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CHINESE LAUNDRY
When my next door neighbor knocked on my door, I hurriedly pulled off
my wig, and slipped on a pair of jeans and a loose shirt to hide my
rubber lingerie and form-fitting satin open bottom girdle I had been
wearing for the past few hours. Luckily, I had not yet stepped into my
leather boots.
"Sorry to disturb you, Peter," said Pamela, when I unlocked and opened
the door. For some unknown reason, she stood staring at my legs with a
rather amused look in her eyes. "I hope I did not interrupt anything?"
Right then, I knew I was caught. In my haste, I had forgotten to hide
my stocking-clad feet. I decided to make the best of the situation.
"I-I-I really wasn?t expecting company," I half-heartedly replied, my
eyes riveted on the soft black leather pants that hugged every
beautiful curve of her body. Coupled with high-heeled ankle boots and
long hair that flowed to her slender waist, my thirty-something Chinese
neighbor was a vision of beauty.
"Would you like me to come back later?" she asked, cocking her hip at
me.
"N-n-no, please. Wh-what can I do for you?"
"Invite me in, for a start, girl. You are wearing girl?s clothes under
your pants, no?"
"Yes."
Pamela suddenly grabbed my hand and placed it between her leather-clad
thighs, pressing her legs together tightly. Instinctively, my fingers
began to stroke her.
"Honesty is a good start, Peter ? especially for a gaijin who appears
to enjoy dressing in lady?s garments. But I think that there is more to
your unusual tastes, no? Do you think I look sexy in my leather pants,
Peter? Do I make you get excited when I wear leather? I think so. I
have noticed how hard you become every time you see me in my tight
leather pants. Or is my skirt what you prefer? Perhaps you would like
to wear my skirt, hmm? - and fuck me while you feel my clothing on your
body, Peter?"
I suddenly grew so very hard. Pamela smiled wickedly when she saw my
erection straining against the pink rubber panties I wore under my
jeans.
"Yes, I can see you would enjoy this very much."
Pamela was breathing heavily as I tenderly rubber her crotch. "Oh,
girl, that makes me feel so good. Stop now. I will return in a minute
with something you will enjoy. Please remove your stupid male clothes
now. And do not touch yourself or I will be angry."
She came back in fifteen minutes, dangling a variety of items before my
face, including an exquisite rubber corset and her butter-soft leather
pants, teasing me with a knowing smile. I stood trembling in front of
her, fully exposed in my fetish lingerie, my erection pushing even
harder against my rubber panties.
My mouth went dry. I stared with lust at her lavender rubber rompers
that caressed every curve of her svelte body. My eyes widened even
further when I saw she also wore thigh-high boots and a special belt
around her waist with a front strap-on pointed in my direction. Pamela
simply nodded her head and licked her lips.
"Please remove your girdle, my sissy bitch, and put on this corset. I
will help you lace it up. It is fortunate we are of the same size.
Later, I may permit you to wear my warm and wet leather pants that you
seem to adore so much. You will also show me your secret clothes, girl.
But for now, I think you also have some shoes or boots, no? And a long
wig ? black, I think?"
My body quivered with delight as I nodded yes.
"Go now and bring them to me.
I obeyed Pamela without question. When I showed her the two items she
asked about, she merely nodded and said, "I thought so. At least you
come prepared."
I hurriedly stepped out of my girdle. Pamela smiled wickedly and handed
me her lilac-colored rubber corset. Once she finished tightly fastening
the back laces, she slowly attached the six garters on each leg to the
tops of my thigh-high rubber stockings, caressing my long legs with
unbridled passion as she smoothed the hosiery.
When she was done, she stood back and gave me the once-over. "Hmm, I do
like the way my corset pushes your male breasts up, but I think you
need my bra, babe," she said, tossing me a color-matched under-wired
rubber brassiere with bullet-style cups that forced my ample bosom to
jut out straight ahead.
"You may put on my pants now, girlie," whispered Pamela huskily, after
she tenderly helped me into the bra and fastened the back hooks. I was
in ecstasy. Before she handed her leather pants over, however, Pamela
stared at me with glazed eyes and rubbed herself between her legs,
underneath the leather harness that held her strap-on in position.
"Yesss," she hissed excitedly as her body suddenly shook in orgasmic
delight. The feverish look in her eyes returned in less than a minute
and change. "That was a good start, but now I want to see you all
dolled up, my white slut. Put on your darling little ankle boots.
That?s right, lace them tight. And don?t forget your wig. Yes, I like
to see you in long black hair. I see from that big bulge under your
rubber panties you are happy to wear my special clothes, is that right?
"Yes, you do not need to speak. I have accepted only a few men as
lovers before, very unusual men who must dress as a woman, in leather,
rubber, latex or vinyl. Sit down, my next-door neighbor girl. I want to
use some of my cosmetics to make you look like the woman slut you
desire to be. Yes, I will give you the face of a Chinese girl. You
would enjoy this?"
I nodded meekly and Pamela spent the next 30 minutes transforming me. I
could see she was excited by the time she was finished.
"Stand up, slut, and look in your bathroom mirror.
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