Night Out

It’s late at night. I haven’t really spoken to you and have been out of the house since the cinema and you’re not sure why. Am I punishing you? Have I lost interest? You normally wouldn’t care except you’ve been horny ever since and nothing seems to do it.

Unexpectingly I walk in the room and come over to you and give you a passionate kiss. My tongue searching your mouth. You’re half surprised but as you strat to respond in kind I pull away. “Put these on”.

You’re dressed in a corset which pushes your breasts up so they are almost on show and a lace tutu showing your ass off with stockings, suspenders and killers heals on. I’m trying hard to remain casual but its killing me and secretly you know it is due to the bulge forming in my trousers. I throw you your jacket which comes in a just above the knees. Just enough to cover your modesty but you still look amazing and you know it.

As we get in the cab you’re intrigued to know where we’re going but dare not to ask as you prefer the surprise. I reach over and place my hand inbetween your legs and place my fingers on your already wet pussy. I don’t do anything but just keep my hand there. The anitcipation is killing you and you squeeze your legs around my hand as your pre-cum starts to soak your thong.