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I love looking in charity shops as I can always find a bargain, especially at this particular shop in the Southend-On-Sea Victoria Shopping Centre. The staff are always friendly and do not mind one bit that the sexy female clothes I buy are for myself. In fact, Sandra one of the ladies, once commented that it was a refreshing change for a guy to actually admit to be buying for himself and not 'for a friend'. She befriended me when I first went there and always wants to know what I have been doing and with who. Sandra knows I have a love for sexy female clothes, so she always has a little something put aside for me for when I call in, usually a satin slip or a sexy little underwear set.

Over the two years since my separation, I have discovered a new side to myself that had been hidden in the back of my mind from when I played at dressing up in my mother’s clothes. When I look back now, I did not realise that in my youth as a 10 year old boy, sliding a pair of panties and tights up my legs and feeling the sensations of running my hands over my nylon cased bum cheeks, would result in the path I now follow.

On this particular day, I had lifted from the rack a pale peach satin dress that surprised me by its weight. It was made from a heavy non-stretch satin, with a full taffeta lining that made a gorgeous swishing noise as I moved the dress side-to-side. It had a sweetheart neckline with little puff cap sleeves, and came down to just above the knee, with a centre split up the back. Around the waist was a fitted belt with a bow in the centre, all from the same slinky satin. I fell in love with the dress the moment I saw it.

Over my many years of married life, shopping for clothes for my then wife never caused me any embarrassment. In a shop, other shoppers are not worried about a guy picking out ladies clothes, as they are too involved in their own world to notice. In the shop on this day, I was aware that there were other people around behind me, but that did not worry me in the slightest. To this end, I held up the beautiful peach dress to my body to check the look. The label said UK size 10, so it should be a perfect fit. I ran my hand down the front of the dress feeling the soft material under my fingers “So soft” I said quietly, “and I have the perfect wrap I could team up with this.” I closed my eyes whilst running my hand across the fabric to feel the sensations through my tingling fingertips.

Perhaps I had taken a moment longer than was necessary holding the dress up to my body, or perhaps somebody had been watching me all the time I was in the shop, because as I was imagining how the dress would feel on my body over a sexy basque and stockings whilst a guy held me tight, a voice spoke directly behind me giving me a shock back to reality.” I think that dress would look fantastic on you." My heart jumped, and then started beating harder and harder until I could feel it beating in my chest. I did not know what to do, panic shot through me and I was frozen to the spot. Although I often go out to party and I love to have fun with the guys in two of the TV clubs in the East End of London, I have never been approached by a guy whilst in 'boy mode'.
"Umm, Thank you. Do you really think so?" I managed to say without looking around or moving, trying to keep my voice sounding calm.
"Oh yes baby!" he said, his voice as smooth as silk in my ears as I realised that he had moved even closer to right behind me. "That dress would make you look absolutely beautiful, along with a pair of stockings, sexy high heels, big hair, chunky jewelry and smoldering makeup. You would be the belle of the ball with all eyes gazing upon your beauty as you glide into the room. All the men would want to be with you and all the ladies would be envious of you. Your beauty would light up the room and lighten the heart of all you meet."
"Oh my...." was all I could mutter, I was becoming lost in the moment. Here we were, in the corner of the shop, with other shoppers around us and I was being mesmerized by this amazing voice behind me, so close that I could feel his breath on my neck as he spoke.
"What's your name baby?" he asked, as his arm slipped around my waist, drawing the dress I was still holding to my body and pulling me tight against his body.
"Lisa." I quietly said.
"Well Lisa" he whispered into my ear, "I think that you and I should get to know each other better.....much better."

I was now feeling so light headed that the room was spinning. My body had let its guard down letting my head drop to the side. My mystery suitor then sealed my fate. He lowered his head and ran his tongue up my neck from my shoulder to my ear, finishing up with a nip on my ear lobe.
I absolutely love having my neck and ears licked and nibbled, it is the one thing that can reduce me to a quivering wreck, and man behind me with his soft silky voice, with the wonderful smell of aftershave had ran his tongue along my sensitive part.
That was it, a gasp escaped my lips, my body shuddered and I realised that I needed to have this man, the man that was seducing me in public, the man that I had not yet seen. I spun around and was relieved to find the voice belonged to a handsome guy in his mid forties, nice dark brown hair, clean shaven, wearing a lovely suit that looked made to measure, a silk tie with a barbed wire print and a wide cheeky smile. Before I could speak, he took the dress from me and said "Come on, let me pay for the dress and go find a quiet coffee shop."
He walked over to the counter and paid for the dress. The shop assistant on that day was Sandra, the lady who puts things aside for me. She greeted us warmly, commented on an excellent choice and took payment. As she handed the bag with the dress in to my man, she handed me a smaller bag.
"Here you go, these are for you.” she said giving me a wink.
"Thank you." I said with a smile.
"No trouble honey," she said with a grin, "Have fun you two!"

"Oh I am sure we will and thanks for everything.” he said to Sandra with a grin. "Come along my sweet." and off he walked off towards the door. I was flabbergasted! Had this chance meeting all been arranged? I looked to Sandra who still had a huge smile on her face. "Well" she said, "what are you waiting for? Go on, off with you now young lady!" I mouthed my thanks to her and followed him out of the charity shop.

Stepping in line by his side, we walked without speaking a few doors down into the Wimpy where we found a quiet corner and ordered two cups of coffee."I'm Mark" he finally said, taking my hand in his, "I am so happy to meet you, I am good friends with Sandra the shop assistant and she said that she had a regular customer that I should meet."
I was still speechless, it had all been a set-up plan, but I was secretly pleased because here I was, sitting here with a handsome man who obviously wanted me judging by the effort he had taken to meet me.
"I can't believe it,” I stammered, "How did you know I would be here today?"
"Sandra has been letting me help out in the store as she said you always come in on a Friday afternoon. I have been helping out for a few weeks hoping to meet you!"
"Wow, I am impressed! So how much has Sandra told you about me?" I quizzed.
"Well," Mark began "you always buy something in satin, usually something quite glamorous, and you have a love of sexy lingerie too. Oh yes and that you like to play with guys as well as girls, which fits quite nicely for me as I also play with both girls, guys and especially tv's."
"Oh ok," I replied taking his hand with both of my hands, "and do you think I would make a convincing girl?"
"Hell yes baby!" he replied, "You even look feminine as a guy, what with your fluffy high-lighted hair, black rectangular glasses and high cheek bones. You even have a soft feminine voice and no Adams apple. I imagine you look drop-dead gorgeous as a girl."
"Why, thank you" I replied. I could feel my cheeks reddening and a bulge growing down below under his gaze. I tipped my head down and looked up sexily through my fringe.
"I expect you even wear something sexy underneath your boy clothes too!" he said with a sexy grin on his face.
"Of course! Purple satin full bum panties with black lace top hold-ups today" I replied with a wink. “It’s a pity I can’t show you here, we would probably be thrown out! But I would love to show you in private.”
"Oh good grief" Mark said as he shifted in his seat, "You do know how to tease, I need to sort myself out down below, and all this talk has made me hard as an iron bar!"
"Me too!" I giggled, "We need to get together for some fun. I would love you to treat me like a lady and make sweet love to me. But I would say that when I am in girl-mode, something animal comes over me and I become a bit of a wild man-eater!"
"That’s certainly ok with me" was his reply with a sexy wicked grin, "I have ways of training naughty wild things, and I would certainly love to treat you like a lady."
"So how do we take things further?" I asked.
"I will be expecting you this evening at 8 o'clock sharp." he said handing me his card, "my home address is on the back. I would like you to wear your new dress I just bought for you, along with the items Sandra handed to you."
The bag from Sandra, I had forgotten about that! Mark obviously knew what was in there otherwise he would not have mentioned it. He had probably paid for them too!
"I will be there on the dot, dressed to impress and ready to please,” I breathed in my sexiest voice.
"I am sure you will my dear" Mark replied standing up from his seat "I must be going now but I will be seeing you later"

I waved Mark off and sat back down. My head began to spin again as I thought of the evening ahead. I then remembered the bag from Sandra, so with a flash I opened it and looked inside.
"Bloody hell!" I said out loud - realizing I had just said it out loud! Inside the inconspicuous bag was a black latex rubber corset and matching knickers. "I think I have just found Marks' secret fetish." I said quietly to myself breathing in the heady smell of gorgeous rubber, "He is a rubber lover! Fantastic!"

I also have a love for rubber and I have a couple of outfits from Honour, which cost me a small fortune. Quality rubber is expensive and easily distinguishable from the cheaper thinner type, and judging by the corset in the bag, Mark loves excellent quality. I started to imaging of all the fun we were going to have together. Satin and rubber was the order for tonight, this was going to be the start of something good.
"Ok girl" I said getting myself together, "better head home and start getting ready, these legs won't get smooth sitting here!”

Love and sucks, Lisa xxxx

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I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...

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The Charity Ball

I hate going to charity balls. You have to get dressed in a monkey suit, they’re always so crowded and boisterous that even if you don’t have claustrophobia you feel icky, you have to listen to boring speeches, the band is often either too loud or bad, and the drinks are way overpriced. I have no problem sending money to worthy causes I just don’t like the events that they think they have to sponsor to get donations. My wife, on the other hand, loves to get dressed up, chat with dozens of...

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ALL FOR CHARITY

All for Charitybyclinton09©[©2011 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS ARE OVER THE AGE OF 18 WITH IDENTITIES DISGUISED; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE][Son is drafted by his mom to be an item to auction off for charity; he ends up having to service 3 incredibly hot MILF's—then one last one: his mom!] *Let me 'set the table for you'. You won't understand what's going on until you understand the players. If you've seen 'Desperate Housewives' or 'Real Housewives of xxxxx County', then you're up to speed and can...

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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

Introduction: Welcome to the Burger Baron! In the last memoirs of moi, Charity Jones, the search for the dreaded summer job had reached its first hurdle, I am a sex magnet. To be fair, if I hadnt insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldnt have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes , with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that...

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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

Introduction: Charity lands an easy gig After that rather heavy last recounting I bet everyone is the mood for something lighter. Good news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie...

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Wearing Pantyhose in a thrift store

I was feeling really horny and perverted wanting to wear pantyhose in public. I slipped on a pair of Kunert Satin Look 20 in the color candy (sun tan) and my baby blue womens shorts. I then headed to a thrift store near a retiree village. There were only 2 cars in the parking lot. I parked close to the door and walked in. There was no cashier at the register. I proceeded to the womens department and went straight to the panty and bras section. I started going through the panty basket. There...

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Charity at Work 5 May I take Your Coat and Cock

Good news! You got it. Charity Jones here. PTA mom by day, cockslut by night. Regaling you again with tales of my long journey from horny nympho teen to horny nympho cougar. When I last left you I had just finished learning painful lessons about myself and the journey with my cock-master George. I was gainfully employed as Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store, dating a wonderful guy, surrounded my great friends and family and putting out for any monster cock that came...

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Charity At Work 2 Do Fries Come With That

To be fair, if I hadn’t insisted on sucking off Mr Smith then I wouldn’t have been drawn into the insane sex triangle that was his marriage to Mrs Smith. A simple babysitting job turned into a torrid series of threesomes ; with me being the meat in their crazy sandwich. It was two weeks and three torrid threeways later that I quit my burgeoning career in babysitting. It was still early July, so I still had plenty of summer left ahead of me. I had come out of the babysitting gig with a...

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Charity begins at home Part 1

Charity begins at home (Part 1)I had lost count how many times I nearly tripped up as I raced back home, but when I reached the gate and swung it open, I paused and began to reflect on the events of the last 24hrs and what Auntie had done to me.Suddenly fear gripped me as I thought what if Mother discovers our secret because I blurt something out or she accidentally see’s my shaved tuft of pubic hair.Oh what a mess, and I started to panic, sweating and shivering, not just from running home.I...

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CHARITY BEGINS AT HOME

Saturday morning, and Jenny had woken up feeling very horny. Although this was nothing new in her world! She lay in bed enjoying the feel of the cool crisp sheets gently rubbing against her naked body, especially her sensitive nipples.She looked wistfully at the empty space beside her. Steve, her partner, had had to pop in to work early to sort out some problem, but with the promise to be back as soon as he could. "Typical Steve," she muttered to herself. "Just when you need his big cock, he's...

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Charity Has its Rewards

This story appears exclusively on This story is written for the lovely ladies from the Philippines who up until now have been neglected in my coverage of Asian leading ladies. Let us go then you and I as the Philippine sunset is plastered blood red against the sky. Do not remind me how my hair is growing thin; the waves splash cold against my skin. John’s Banka boat cuts through the foam-crested blue-green waves of the south Asian Sulu Sea. John is troubled by the eternal question: “Do I dare...

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Black Charity

Black Charity Part OneThe Connecting DoorThe shop was just like any other charity shop, rows of second hand clothes on moveable racks, old books, toys, nick nacks, paintings, photographs, books, CDs, tools, cutlery, plates, musical instruments some vinyl records and cassette tapes although we no longer accepted them. No electrical goods either, but furniture, sporting goods, basically all unwanted junk and all donated to charity.The window frames were sky blue once but the paint was flaking...

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Charity

Charity. I am married 5 yrs. to my wife who is a fitness fanatic and goes to gym 3 times a week. She has a very nice figure and I am just a tad taller than her. I when she wears high heels we are the same height. I work in admin and can work from home a lot. She came home the other day very excited about a charity event her woman's group was going to hold and that the husbands would be the waitresses and kooks. It was going to be an evening event with a small dance area and guests...

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The Price of Charity 1 The Kindness of Strangers

Part 1: The Kindness of Strangers Nathan had learned that Charity could be a troublesome thing. As a person, she had slept with him for a month before running off with his savings, his TV, and his luxury cherry-red convertible. The Charity of his auto insurance only covered the book price of the car, which turned out to be a fraction of the price he'd gone into debt to buy it for. Without a car and with an empty bank account, he had no way to get to that high-paying job he held across...

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Charity Starts At Home Chapter 3 Gotta Hve Faith

Introduction: Charity meets a new friend We sat in church listening to a sermon on the bonds of family, both Momma and I wearing sunglasses and feeling rather ragged. We were both suffering hangovers, but the nature of our hangovers were very much different. Whilst Mommas head was pounding after along hard night of drinking, my body was aching from a long hard night of being pounded. Sitting in the pew I couldnt believe I was no longer a virgin! The last 24 hours had been very intense and I...

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My big charity gangbang

Until I became involved with Steve I hadn’t realised just how big the guys that take part in competitive boat races are. I’m only five feet five inches tall, and he towered over me even when I wore high heels, but some of the guys that he rowed with were even taller. I think one of them was something like six feet nine, and they were all extremely fit. Our relationship only lasted a few months until he took up a new opportunity overseas, but it was a lovely warm summer, and we spent much of our...

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My Wifes Charity Striptease Part 3

(Read parts 1 and 2 first. Honest, it's worth it!)Those of you have been following this story will know that my wife, Sue, works for a charity and had agreed, much to my amazement, to perform a striptease for a group of our (male) friends. This was in return for very generous donations to Sue’s charity and in guarantee of anonymity and that everyone kept it secret, e.g. from their wives who are also our friends! Sue had subsequently agreed to a further session where the guys took nude photos of...

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Charity At Work 4 Learning the Hard Way

Introduction: the difference between a slut and a whore What time is it? Its Charity time! As you know I had finally found a fulfilling summertime job which would end up being a part-time job through my last year of school. I was the Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store with my ¾, lesbian new friend Patti. But mostly important, thats where I met George. Ah George. The first white guy I had ever met that could satisfy all my needs. He was tall, muscular, athletic, handsome,...

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Charity At Work 4 Learning the Hard Way

It’s Charity time! As you know I had finally found a fulfilling summertime job which would end up being a part-time job through my last year of school. I was the Assistant Manger at the Love Hut Lingerie Store with my ¾ lesbian new friend Patti. But mostly important, that’s where I met George. Ah George. The first white guy I had ever met that could satisfy all my needs. He was tall, muscular, athletic, handsome, rich and hung like a fucking horse. Dominant, masterful, able to melt...

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