Written by Harry_22

Gay
15 Jan 2013


I had the story of Jeff’s visit written up and sent off about an hour after he had left. I was still horny from it but I really needed to think about doing some work. I unhooked my basque and peeled off my stockings. I could smell our come on it which was very sexy and I wanked my hard on a little as I stepped into the shower. I told myself off as I tugged it some more, slapping my arse as the water ran over my body. I could not get his cock out of my mind but running my finger over my little hole was no help, I rubbed it a bit harder stopping just short of pushing inside.

From the bedroom I could hear my work phone ringing. Finally something had managed to break my mood and I toweled myself dry as I sat talking to a customer on the phone. I looked for my dressing gown and then remembered it was discarded in the kitchen. In the kitchen where Jeff had undone it and bang – the mood was back. I lay face down on the bed, running my hands over me, slapping my bum and pulling my cheeks apart and wishing that I was not alone in the room.

Feeling kinky, I went to my drawers to pick out some clothes. In a daze I started out with some tights, plain and simple, but they feel great. Normally I prefer dark colour tights so these near-skin coloured ones made a nice change. My long legs looked good as I stood in front of the mirror, my cock was sticking out, trying to lure me in for a rub or too. Naughty, I told myself enjoying the feel as I pushed it against my body squeezing on the tip. I pulled out a bra next, the little padded thing gave me cute false A-cups. I rubbed on them admiring the reflected view and my nipples groaned that the sensations did not reach them.

‘hmm okay,’ I told them, slipping a hand underneath and pinching slightly, ‘you are feeling naughty,’ I giggled. Moving my attention to the right side of the drawer, I lifted some silky tops out of the way to reveal some things that made my cock twitch. I took out the collar and put it on pulling it a little too tight before loosening it back and fastening it. The collar is plain black leather with a single ring that hangs at the front. Reaching back into the drawer I pulled out my nipples clamps, they are like crocodile clips with a screw to adjust them and held together on a chain. I tingled with anticipation and chuckled at the slight trembling of my hand as I passed the clamps through the ring and then slowly pull each cup of the bra down as I put in place and tightened each of them. I wincedslightly as I let go of the last and then settled the bra back in place then, checking that my plan had worked, I put my head back, lifting the collar ring and consequently the chain, pulling on my nips and making me groan out. The phone rang again and this time I lounged on my bed while I chatted with a customer, glancing at myself in the mirror, lying there in tights, bra and nipple clamp. My face flushed as I instigated a long pull on my nipples, just about keeping from groaning down the phone! The call finished and I lay there a while slowly rubbing my cock through the nylon. I was rock hard, but had no interest in coming. I was having too much fun!

I got out a suspender belt, it is my favourite one, black with 6 snaps to hold the stockings in place. I wanted to put my thick black ones back on, but they would be too long for this belt. Looking in my drawer I felt like fishnets would be appropriate and so I rolled them up each leg and clipped them in place. I looked at myself in the mirror some more and decided instantly that I wanted a spanking and a gentle toss back of my head affirmed that, sending a sharp twinge of delight through my body. I pulled out a small pair of knickers that matched the bra and pulled on hurriedly. I went back down stairs and got on line posting the advert, “Home alone? Give me a apanking, all offers considered.”

Now I just need to wait and see what offers I get and I will post the results next :)


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