This Saturday...
I am hoping it goes like this:
I have wanted it so long...pretty sure he has too...Have tried so many times to make something happen, but our freindship is strong and he has rejected my awkward advances in the past. But this time, I knew, he knew...something was going to happen. He started calling and texting to hang out more all of a sudden, I could see a spark in his eye, and he had mentioned how in good shape I was several times when we met. he does not know my secret though...he does not know Vikki exists. he knows my marriage is open and that I am bi, in fact, he is my only friend who knows that. No one but my wife and some strangers know I become Vikki the cum slut.
So, the past week he came to see me twice but the timing was bad, the sexual tension was undeniable. So he knew I was houseeitting Saturday night all alone and offered to pay me a visit in the late evening as he knew I might be bored. I gladly accepted and devised a plan to finally get him hot and bothered and all over Vikki...
Saturday night came fast and took forever to arrive at the same time. Before he arrived I got fully dressed, a new corset, my punk schoolgirl skirt, white stalkings and latex high boots. High gloves, jewelry and full make up. I did my hair up blone and in a ponytail. As I finished painting my nails I could not stop my erection for popping up in my skirt. My bum was feeling so good with a brand new buttplug I just got earlier in the day, it was big and stretching me wide. My heart was beating so fast, my nervousness was too much. Would he reject me? Laugh at me and end up telling everyone we know? I would be devastated. But...I want him SO bad, I have to try...
My nails dry and my phone chirps, he is downstairs! I buzz him in and look in the mirror...thinking about the texts I sent him earlier in the day:
Dave: You ready for tonight? What you want to do? I can bring beer
Me: Beers sound good. Instead of watching a movie or playing video games could we do something different? I have been working on something I could really use some help with.
Dave: Sure, whatever you need man!
Me: I am working on a Halloween costume and have spent a ton of money on it, its for my wifes coworkers party and every one is going in drag, like all out. I could use some advice on it if you don't mind...
Dave: I don't know how I would help, but sure
So now I stand at the front door, knowing you are on the elevator coming up...the door opens, your jaw drops...[more to come]
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I have wanted it so long...pretty sure he has too...Have tried so many times to make something happen, but our freindship is strong and he has rejected my awkward advances in the past. But this time, I knew, he knew...something was going to happen. He started calling and texting to hang out more all of a sudden, I could see a spark in his eye, and he had mentioned how in good shape I was several times when we met. he does not know my secret though...he does not know Vikki exists. he knows my marriage is open and that I am bi, in fact, he is my only friend who knows that. No one but my wife and some strangers know I become Vikki the cum slut.
So, the past week he came to see me twice but the timing was bad, the sexual tension was undeniable. So he knew I was houseeitting Saturday night all alone and offered to pay me a visit in the late evening as he knew I might be bored. I gladly accepted and devised a plan to finally get him hot and bothered and all over Vikki...
Saturday night came fast and took forever to arrive at the same time. Before he arrived I got fully dressed, a new corset, my punk schoolgirl skirt, white stalkings and latex high boots. High gloves, jewelry and full make up. I did my hair up blone and in a ponytail. As I finished painting my nails I could not stop my erection for popping up in my skirt. My bum was feeling so good with a brand new buttplug I just got earlier in the day, it was big and stretching me wide. My heart was beating so fast, my nervousness was too much. Would he reject me? Laugh at me and end up telling everyone we know? I would be devastated. But...I want him SO bad, I have to try...
My nails dry and my phone chirps, he is downstairs! I buzz him in and look in the mirror...thinking about the texts I sent him earlier in the day:
Dave: You ready for tonight? What you want to do? I can bring beer
Me: Beers sound good. Instead of watching a movie or playing video games could we do something different? I have been working on something I could really use some help with.
Dave: Sure, whatever you need man!
Me: I am working on a Halloween costume and have spent a ton of money on it, its for my wifes coworkers party and every one is going in drag, like all out. I could use some advice on it if you don't mind...
Dave: I don't know how I would help, but sure
So now I stand at the front door, knowing you are on the elevator coming up...the door opens, your jaw drops...[more to come]
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