Diane got up from the bed and went over to her closet. She looked over the rows and rows of shoes she had lined up completely covering one side of the walk-in.
"Hmm," Diane thought to herself, "He loves those. I think that pair will do nicely."
She selected a pair of black patent leather sandals that sported a 5 inch heel. Diane sat at her dressing table and crossed her legs. Glancing over at me she smiled mischievously and placed her hands on her ankle. Diane slowly ran her fingers up both sides of her leg, feeling the smoothness and the curves. I was watching intently while absent mindedly playing with my rapidly hardening cock. She looked at me again and licked her lips, her tongue moistening first her top lip and then her bottom. Grinning she picked up a shoe and slipped her foot into it, the soft leather feeling cool against her skin and tight as she pulled the strap around her ankle and buckled it. Crossing her legs the opposite way she picked up her other shoe and looked at me, slowly running the tip of her tongue from the back bottom of the stiletto heel up to the top.
I was breathing heavier now, my face flushed and my cock hard and standing at attention. Diane was such a sexy woman and I was the lucky guy to have won her heart. Damn she was turning me on! Diane was enjoying putting on her little show for me and she smiled at me wickedly as she finished buckling the strap on her other ankle. Standing up Diane strode purposefully across the room and released the strapon from the chair back where I had left it. Walking back to the "toy chest" she retrieved the two attachments that provided her with as much stimulation, or more, as the dildo itself provided its target. Slipping first the anal plug onto the bottom strap and then the vaginal one she daintily stepped thru one leg of the harness. Grabbing the tube of lube Diane liberally applied slippery stuff to the two plugs. Looking at me she closed her eyes and slowly inserted the anal plug into her ass, her lips parting slightly as she enjoyed the penetration. That done she slipped the vaginal plug between her lips and pushed it into place. I heard her catch her breath as she got both plugs situated and pulled the straps of the harness tight, firmly positioning her "cock" against her pubic mound. Diane stood up straight now, six full feet of goddess, her hands on her hips, a wicked grin on her lips.
"Come here now baby," she commanded.
Getting up off the bed I walked to her, my aching cock swaying obscenely back and forth in front of me.
"Give me your hands Lover."
