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It is mid-morning and you're in the office, lost in the madness of a typical Monday, when the receptionist calls your desk to let you know that a package has arrived for you. You quickly finish the last few lines of an email to a client and walk up front to get it, then calmly wak back to your office, close and lock the door, and take a deep breathe.
It is a large fedex box. You open it and find another, finely wrapped, inside. You toss the fedex box into the trash and stare at it. Your heart is pounding.
Less than two weeks ago the thought of this package arriving at your office would have been unimaginable. But an evening of exploring online a bit turned into a naughty chat with me, then hours of phone conversations that left your mind reeling and your body on fire. And now, this...
You tear away the wrapping paper and take the top off of the large white box. Your pussy begins to ache as you look through the contents: a beautiful sheer black pair of thong panties, matching bra, and thigh highs; a little black skirt that is both elegant and naughty; the sexy blouse that we picked out together online; a small tube of lube; and small butt plug (your first); and, of course, a note from me telling you the time and place you are to meet me that afternoon. You are so aware of your pussy, which you shaved bare for the first time last night, and you can tell without touching how wet you are from just thinking about wearing what I have picked out for you.
You try to focus on work for a few hours, but it is nearly impossible. You leave just before three with you box under your arm. On the way out of the building your friend Karen spots you and you have to stop and say hi. She asks if you are ok....tells you that you look flushed...you say fine, but in a hurry to get to an appointment. In the car you notice that your heart is pounding, and you have a moment of doubt -- should you really go through with it? What about Tom -- it would kill him if he knew what you were about to do. But one look at the box and your thoughts turn to its contents, to what I am going to do to you, and your doubts disappear in a flood of desire.
You pull out of the parking garage and drive to the mall; the spot you have picked to change. This is the risky part. You realize that someone you know might see you leaving dressed for me,but there is nothing to be done about it -- you head inside and find the bathroom. No one is inside and you walk into the large handicap stall at the back.
Quickly, you strip everything off and dump it into the large bag that you have brought, then, naked, you begin getting dressed. Ohhhh it is so intense! As you pull on the lingerie you long to touch yourself, but your don't because I have forbid you to touch before we meet. Your nipples are extremely hard, and your pussy is just plain soaked, which the sheer panties reveal as they cling to your pussy. The thigh high caress your legs and you pull them on, and you notice that they are shaking a bit as you put on your sexy black heels -- the only thing that you wore out of the house this morning that you will wear to see me.
The skirt fits perfectly, but it is so short, just barely long enough to cover the lacy tops of the thigh highs. But the most daring item of all is the blouse. Although it is not really that sheer, the fabric is so fine, so clingy, that it completely reveals your breasts and your hard nipples.
Now your heart is pouding. You get the lube and bend over -- holding onto the stainless steel bar for balance -- and pull your skirt up over your hips in back. You pull the panties down to almost your knees, then get the lube and squeeze a bit onto your asshole. You moan as you work it around with your finger, and nearly cry out with pleasure as you slip your fingertip in a bit. You pull your finger out and get your butt plug. You work a bit of lube into it, then slowly slip it into your ass.
When the plug is in your bottom you start to shudder, and you have to hold onto the bar with both hand and remain perfectly still to keep from cumming. Shit -- you can't imagine how you're going to keep from cumming before you see me!
You pull yourself together and stand up. You close your bad and begin to leave. As you open the stall and walk out, you feel the plug teasing deep inside you and your legs go weak. You see yourself in the mirror and you're completely shocked at the sight of yourself. You look like the very incarnation of sex itself. The short skirt, nipples straining through your top, and your face deeply flushed. You don't know how you will ever make it to your car!
The walk is torturous. You realize that you can't keep stopping to wait for the sensations to subside, so you just go for it. You walk fast, and you're only a few yards outside of the bathroom when the first orgasm starts to hit you... but you walk through it...literally gritting your teeth to keep from screaming. Unbelievably you keep walking, dizzy from what is happening. You think you'll make it when another one hits you just a few feet from your car, and you rush to open the door and get it. Sitting in the seat pushed the plug very deep inside and this time, with the door to your car shut, you scream with pleasure, knuckles white as you grip the steering wheel as the orgasm rocks through you. You don't dare touch, but you pussy is soaked beyond anything you have ever experienced, the insides of your thighs slick, your panties drenched.
Sitting there after your orgasm has subsided, legs shaking, you try to calm yourself so that you can drive to the hotel to meet me. Shaking your head you laugh to yourself, and wonder if you can make it without cumming again....
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It is a large fedex box. You open it and find another, finely wrapped, inside. You toss the fedex box into the trash and stare at it. Your heart is pounding.
Less than two weeks ago the thought of this package arriving at your office would have been unimaginable. But an evening of exploring online a bit turned into a naughty chat with me, then hours of phone conversations that left your mind reeling and your body on fire. And now, this...
You tear away the wrapping paper and take the top off of the large white box. Your pussy begins to ache as you look through the contents: a beautiful sheer black pair of thong panties, matching bra, and thigh highs; a little black skirt that is both elegant and naughty; the sexy blouse that we picked out together online; a small tube of lube; and small butt plug (your first); and, of course, a note from me telling you the time and place you are to meet me that afternoon. You are so aware of your pussy, which you shaved bare for the first time last night, and you can tell without touching how wet you are from just thinking about wearing what I have picked out for you.
You try to focus on work for a few hours, but it is nearly impossible. You leave just before three with you box under your arm. On the way out of the building your friend Karen spots you and you have to stop and say hi. She asks if you are ok....tells you that you look flushed...you say fine, but in a hurry to get to an appointment. In the car you notice that your heart is pounding, and you have a moment of doubt -- should you really go through with it? What about Tom -- it would kill him if he knew what you were about to do. But one look at the box and your thoughts turn to its contents, to what I am going to do to you, and your doubts disappear in a flood of desire.
You pull out of the parking garage and drive to the mall; the spot you have picked to change. This is the risky part. You realize that someone you know might see you leaving dressed for me,but there is nothing to be done about it -- you head inside and find the bathroom. No one is inside and you walk into the large handicap stall at the back.
Quickly, you strip everything off and dump it into the large bag that you have brought, then, naked, you begin getting dressed. Ohhhh it is so intense! As you pull on the lingerie you long to touch yourself, but your don't because I have forbid you to touch before we meet. Your nipples are extremely hard, and your pussy is just plain soaked, which the sheer panties reveal as they cling to your pussy. The thigh high caress your legs and you pull them on, and you notice that they are shaking a bit as you put on your sexy black heels -- the only thing that you wore out of the house this morning that you will wear to see me.
The skirt fits perfectly, but it is so short, just barely long enough to cover the lacy tops of the thigh highs. But the most daring item of all is the blouse. Although it is not really that sheer, the fabric is so fine, so clingy, that it completely reveals your breasts and your hard nipples.
Now your heart is pouding. You get the lube and bend over -- holding onto the stainless steel bar for balance -- and pull your skirt up over your hips in back. You pull the panties down to almost your knees, then get the lube and squeeze a bit onto your asshole. You moan as you work it around with your finger, and nearly cry out with pleasure as you slip your fingertip in a bit. You pull your finger out and get your butt plug. You work a bit of lube into it, then slowly slip it into your ass.
When the plug is in your bottom you start to shudder, and you have to hold onto the bar with both hand and remain perfectly still to keep from cumming. Shit -- you can't imagine how you're going to keep from cumming before you see me!
You pull yourself together and stand up. You close your bad and begin to leave. As you open the stall and walk out, you feel the plug teasing deep inside you and your legs go weak. You see yourself in the mirror and you're completely shocked at the sight of yourself. You look like the very incarnation of sex itself. The short skirt, nipples straining through your top, and your face deeply flushed. You don't know how you will ever make it to your car!
The walk is torturous. You realize that you can't keep stopping to wait for the sensations to subside, so you just go for it. You walk fast, and you're only a few yards outside of the bathroom when the first orgasm starts to hit you... but you walk through it...literally gritting your teeth to keep from screaming. Unbelievably you keep walking, dizzy from what is happening. You think you'll make it when another one hits you just a few feet from your car, and you rush to open the door and get it. Sitting in the seat pushed the plug very deep inside and this time, with the door to your car shut, you scream with pleasure, knuckles white as you grip the steering wheel as the orgasm rocks through you. You don't dare touch, but you pussy is soaked beyond anything you have ever experienced, the insides of your thighs slick, your panties drenched.
Sitting there after your orgasm has subsided, legs shaking, you try to calm yourself so that you can drive to the hotel to meet me. Shaking your head you laugh to yourself, and wonder if you can make it without cumming again....
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