Partly continued by a very imaginative friend and then picked up by myself at his instruction, enjoy:- The doorbell rings; I stand and wobble slightly on the heels. I go and answer the door, and find you there in jeans and an old t-shirt. You look me up and down, appraising me, almost like a possession, and nod. The contrast to what I'm wearing is striking. I take your arm to help me walk the short distance to the car. Ever the gentleman, you help me in and close the door. As we set off, I ask you where we're going. You just smile and run a hand up my leg, letting your fingers rest on the s… Read more

Well, it's time to get ready for my date. The outfit that you have sent me is lying on the bed. I just have to raise the nerve to put it on. A large glass of white wine, may help, I tell myself as I pour it with a slightly trembling hand. I sip it slowly as I look over the various parts of my costume for the night. With a small sigh of anticipation I put down the glass and step out of my dressing gown. "In for a penny . . " I mutter as I pick up the slippery black silk thong. I slide it up my legs, the material feeling soft and slightly cold against my skin. It pulls snugly up between my leg… Read more