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A chance meeting leads to a beautiful friendship 2

"The girls spend an evening of passion"

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"Continued fictional erotica, If only it really happened"

All I needed now was for a phone call or text.

The next morning after a very satisfying evening I got a call on Carole’s phone.

“Hello it’s Rose, I was wondering what you were doing today, if you were free and could do some shopping with me?” She spoke rapidly.

“Of course I’d love to shop with you, I am free. I don’t charge. I giggled.

“Where can we meet?” Rose asked.

“How about where we first met?” I replied.

“Great, half an hour OK?” Rose responded.

“45 mins, I’m not dressed.” I answered.

“If that’s the case I’m coming right now.” Rose chuckled.

“Save you cum for me later darling. Please.” I answered her.

“Coffee shop in 45 minutes my sweet.” Rose spoke and terminated the call.

Oh what do I wear? I’d already showered and dressed in bra and panties, with my peignoir over. I had applied a modicum of makeup. I clipped through to my bedroom in my heeled mules with fluffy bars. As quickly as I could I clipped on a matching suspender belt to my bra and panties, followed by tan sheer stockings a pair of stirrup slacks and flowery blouse. 2inch block heels, I grabbed a jacket, shoulder bag and left. With a purse, credit cards, some cash and of course a spare pair of panties I left for the coffee shop.

Parked and sat drinking a latte when Rose strolled in. She got her coffee and sat next to me. Her greeting was perfect. She said hello while stroking my thigh over my suspender clips, then she moved her hand to cover my cock, which started to grow. It made a very unladylike bulge in my slacks.

“Would you like to pop into the toilets where I can deal with this for you?” Rose asked with a wicked grin.

“Well seeing as you got me in this condition perhaps we had better.” I told her smiling.

We entered the toilet, almost before the door was closed and bolted. Rose was kissing me her tongue slip past my lips and wrestled with mine her hand was pushing it’s way down the front of slacks.

“Side button and zip.” I whispered.

Soon my slacks and panties were around my knees, Rose was kneeling in front of me her lips clamped firmly around my cock. She rocked back and forth her tongue worked wonders all round my exposed mushroom head. It didn’t take long before my cream was pumping into her throat. We were being as quiet as we could possibly be, but gasps and Mmmm’s were inevitable.

With her mouth filled my cream, Rose stood up, kissed and snowballed me. I reached down tucked myself and settled my panties back in place then my slacks were next zipped and buttoned.

We flushed the toilet for effect and left. The baristas saw us and winked.

She brought two more lattes to our table.

“Next time please include me guys, I love the taste of fresh cum.” She whispered and passed me a slip of paper with a phone number. “Call me anytime.” She added.

We smiled and agreed we would, drank up and left to shop.

The first shop we went in Rose made a B line for the lingerie and nightwear.

Her first selection was to view and select a ivory high waist suspender belt with 6 suspenders, similar to the one I had worn on our first date. Then she chose 1 black and 1 white conventional suspender belts with 4 suspenders.

Moving on she selected a black and a white camisole. Turning to me she uttered.

“I went to the supermarket earlier and bought a matching ivory bra and panty set.”

Rose’s next purchase was 4 pairs of stockings all black and very sheer 7 denier I think. She surprised me by buying a pair of suspender tights, black but not as sheer. We left that store and crossed to a self service shoe shop we’re after removing her socks she tried on several pair of heels over her stocking clad foot, getting lots of curious looks.

Rose looked directly at one woman who was almost staring at her trying to walk in 4 inch heels.

“Vicars and Tarts party, would you like to come with us?” She queried.

“Oh that takes me back to my youth, yes I’d love to join you but I’m a little bit past it now. But thanks for offering.” She replied.

Rose grabbed a piece of tissue paper from a shoe box. Wrote a series of digits on it.

“Ring if you change your mind.” Rose offered.

The woman slipped the piece of tissue into her handbag and mouthed thank you, just as her other half joined her.

“What are you going to do if she rings and says she wants to join in this fictitious party.” I whispered .

“She won’t, she was reliving a memory. I think I’ll buy these two pairs to start with.” Rose told me as selected her heels one pair black court shoe with 3 inch heels, the other red with a 2 inch block heel. We are still waiting to hear from her.

“Now I want a mini skirt.” Rose said.

Back to the supermarket sale rails, this time to buy a  dress and skirt.

We were searching through the dresses when I found one in her size a real party dress. Sparkly, glittery and short, very short. So short that Rose would have to wear a thong so as not to flash her panties.

“I need to try this on, now.” Rose almost demanded.

We, that is I took the dress to the changing rooms. Inside 3 walls were mirrors the forth had the hooks on it. Soon after Rose was down to her bra and panties. She pulled the dress over her head and smoothed it over body. I was correct as she twirled her panty clad buttocks were very obvious. Rose leant forward to get a better look in the mirror, or I think she did. It certainly had an effect on me. My hands slid up her dress and found the waistband of her bikini panties. Soon they were round her knees. Her gorgeous cock sprang out. I turned her round to face me. Now it was her turn to stifle her moans of ecstasy, as I had in the coffee shop. I exposed her mushroom head as I eased the protective shroud back and licked the sensitive head. I slid my lips down until my nose rested against her tummy. My hand caressed her sac full of love eggs. A stifled moan escaped Rose’s lips. I kept bobbing and then stopping, keeping her close, very close to cumming.

“Oh sweetheart please finish me.” Rose pleaded.

How could I refuse such a plea. I stroked and sucked, until she clasped my head, her gorgeous hard cock swelled and pulsed in my mouth. Her tasty cream flooded my mouth. I swallowed some but kept enough to snowball my lover.

We kissed and I passed her some of her fresh cum.

“Mmmm so tasty,” I whispered as we parted lips.

“If I get this treatment every time I wear this dress I’m buying it.” Rose whispered back.

“I think we had better get you properly dressed, and go buy what you want, before we get caught.” I told her.

Reluctantly Rose eased her panties up and removed the dress, replaced her outer clothes and made our way to the check outs. Yes she did buy the dress and an equally short skirt.

“Fancy having a coffee before we go back to mine for a mannequin show?” I asked after leaving the supermarket.

“Mmmm oh yes, wonderful idea.” Rose uttered with a wicked grin.

I wonder what she is cooking up, as if I didn’t have a good idea.

We ordered our drinks this time added a cookie each. The waitress brought out drinks and cookies over and whispered in Rose’s ear something I didn’t catch at the time.

“She gets off in 30 minutes and is extremely keen to have some fun with us two.” Rose informed me. That was the wicked grin. 35 minutes later Rose and our waitress friend was following me back to my place.

They carried in Rose’s purchases and I showed them to the bedroom. I left them to start Rose’s mannequin parade.

Oh my goodness, when they joined me. It wasn’t just the vision of Rose in her ivory bra and panties, with the ivory high waist suspender belt with her sheer stockings taughtly attached. Nor the impressive bulge threatening to burst out of her panties, but the waitress had stripped down to her half cup bra just supporting her heaving breasts and a pair of high leg panties that were also struggling to contain her bulge.

“Hello I’m Melanie or Mel for short.” She announced as she jiggled her very impressive chest, almost dislodging her fabulous boobs.

“Welcome to my home Melanie, it looks like I’m a little over dressed.” I answered.

I stood up and removed my blouse and slacks.

“Mmmm, I like your choice of lingerie, I will have to return to wearing stockings instead of tights.” Melanie told us.

TvCarole

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