For a rare change I got home from work reasonably early, at about 4:30 pm. I soaked in a hot bath and afterwards changed into freshly laundered clothes. My wife dished up dinner which we both ate in front of the tv, with our plates on trays. I watched a boring programme, which was followed by Eastenders. Now some people may be fans of that, but I am not, and after less than ten minutes of it I had had enough.
"I don't want to watch this", I announced, "I'm going out for a pint." "Ok", she said, and I put on my shoes and left the house. My employers' van was outside, which I had 24/7 use of. I was thinking about what cottage to go to, there were so many in my built-up area to choose from in those days, and I decided on my current favourite which was about six miles away.
But instead of driving straight to the cottage, I stopped off at a poorly lit public car park not far from it. Positioning my van at the back where I could keep an eye on anyone who came and went, I reached behind the driver's seat for a canvas bag that was full of undies, all organised in plastic bags, one for black items, one for white, one for stockings, and so on. Deciding it would be white tonight, I laid my selection out on the passenger seat.
Off came my shoes and socks, followed by my trousers and pants. I then held a suspender belt around my waist, did the hooks up, and twisted it straight. Next I put on stockings, 'nearly black' British Home Stores long leg ones that only left a few inches of my thighs showing. Following this was a size 16 pair of white panties, semi transparent with a little lacy trim on them. I particularly liked these; I was a technician working in customers' homes and I had found them when I moved a cabinet to one side. The woman was rather nice, I could just imagine her wearing them. The feel of them when I pulled them up was already having an effect on me.
I carefully put my trousers back on, and then my socks and shoes. Now I took my fleece jumper and polo shirt off, and fastened a bra around my middle, fearful that anyone might come into the carpark and see me, perhaps a car catching me in the glare of its headlights. This was a flimsy little item without any padding or wires. Once that was done I twisted it the right way around my chest and hooked my arms into the shoulder straps. Next came a lacy chemise, much too large for me and very loose, but loose was the way I liked it rather than clinging.
Only my jumper went back on this time. Straightening myself up I was set to go. I parked on the main road where the cottage was at the top of a short close past a block of flats to one side and with a church at the far end. The cottage was on the other side, near the church. An orange sodium streetlamp outside it dimly lit the interior.
No-one was in the cottage when I entered and went into the first cubicle. Locking the door, I removed my jumper, shoes and socks – it was clean – then trousers, and straightened my underwear up. Then I unlocked the door and opened it a couple of inches, and fondled myself while looking at the writings and lurid drawings on the walls. I loved the feel of the stockings on my legs, with the tops encircling my thighs; I could feel a gentle pull around them as I moved. I was aware too of the slight pressure of the four suspender straps against my body, while my chest felt slightly encased by the bra whose thin straps pressed hard down on my shoulders. Best of all, though, was the feel of the panties waistband around my bum and the thin nylon material, while my now stiff cock bulged at the front, straining to get out. I felt incredibly sexy.
I hadn't been there much more than five minutes when I heard someone enter. I coughed gently to signal my presence, whereupon my door was opened by a middle-aged man, a businessman by the look of him. His hand went straight to my cock, he gave it a few yanks and then he left. He was no good, he was one of many I've met who had no interest at all in the undies.
Another five minutes passed, and then someone else came in. Same routine, I coughed very gently, and he came and looked in the door. But this one, a presentable-looking chap a bit younger than me, came right in and closed the door behind him. His hands were all over me, feeling the bra and suspenders, running his hands up and down the stockings, and then around the panties. Slipping his hand inside the front, he hooked my cock out and gave me a nice little wank.
But then he dropped his trousers, revealing a long and thin stiff cock. I couldn't resist it, I was soon crouched down sucking and licking it. The head had a beautiful soft jelly-like feel and I loved running my tongue around the contours of it.
Evidently I was doing a good job, for he was breathing heavily, and I thought he wanted to cum in my mouth, but he gently pushed me away. I stood up, and now his hands were all around my bum and the crease. I took this as a signal that he wanted something more, so I reached for a tube of KY that was in my trousers pocket. This I smeared around his cock and in my anus. Leaning forward against the wall with my panties lowered no further than the bottom of my bum cheeks, he came up behind me. I felt the warm tip of his penis pressing against my bumhole, and then with just a little pressure he was in, as easy as that. It was warm and filling, so much better than the silicon probe I used at home, and I could feel the heat of his body against me as he pushed back and forth.
The man's movements became faster and faster until he made three or four big thrusts, and I knew he was finished. I can't honestly say I felt his cum shooting up me, but I knew it was there. The man wiped himself with some tissues, whispered "Thanks a lot" and hurried off. I meanwhile stuffed a tissue in place in case I leaked, put trousers and jumper back on, and walked back to my car.
Returning to the same car park as before, I hastily removed the undies and dressed properly. Back at hone, my wife had only just gone to bed and was laying curled up facing away from me. Slipping in beside her I couldn't resist feeling her bum and then her wet slit. She made no attempt to stop me, and before long I had my cock up her. After all, I hadn't cum at all during all that excitement earlier, but I was about to vigorously in a few minutes!
