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As I was getting dressed, I couldn’t help thinking about George coming. Oh, I shouldn’t say that, I promised that we’d be good, but how good is good?
The thing about massage is you have to be touched, and your skin remembers; mine does, for sure. I thought of his fingers every time I was in bed. I could have traced every touch with my fingers, except when I think about that massage my fingers end up somewhere else.
I took too long getting ready. I was standing in front of the mirror, fastening my suspender belt, the proper six strap one and thinking about smoothing my stockings to a perfet look. I’m not telling the whole truth. I was thinking about smoothing stockings up his legs and caressing that lovely bum.
I had gotten as far as deciding not to wear a bra and dropping a chemise over my head, when I heard the door.
“I’m still doing my hair,” I shouted. “Put the kettle on.” Surely anyone would agree that there was not a word of temptation in that, I was still being a good girl.
That’s what I thought, but the next second I heard footsteps on the stairs. Did he know that I was still half naked?
“How do you take your coffee,” he said as he got to the top of the stairs.
One glance told me that he was pleased to see me, or at least pleased to see how undressed I was. He is quick on the uptake, before I had a chance to say anything he moved the game along.
“Could I get changed before I make the coffee?”
“Did you bring a change of clothes with you?”
He looked at the things I had spread on the bed, I’d been trying to make up my mind what to wear for him, but there was another alternative.
“I have, but... um...could I... um, I mean, would you mind, would it be alright if I tried some of these?”
Poor boy, so hesitant. I walked over to my wardrobe and was ready to open the doors to give him a better selection. Of course walking like that in my heels and stocking and not much else I knew he wouldn’t be able to take his eyes off my bum that was just visible under the chemise.
He dropped his trousers and revealed that he was wearing a thong which showed off his bum. Oh, he had such a perfectly shaped bum, and it looked even better being framed by his suspenders. He picked up my nightie off the bed and held it to his face, feeling how soft it was. I could see him inhaling my scent. He held it up in front of himself, looking in the mirror.
“Would it suit me?” he said.
I stopped hunting for the dress I was going to give him.
“Try it on.”
He stripped off everything except his suspenders and stockings and stood in front of the mirror. You might think it looks odd, a man standing there in suspenders and stockings, but not to me. Standing behind him and a little to one side I could see his lovely bum framed by the suspenders and in the mirror his steadily hardening cock, beautifully contracting with the black satin, so inviting and irresistible.
He slipped the nightie over his head and let it tumble down his body. It hung over his cock as he turned to me.
“Wow, it feels so good,” he said. “Is it pure silk?”
“A silk satin,” I said and lifted it so it would hang properly over his now very pronounced cock, Oh God it looked beautiful. That was the first time I had seen it properly. When I had my massage, and what happened afterwards, I’d felt his cock inside and out, if you know what I mean, but I hardly saw it.
Touching it through the silk, I couldn’t stop remembering how good it felt. I helped the nightie drape over his body and made a special effort to smooth it over his cock.
He looked at himself in the mirror and then at me.
“I bet it looks good on you,” he said.
Should I show him? He must know by now that he can take me any time he likes.
“It looks similar to this chemise,” I said.
“Could we swap?”
He slipped the nightie off and stood there in just his suspenders and stockings, with a very erect cock. I lifted the chemise over my head, letting my arms stay up for a little longer than really necessary. I know it’s vain of me, but that makes my breasts look a little more perky. My nipples were as hard as his cock.
He couldn’t help himself, his hand was stroking his cock. It’s a reflex, impossible to suppress when an almost naked man sees a woman standing there in stockings and French knickers. It’s so nice to have that effect on a beautiful cock. It tells a woman what the guy is thinking. He’d have to guess what was churning in my insides, because he couldn’t see my pussy dripping.
“Can I try those,” he said, “Please.” He was absolutely unable to take his eyes off my knickers. I slipped them down and handed them to him. I could have put the nightie back on, but standing there in stockings and suspenders and nothing else, I couldn’t resist milking the moment for all it was worth. I watched as he pulled the knickers over his cock.
Damn, I thought, I should have worn the open crotch pair. He could fuck me without taking those off.
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