A Night Out

Part 1

It is Thursday afternoon. It is 3pm and a sunny day in Manchester. You are in your living room. You are a little nervous and yet very excited. You look at the clock, again. You walk over to the window and peek around the side of the curtains, still no sign. I set off half an hour ago. You are expecting me at any time.

You walk over to the mirror above the fireplace and check your appearance once more. You have spent the whole day pampering yourself and getting ready, you are pleased with the reflection in front of you.

You look down and loosen the belt on the black satin robe and let it fall open. You examine the outfit you are wearing. A matching set of black underwear, which you had bought in town last Saturday at the Trafford Centre, and a pair of new black heels.

The underwear set consists of; a bra with very sheer cups, a pair of matching panties which do very little to cover your pussy as the material is almost see-through, and a matching suspender belt with black stockings. You also have on a pair of black heels and the black satin robe.

You adjust your stocking tops and re-close the robe, tying the belt loosely and allowing as much cleavage to show as you can.

The door bell startles you. Your pulse starts to race. You look once more in the mirror and walk over to the front door. Then you realise the caller may not be me. It could be the postman, or a salesman. You are relieved when your hear my voice on the intercom.

I am dressed in a dark suit, white shirt and tie. You stand to the side, inviting me to enter.

Once inside I take you into to the main bedroom. Once there I move towards you, sliding my hands inside your robe and around your back, pulling you towards me in an embrace which brings your lips onto mine. We kiss.

My hands begin to move over the small of you back, exploring your smooth flesh. As the kiss becomes more passionate you feel my arousal between us.

You feel my hands move to your waist, then up and between us as they move over the thin material of your bra, before continuing to your shoulders. I slide the black satin robe off your shoulders, leaving you in just your underwear and heels.

My kiss moves from your lips to your neck, and down onto your cleavage, each breast receiving a gentle kiss before the kisses move up to the other side of your neck and back to your lips.

You feel my hands begin to drift down your arms and they again find your waist, and then your panty clad hips. My hands then move around to your arse cheeks and they give them a gentle squeeze, which causes you to rise up on your toes.

My hands find their way inside your panties and begin to explore your bottom, my fingers kneading and spreading your cheeks. You feel my finger tip close to your most private hole. You push yourself closer to me, squeezing your breasts against my body. The kiss ends.

I remove my suit jacket and throw it onto the bedroom chair, then undo my tie and unbutton my shirt and remove it, throwing them both on top of the jacket.

We embrace again so you can push your breasts into my now naked torso.

I then push you from me and sink to my knees in front of you. My hands are on your waist, feeling the material of your suspender belt. I kiss the thin material of your panties and then hook my thumbs into them, and slide them down a few inches, level with your stocking tops, revealing to me for the first time your pussy.

You feel my hot breath on your pussy before another kiss is planted on it. My puckered lips kiss at the outer lips, causing them to part slightly and reveal a little of the moistness within.

Several more kisses make your knees begin to weaken as waves of pleasure begin surge towards the area around your pussy.

You feel my hands slide your panties to your knees and then to your ankles, and I help you out of them, taking care not to let you topple in the heels you are still wearing.

You are stood before me, with your legs parted slightly, inviting me to kiss your pussy some more.