The Beginning - Sex Stories

The Beginning

... shopping. We spent the rest of the evening dancing and talking.

On Saturday morning, I turned up at the coffee shop wearing the mini skirt and crop top, as agreed the night before. Being without a bra or knickers, I was extremely self-conscious. When she arrived, I bought her a coffee (of course!). Today, she was just in jeans and a T-shirt, but still looked absolutely stunning. Over coffee, she told me where we were going – I didn’t say anything, but I was quite alarmed as I knew that there were shops that specialise in clothing for younger women.

When we went into the first shop, I wondered what on earth I’d got myself into as she selected a number of much shorter mini skirts and crop tops for me to try on! I had to come out of the changing room each time to show her. At the end of that, she selected three skirts and three tops for me to take to the counter. After I’d paid and taken the package, Miss Susan stopped me and took a skirt and a top from the bag, asking the young assistant to remove the tags and if it would be OK if I went to the changing room to change into them. Giggling, she nodded her approval and, blushing, I went to change. The skirt was so short that I really knew I couldn’t bend without exposing myself. Worse (or maybe that should be better) than that, I could feel that I was starting to become aroused by this and, returning to the counter with my clothes, I could see a broad grin on the assistant’s face.

She handed me the bag, and ...

... I put my own clothes into it as Susan looked me over, saying, “Good girl, that looks much better”, causing the assistant to giggle again. Grinning broadly, Miss Susan slapped my arse and told me to hurry along. I have to admit that I was getting really turned on by this humiliation.

Our next port of call was a fetish shop! Explaining that there was another club she wanted to take me to, she said I needed more revealing clothing for that, which really shocked me, but I didn’t dare say anything. She selected a flared vinyl skirt which didn’t even cover my arse cheeks, an open-tip vinyl bra and a matching suspender belt! She then chose a selection of toys, including a collar and leash and sent me with them to the counter to pay. Once we’d finished, we went for lunch, me having to take extreme care in how I sat down so as not to expose myself.

After lunch, we went back to my apartment, where I was told to strip for inspection. She tutted at my pubic hair, saying that it would have to go, making a phone call where I could hear her making an appointment for a full-body wax and, as an afterthought, better get nipple piercing at the same time! She wanted me to pleasure her before she went home, and, as she stripped, I was treated to the sight of her perky 32B boobs and luxuriant blonde bush. Soon I had my face buried in that bush, bringing her to orgasm. When she left, it was with strict instructions not to play with myself and that she’d be back in the morning.