Laura - Sex Stories

Laura

... will find out tomorrow." I opened the serviette she had given me. There was an address but no name. For the rest of the day that morning's conversation replayed in my mind. There was something about that girl I just couldn't put my finger on. She seemed familiar somehow. I had seen her many times before, when she served my coffee but it wasn't that, there was something else, something I just couldn't identify. It wasn't just how she looked but her mannerisms too. In the end, I gave up. She must just be like someone on the television or in a film. The following morning I showered and dressed for work. I don't know whether, subconsciously, I was thinking about the previous day's conversion but I decided to wear a pleated skirt and satin blouse with stockings and suspenders along with matching pink satin underwear. The nearest thing I had to a forties style. The day passed quite quickly and I didn't really think too much about what the afternoon might hold until about one o'clock. That last hour seemed to drag as my mind began to wander away from my work and more towards the young woman in the coffee shop. What kind of outfit did she have in mind? It occurred to me that I didn't really fancy any of those scratchy woollen uniform clothes and besides, it was a bit warm for that, as she had pointed out. I had also seen women dressed in the beige dungarees of the ATS or Land Army, as they were known. The women who worked on the farms whilst the men were away fighting. Eventually, ...

... two o'clock arrived and I cleared my desk and headed for the car park. Checking the map on my phone, I saw that it would be better to leave the car where it was and walk and so I set off to walk the short distance. There was a very slight, warm, breeze and now and again my skirt drifted up to reveal my stocking tops. At first I would quickly catch it and hold it down but then I thought, no, if anyone sees they may like it, so I stopped catching it and allowed the wind to do just as it pleased. I quite enjoyed feeling the warm air blowing up around my thighs and bottom. I felt naked and yet not so, an exhilarating feeling. Before long I reached the apartment block that was on the napkin but, as I walked around the corner towards the main entrance a sharp gust caught my skirt and raised it high. Before I had a chance to catch it I was revealed in all my satin glory! Looking quickly about to see if anyone had seen, I spotted an elderly man staring at me, mouth open. Unfortunately, I had to walk past him and as I did so, my face as red as the bricks of the building. "Absolutely beautiful, my dear," he said. I smiled with embarrassment but managed a weak, "Glad you enjoyed it!" before scurrying through the doors and into the lobby. "Ah well," I thought, "At least I made someone happy." I checked the serviette again. Tenth floor. I pressed the lift button and waited. The doors opened, I stepped inside and they closed. I felt a slight pressure as the lift began it's ascent. "What on ...