was pretty obvious in the mirror. The tight latex dresses showed off every curve of our bodies including the growing bulges beneath our skirts which really shouldn't be there. Unfortunately, the look and feel of our sexy lingerie and rubber and the sight of each other dressing ourselves in the hot uniform was just too much of a turn-on and now the arousal was painfully obvious.