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Satin and Leather
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Satin & Leather
I lay back in the hot, softly scented water. The moist heat calmed my
temper as it relaxed my tight muscles.
"I'm tired of waiting for him" I fumed to myself, "this time he'll
pay, and pay well for his insolence." I squeezed out the huge natural sponge
and ran it down my leg, leaving a susdy trail. Then I stroked it up and down my
arms. Tiny foamy bubbles clung to my wet skin. Earlier, I had carefully removed
all traces of body hair and I was now sleek and smooth everywhere. The sponge
slowly circled my breasts, gently arousing the nipples into hard peaks.
"I can't take much more of this" I gritted my teeth "I'm going to
explode" ......"He'd better be on time tonight!!!"
I rose up in the bath, wet skin gleaming softly, and grabbed a towel.
Quickly wraping myself in the rough fabric; I stalked into my bedroom. Done all
in white, it was deceptively innocent. Generously full white gauze drapes
enclosed the large bed. More white gauze hung at the windows. Flanking the bed
were two small, low white cupboards. There was no other furniture in the room,
just a sweep of deep, soft carpet. The last golden light of the day peeked
through the large skylight. Later the moon would illuminate the room with a
pale silver gleam.
I strode to the closet, stepped inside and contemplated my choice of
wardrobe for the evening.
"Black, something black to drive him crazy" I smiled to myself,
"something black and satin and sexy to make him hot." I picked a black corset
from a drawer.
"Just the thing" I smirked. Made of black satin, it laced up the front
to fit tightly and just cup my breasts temptingly, revealing all but the tips
of my full breasts. Tiny, lacy, black panties and sheer black stockings
followed quickly.
"Shoes or boots?" I asked myself, "what a choice. hmmmmm...high heels
are a MUST!" I poked around the shoe racks...."Got em...High, soft, black
leather boots with slender high heels!!!". I quickly strode back to the bed.
Opening a bedside drawer, I removed a bottle of Laura Ashley perfumed body
lotion. Quickly I smoothed the softly scented cream over my legs, up my body,
and over my arms. I took extra care to make my skin as soft and smooth as the
satin I now prepared to don. First the tiny, lacy panties slipped on. Then I
drew on the corset and laced it tightly, my breasts almost overflowing the
shallow cups. Next, the sheer black stockings were drawn on and fastened to
delicate garters. Finally I slipped my feet into the soft boots; standing to
admire the effect they created, completing the outfit. I walked back to the
bathroom to stand in front of the full length mirror.
"aaaah, yes" I whispered, "perfect!" I turned and headed for the
stairs. The house was warm. Not only was the hot-air heat on; I had a fire
blazing on the hearth.
I sat in a large chair before the fire, my legs crossed, my body
relaxed. I glanced at the loudly ticking clock.
"Late again, late again, late again" it seemed to say with each
tick-tock, tick-tock. I smiled, now content. He would pay for his insolence,
and pay well. I would have my satisfaction. I smiled again and gazed at the
leaping bright flames. I waited in silence for him to arrive.
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