Exactly

"I don't know, it's cute, but it's not...you know...sexy," Ashley said, looking at the bra her friend Megan suggested.

"It will work under the dress, though," Megan said.

"I know, I just...can we try something more sheer, something more seductive?"

"Seductive?" Megan asked, looking over at me.

Ashley saw Megan's gaze, followed it, saw Megan was looking at me. "What do you think, hon?" she asked me. "This or something sexier?"

"I...I don't know," I mumbled uncomfortably, watching as Megan and her other friend looked at me, both obviously trying not to giggle.

"I think sexier," Ashley said. "If he sees me without my dress, I don't want him thinking I'm a prude."

Megan's eyes went wide. "Ashley," she said.

"Let's stick with black but find something sexier, matching panties, too. Something like this."

I watched Ashley look around. "Something like that," she pointed to a poster on the wall, "something sexy like that."

The two other women and I all looked over at what she was pointing at; all three of us gasped. The model in the photo wore a black sheer bra, a garter belt, panties, and stockings. The lingerie was sexy, seductive, risqué. 

"What do you think," Ashley looked at me, "is that something he'd like to see me in?"

"I...I suppose," I stammered, face red, knowing Ashley's friends were staring at me.

"If he sees you dressed like that," Karen said, "he's going to think you want to fuck him."

"Exactly," Ashley said.