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After your lunchtime affair with me, you had to go home without your knickers. I let you clean your face with them and kept them! And when you were typing the last letters from me, you also saw great stains of his sperm on your skirt! You couldn't go home like that. You went to the 'Ladies' to clean it, but you had to use so much water the skirt was soaking wet. Lucky for you, you came to work dressed in a long leather coat. You whipped off your skirt to see how exposed you'd be without it. It turned out to be no more than when you were wearing it, so you stuffed the skirt into a plastic carrier bag.
It was quite a breezy day, but the coat was heavy enough not to flap while you waited in the bus queue. But you could feel the draft alright. Once you were sitting down out of the wind you felt quite safe, although you were trembling slightly. But that was not because it was cold. When you registered that, you consciously started thinking about sex, on what Gerry made you do, and that didn't do a lot to calm you down. You crossed your legs and concentrated on the scenery, and it was only when the woman next to me got off the bus that you realised you had a stocking-top on show. You had taken the precaution of sitting on one of the forward-facing seats, so nobody could see very much, and you simply tugged your coat over it. The guy on the opposite side of the bus looked very disappointed. You blushed and stared out of the window again, but the bumpy stretch of the road kept making the coat fall away from your thigh, and you had a constant battle to cover up. You could feel his eyes on you, going from your red shoes upwards and you began to enjoy it. He was an attractive bloke and you were getting even more hot and bothered wondering whether you were giving him an erection. With one bus stop to go, the coat fell away again, and this time you ignored it. When you uncrossed your legs and stood, he copped a real eyeful - both stocking-tops at least, and you glanced down at him as you went by. Judging by the bulge in his trousers, he was either hung like a horse or he had a hard-on, and he made it obvious which it was by putting a hand over it when he saw you look. The two of you actually smiled at each other, and once you were on the pavement and the bus was pulling away you gave him a little wave. You began to enjoy to Show-off! Walking home you came by a pub, feeling hot and thirsty you went in. The pub was almost empty, you ordered a dry sherry and sat down at a table in the corner. When you looked up to take a sip of sherry, you saw a man sitting at the bar looking at your legs....
Your coat had fallen way again. You could feel his eyes on your legs and you liked it! This time you were in the mood of going a bit further, you crossed and uncrossed your legs. Then you parted your legs he must have been able to see right past the tops of your stockings and all the way to your hot cunt! You stood up, again showing a thighs and stockings and went to the ladies to see if you could put on your skirt again. You looked in the carrier bag with your skirt, it had dried a bit but it was still wet. You stood there in the cubicle, your coat hanging open ,thinking of the man in the bar, you also unbuttoned your blouse and got your tits out of the bra. The cold air made your nipples hard, or wasn't is only the cold air? You just tied the belt around your waist and let all the buttons of the coat undone. Then you went back in the pub. You felt his eyes on your body directly when you came in. Sitting down and putting the carrier back on the floor must have been a real treat for him - tits peeking out of a leather coat, flashes of white thighs and stocking tops. Your cunt became wet again, seeing he had to put a hand over his crotch to hide an erection. You gave him a nice smile, took a last sip of sherry and off you went.
You had to walk two more blocks to your house. you looked at a clock and saw it was later then you expected: John was home already. You couldn't come in wearing no skirt! He would be furious. There was a shop around the corner where you could buy a new skirt. Lucky for you they had a skirt that fitted you and matched the red shoes, but still no panties! Pretending all was normal you went home to John.......
It was quite a breezy day, but the coat was heavy enough not to flap while you waited in the bus queue. But you could feel the draft alright. Once you were sitting down out of the wind you felt quite safe, although you were trembling slightly. But that was not because it was cold. When you registered that, you consciously started thinking about sex, on what Gerry made you do, and that didn't do a lot to calm you down. You crossed your legs and concentrated on the scenery, and it was only when the woman next to me got off the bus that you realised you had a stocking-top on show. You had taken the precaution of sitting on one of the forward-facing seats, so nobody could see very much, and you simply tugged your coat over it. The guy on the opposite side of the bus looked very disappointed. You blushed and stared out of the window again, but the bumpy stretch of the road kept making the coat fall away from your thigh, and you had a constant battle to cover up. You could feel his eyes on you, going from your red shoes upwards and you began to enjoy it. He was an attractive bloke and you were getting even more hot and bothered wondering whether you were giving him an erection. With one bus stop to go, the coat fell away again, and this time you ignored it. When you uncrossed your legs and stood, he copped a real eyeful - both stocking-tops at least, and you glanced down at him as you went by. Judging by the bulge in his trousers, he was either hung like a horse or he had a hard-on, and he made it obvious which it was by putting a hand over it when he saw you look. The two of you actually smiled at each other, and once you were on the pavement and the bus was pulling away you gave him a little wave. You began to enjoy to Show-off! Walking home you came by a pub, feeling hot and thirsty you went in. The pub was almost empty, you ordered a dry sherry and sat down at a table in the corner. When you looked up to take a sip of sherry, you saw a man sitting at the bar looking at your legs....
Your coat had fallen way again. You could feel his eyes on your legs and you liked it! This time you were in the mood of going a bit further, you crossed and uncrossed your legs. Then you parted your legs he must have been able to see right past the tops of your stockings and all the way to your hot cunt! You stood up, again showing a thighs and stockings and went to the ladies to see if you could put on your skirt again. You looked in the carrier bag with your skirt, it had dried a bit but it was still wet. You stood there in the cubicle, your coat hanging open ,thinking of the man in the bar, you also unbuttoned your blouse and got your tits out of the bra. The cold air made your nipples hard, or wasn't is only the cold air? You just tied the belt around your waist and let all the buttons of the coat undone. Then you went back in the pub. You felt his eyes on your body directly when you came in. Sitting down and putting the carrier back on the floor must have been a real treat for him - tits peeking out of a leather coat, flashes of white thighs and stocking tops. Your cunt became wet again, seeing he had to put a hand over his crotch to hide an erection. You gave him a nice smile, took a last sip of sherry and off you went.
You had to walk two more blocks to your house. you looked at a clock and saw it was later then you expected: John was home already. You couldn't come in wearing no skirt! He would be furious. There was a shop around the corner where you could buy a new skirt. Lucky for you they had a skirt that fitted you and matched the red shoes, but still no panties! Pretending all was normal you went home to John.......
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