1. Neighbours - Chapter 51


    Date: 3/6/2024, Categories: Fetish, Author: sissycrissy 

    ... see that. I keep fantasising about all this, about having someone like your Master help make me fully gay, but I can’t quite find the courage to break it off with her.”

“She doesn’t suspect anything? You’ve never tried to talk to her about it? About what you like?”

“I don’t think she does. I mean, lately I think I’ve been less interested in sex with her, but she hasn’t said anything. But no, I haven’t really dared to be honest about this. I couldn’t. I know her well enough that it wouldn’t go anywhere. Besides, with all this, there really isn’t a place for her, is there? Other than my fear or fantasy of her discovering me, she hardly plays a part in my fantasies at all anymore.”

“How about your roommate?”

“He doesn’t know anything either, I don’t think. As far as he’s ever let on, he’s nothing but 100% straight.”

“Does that make it hotter for you that way, or do you just wish he was gay?”

“I honestly don’t know. Part of me wishes he was gay so it would be easier to come on to him, but another part wants him to be as surprised by my lust for him as Sarah would be. You know, kind of judging me.”

It was a strange feeling to understand him perfectly.

“Yes, I get it. You want to feel the taboo of it. It’s powerful to have a sexy, dangerous secret.”

He squirmed a bit in his chair.

“Exactly. The secret of it makes it so powerful. It also gives power to those who do know, right?”

“Yes. Once they know your secret, they have the power to expose it, and ...
    ... you.”

I knew that power all too well.

“That’s why you gave me her name, wasn’t it? You wanted me to know, to add to the risk?”

“Yes, I guess so,” he confessed.

“If you are new to this kind of thing, acting on these desires, can I ask what you’ve been doing until now? Do you chat online, or dress up?” I asked.

“A bit of both, I guess.”

“Oh? Do you have your own clothes to dress up in?”

“I have one or two things…” he answered, and I saw him squirm a bit as his voice trailed off.

I smiled.

“Are you wearing them now, Mallory?” I asked.

He looked down at the floor.

“Yes, I am.”

“Will you show me?” I asked.

“Sure, I mean, yes, of course, if you want me to,” he managed to answer.

He rose slowly out of his chair and began to unbutton his shirt. When he removed it, I saw that he was wearing a tight white tank top with the Hooters logo across the chest and “Hooters Girl” written in block letters beneath it. I smiled at him, and he kept going.

I watched as he opened his jeans and pushed them down to the floor to step out of them. He could barely meet my eyes now, standing there in a pair of cute yellow cotton panties. His erection was clearly outlined in them.

“Those are very pretty,” I said, knowing that the compliment would tease him, as it would have for me.

“Thank you, Crissy,” he said.

“Did you buy those yourself?”

“Not exactly.”

I smiled wide.

“Mallory, are those Sarah’s panties?”

“Yes,” he answered meekly.

“Does ...
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