Author's Note: All participants in this story are over 18. This story was originally written for a friend and has been edited to resolve some plot issues. A, I hope you find the updated version to be a satisfying surprise.
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I know you are home alone tonight so I put on my boots and coat, grab that pair of boy leg underwear you love and put them in my pocket. I button up my coat, grab my car keys and go downstairs. I make a slight detour via the grocery store to pick up some supplies and drive to your place. I knock on your door and wait for you to open it.
"Long time no see" I say when you finally opened the door. "I bought dessert, are you going to let me in?" I say. You step back and I walk into the house. "Help me with my coat?" I say. You come over to help me and quickly realise that all I am wearing underneath it are some tights and a strapless bra. The minimal clothing contrasts brilliantly with the rich red of my lip stain and you feel yourself start to get hard.
I leave you holding my coat and walk into the kitchen and you follow me just like I knew you would. I bend down to get a saucepan and you just stand there staring, unable to look away from my ass in the black tights. It's at this point you realise that I'm not wearing anything under the tights and you stand there staring as I put a pot on the stove and start adding things to it. It seems like no time has passed when I tell you that dessert is ready and start walking towards the stairs. You follow me upstairs enjoying the view every step of the way.
"Where would you like dessert?" I ask you.
"Anywhere you think is best" you reply. "There's nothing wrong with eating in bed right?" I ask, then walk towards the bedroom and sit down on the bed. Your attention is momentarily caught by the saucepan I am holding. "Melted white chocolate" I say before patting the bed beside me. You come over and sit down next to me. "I do have some strawberries, or we could try something a little different..." I say with a sly grin.