Life gives us chances, some sexual should we take them?
Away early the following day on business so an early called for. I was putting the cat food in the front bedroom when I noticed the bedroom light on in the house opposite. The "Lady" of the house was Kerrie, a sexy Norwegian blonde in her early thirty's with two young kids. Her husband was Chris who worked away in the week. I had admired Kerrie often going to and fro the car, very slim, small breasted (my fav) and 90% of the time in skirts or dresses, I do adore a feminine dresser.
I could see Kerrie at first putting some washing away. I had stripped for bed so thought I would just keep watching as had enjoyed various acts of voyeurism in the past, so grabbed my and started stroking my nipples, that always gets me going. She then came in the bedroom brushing her teeth so I thought bedtime soon, mmmmm.
She then came into the bedroom minus her top with a lacy bra on show, mmmmm. Fully erect now I stood on the sending with the light on fully erect stroking my nipples. Next went her skirt, nothing exciting ore then a thong but she looked fucking hot.
Sadly a minute or two later she closed the blinds in the bedroom which left me to have a wank before sleep and thought no more of this sexy episode.
About a week later in the middle of day we were both going out. We said the normal hellos and she walked partly across the road and said, " did you enjoy the show the other night". I am not short of a word often, but I just started blurting out some sort of excuse when she said, don't it was the naughtiest thing that's happened to me in years. She then commented that she had noticed me hard and stroking my nipples and that she hoped I liked the view and said that she was very excited in her bed then in a way she hadn't been for a while and felt it was a huge compliment.
I said yes you are stunning, the underwear can always be better but you are a beautiful woman. She said in what way improve my undies and I said I insist on stockings and suspenders, to which she replied it's been years since I wore those, followed by you seem to now what you like, yes quite dominant I said..
She then confessed that while he was a wonderful husband, sexually things were not hot upstairs, to which I replied, god if you were mine the fun would always be hot. What would i have to do she said, dress properly and do as you are told, lovely eyes by the way.
We both had to go but I said think about this and let me now, a hot mum needs some distraction. Take my mobile and text me if you want to chat, she did. That night she text and basically wanted to now what underwear, clothes and things I would do. Firstly I said all messages or one line sentences should end with Sir.
She immediately replied yes Sir, wow I thought. I then went into braless, or 1/4 cup bra, sheer lacy blouse, at least 8 strap suspender belt, seamed stockings, mini skirt and strappy high heels, minimum 4in heel, coupled with good make up, red nail varnish and matching brick red lippy. Shaven bald, totally bald as well.
I have all of that except suspender belt and stockings but will get them, Sir. I have not been bald since university, but will do, So are you willing to submit, yes came the reply, next wednesday please Sir. You may wear a coat crossing the road, 11am on the dot naughty slut, minimal sex for you between now and then as i want to you willing, yes sir she replied, i will be extremely willing, so all was set. Finally I said don't worry if you get cold feet, it's quite a journey of difference you will be embarking on with me. I won't Sir she replied.
So the next wednesday at exactly 11am my doorbell rang. Door closed she stood in my hallway looking stunning, make up perfect, lippy and all to which said, wow stunning I am going to adore devouring you, she gasped. I then said your coat sexy, to which she took a deep breath and took it off and handed it to me. I put it on the coat hook then turned to look at her keeping as much distance between us as the hall would allow.
Wow I said, what a vision of sexiness, well done sexy girl. She had a sheer blouse, no bra, nipples totally erect and viable, her breast heaving in nervousness. Lower down she had a tartan mini skirt, seamed stockings and gorgeous strappy heels.
Re you wet I said, god yes she said, to which I replied I will check but you need to stand properly and offer your self for intimate touching. Yes Sir she replied, so I told her hands behind your head, chest pushed forward, heels 2-3ft apart. She moved immediately. I then moved right in front of her and said do you give yourself to me slut to be trained and excited in ways you have not encountered, but first by me touching you intimately at the front, yes Sir please I willingly give myself.
I moved my hand forward making her think she was going to be touched but just held my hand close to her skirt.
Slightly wider apart with the heels slut, to which she moaned yes Sir. I said nice perfume as my hand slid on to her bald pussy to which she said oh fucking hell. She was soaking. I then moved from her lips to her clit and back down. I then stopped to which she whimpered to which I replied, gyrate on my fingers if you want pleasure slut. She did but after about 30 seconds I told her to stop. I then brought my fingers and sniffed her nectar, then said open your mouth and clean my fingers slut, she did willingly. I do hope you like pussybslut as I know two women who may have you in the coming weeks. She said I did at university but of course am willing for more Sir.
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