A GRAND ADVENTURE
Chapter 2

Ron awoke Jess that morning, She rolled over and looked at the clock, It was almost 10! "I'm sorry! I don't know why I slept so late! I..." she apologized, jumping up to a sitting position forgetting she was only wearing panties.

"It's OK," he interrupted. "I let you sleep. Sleep well?" he smiled.

"Oops!" she blushed, pulling up the sheet to cover herself.

"Don't fret like that. I've told you we will be seeing a lot of each other. Want some coffee?" he consoled and she nodded, still holding the sheet in front of her. "I made some. Here, put this on. The tailor will be here in a half hour with more things for you plus the altered items he took back with him," he said as he stood, completely dressed, and held out a robe for her.

At first Jess just looked. Did he expect her to get out of bed like this? "Um... I slept in just panties last night," she hinted as she blushed.

"I know, remember? You went to bed right from the hot tub," he stated, but made no movement except for holding out her robe. Jess paused, but then remembered him spanking her for not doing what he said. He had also had seen her naked and saw everything. She slightly blushed as she dropped the sheet and stood up, taking the robe and quickly putting it on.

He turned and walked into the kitchen area with her following. There was already a cup of coffee poured for her, so she sat down in the chair opposite the one he sat in, picking up the mug and taking a sip. "You make good coffee," she smiled.

"Thanks! I'm glad you approve," he smiled back. "Today is Wednesday. On Friday we go into Paris for the weekend. I have some meetings there; a conference. You will be going with me. I have meetings all day Saturday. I'm sure they'll have something planned for the 'partners' of the attendees. On Saturday night there will be a formal dinner and dance. Would you like to attend?"

"Formal? ...like dress up and all kinds of fancy stuff?" she gasped. "Yes!"

"I'll have them fit you for a gown for Saturday night then and also something casual for you to wear during the day. I have put in a request for two beds in the hotel, but it looks like there's only single, double beds, available at the moment, unless there's a cancellation. You going to be able to deal with that? I hope so because in the jungle we'll be living like that a lot," he explained.

Jess had forgotten about him saying that before and was a little unsettled at the prospect, but a knock on the door came before she could answer. It was the clothier and Ron let him in, then called Jess into the living room. The man carried several boxes in with him and put them on the floor. He rummaged through the boxes and then held out a bra and panty set for her. She really liked the set, but knew what was expected of her.

She stared at the man for a moment before Ron told her to put them on. Reluctantly she dropped her robe, dropped her panties, and put the bra and panties on with the man watching her. He had seen her before, but she couldn't help but blush. "Pretty?" he grinned once she had them on and she nodded.

He took out the garments one at a time for her to try on. She would put on pants, a top, shorts, or whatever, he would check it, then have her take it off. She would have been happier if he gave her a top and bottom at the same time, but he didn't. At least she was wearing panties and a bra this time.

Ron talked to him in French a bit, then turned to Jess. "He says you are petite and would look nice in a mini skirt. He wants to know how short you like them," he translated, then added, "You'll need something for Saturday day." The man opened his laptop and showed her a page with skirts.

Jess looked at the page of skirts. "I love this one, but my mother would never let me wear something that short," she commented.

"Your mother is 4000 miles away and, for the summer, I'm in charge of you. The question is not what your mother will let you wear, it's what you want to wear," he commented, then spoke to the clothier in French. The man pulled out another pair of panties and handed then to Jess. They were white cotton, but not "little girl" panties. The cotton was obviously a high grade as they almost felt like satin. They were bikini style, but had a full seat and looked like they fit low on her legs, not high cut at all.

He started talking in French, then Ron translated. "He said they were Japanese style. Minis are popular among teens in Japan and they like short ones, short enough so, if they bend over, panties show slightly. He said to put the panties on."

Jess sighed. She liked having something on. Even if it was just panties it covered her. She looked over at Ron and could tell by the look on his face she had no choice. She hooked her thumbs into her panties and pushed them down, baring her pussy to both Ron and Jacques. She then took the new panties and pulled them on. As she did Jacques put the panties she had been wearing into a box, then turned to her adjusting the ones she just put on.

"Nice?" he smiled once he had them adjusted to his satisfaction. Jess nodded. They didn't feel like the cotton panties she once wore. They were elastic, but didn't have the thin bands at her waist and legs. They just sort of hugged her body lightly, but firmly at the same time. The clothier then pulled a length of elastic from his case, tied it, and handed it to her. "Waist," he said as he indicated she should put it at her waist.

Jess pulled the elastic on and set it at her waist having no idea what he was doing. He then pulled some material out of his case, turned her so her back was to him, and tucked the material into the band at her waist. He manipulated the material by gathering it at the waist and Jess noticed it was like a half skirt covering her ass.

The clothier pushed on her back and said, "Bend." She bent over, but he said, "No," then indicated for her to watch him. He bent over, but kept his back straight, and pointed that out to her. "Bend," he repeated and she bent over as he did. He seemed to adjust the material a little, then said, "Up." She stood up and he again adjusted the material more. "Bend," he told her.

He said something to Rod in French. Rod moved behind her, the clothier told Jess to bend again, then said more to Ron. "Up," he said again and she stood up. He seemed to take some measurements, then pulled the material away. Ron once more had a brief conversation with him and he pulled up a page on his laptop.

Ron translated what the clothier had said. "He says to pick out a gown. Go through the page. If you see something you like, click on the picture and it will show more pictures of the gown from different angles."

Jess scrolled through the pictures, clicking on some to see the other angles, but none really struck her although all were elegant. Near the bottom was one she did like. It looked like a satin material. It was floor length, flowing, with almost a halter top and a very low back. "You like this one?" she asked Ron and he nodded. "Tell him this one then," she smiled. He took control of the laptop and brought up a new page showing the gown, but at the bottom was different colored boxes. He looked at her, clicked a box making the dress change to that color, and showed it to Jess. She realized he was showing her the colors the dress came in and studied each one.

She narrowed the colors down to two, a light blue and a dark green. "Which do you like better?" Jess asked Ron.

"With your dark hair I think the light blue might look better, but get what you want," he answered.

Jess thought for a moment, then pointed out the light blue to Jacques. He smiled and nodded, making a few notes in his notepad. He then proceeded to unpack the boxes having Jess try on each item and, as before, one at a time so she was wearing the item and either panties or her bra exposed with each item.

The last items he pulled out was a pair of shorts, which were a drab tan color and baggy. Jess looked in the mirror and stated, "They are ugly! I'm not wearing them!"

"They are for the jungle. Fashion isn't important there, functionality is. They have many pockets and clips. Those, and the matching shirt, are perfect for you in the field. You can dress up everywhere but in the jungle," he explained. Jess pouted, but nodded in agreement, although she still thought they were ugly.