The phone call.
That’s what started it. The phone call.
I’m a self confident capable woman in my thirties. I’ve had some experiences but with my new guy im most relaxed. He understands me. New experiences come to us and I take them rolling with the waves accepting my sexual desires and passions. I need trust, respect and care in my relationship. This I both give and receive. Were equals and that’s how I want it. We share decisions and I trust him implicitly. However I recently suggested that Id like to be handcuffed for the day by him or at least give myself to him for the day...he didn’t immediately react and I let it lie. We have a strong relationship and I know never to push sensitive areas and wait for a response.
But one day recently...the phone rang early in the morning as early as my alarm usually rings. He tells me to phone in sick and go to his place. He needs me but doesn’t tell me why. I respond and just say yes - after all I don’t usually take time off so this seemed ok. So I call in the office and they wish me well. Shortly after I’ve showered the phone rings again. It’s him again. He simply tells me 'wear your black lacy Basque and stockings with some heels and your large black trench coat. Be at mine in 15 minutes'.
He places the receiver down before I can respond. My mind wonders as I make up my face, dry my hair and lotion my skin. I’m aroused by the idea...but what does he have in mind. I like games...it appeals to the child that resides in me...but am careful too. I trust him so what can happen? also, as I stand there towel wrapped round me, I feel a tingling between my legs and a small ache grows. My curiosity increases and I know he will never harm me and this ache is growing to real wetness.
I decide to go with his game. I dress into my stockings, revelling in my own smooth legs as I slide them to the tops of my thighs. My Basque shows my body off with its curves and womanly shape my breast a perfect handful. I look into the mirror and admire myself and know that he can’t resist me like this. I turn and look at my rear, all creamy white and round. My hand traces over the skin and I know that he can satisfy me like no other. I slip my coat on and also pack t shirt, jeans and trainers in a bag which I pop in the boot.
As I walk to the car, my neighbour spots me and calls over. As I speak I feel the excitement as strong as if id committed a crime my voice quivers as I tell him ive thrown a sickie and am off shopping. He waves as he playfully tuts, while I feel a cool breeze blow under my coat, causing my nipples to stiffen and my honey to moisten. Its blows along my thighs as if it’s teasing and stroking my legs, reaching further along with each gust. The cool breeze now contrasts with the warmth and wetness I feel gently rising between my legs.