I had been talking to Paul (not his name) for months trying to arrange this visit, typical I was off and he wasn’t. I had no intention of letting this guy get away, we got on quite quickly for me and I felt relaxed when talking to him as well.
The day of the meet finally arrived. I spent extra time in the bath making sure I was clean for him, I even used my Estée Lauder beautiful body wash so I would smell nice for him. Once I got dried I was wondering what to wear, the whole time trying not to touch my hard cock.
I settled on black lacy knickers, black basque, opaque black hold ups, once I had these on I admired myself in the mirror, and again felt my cock stirring in my knickers at the thought of finally getting to meet Paul. I started on my make up, I decided on a smoky eyes look with pink lipstick and a nice lip gloss over the top. Slip on the little black dress, it came half way up my thigh just covering the tops of my hold ups.
All I had to do was wait for Paul to arrive, which was easier said than done. Every minute felt like an hour that day, to make matters worse I was getting hornier as time passed by.
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