the lovers, part two: payback

My heart was pounding in anticipation as I waited for you. It was only a matter of minutes until your arrival, and the night would begin. Lace tickled my nipples as I took a deep breath, arousing them and making me smile. Underneath my proper, businesslike dress there existed witchery in the form of black lace and little else.

My heart was pounding in anticipation as I waited for you. It was only a matter of minutes until your arrival, and the night would begin.
Lace tickled my nipples as I took a deep breath, arousing them and making me smile. Underneath my proper, businesslike dress there existed witchery in the form of black lace and little else. The black lace merrywidow I’d bought just for tonight lifted my breasts as it caressed them, the nipples nearly showing. It hugged my stomach and the very tops of my hips, hiding them beneath sexy black lace that fastened with a long series of hooks from my navel to my breastbone. The merrywidow connected with short, lacy straps to a pair of sheer black stockings. I smiled wickedly – I couldn’t wait to see the look on your face when you realized that between those garters lay nothing but neatly trimmed pussy, sans panties.
It was going to be a night to remember.

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