1. Getting Married Set Me Free Pt, 04


    Date: 3/8/2024, Categories: Fiction Exhibitionism Female exhibitionist, Written by women Author: vanessa.evans 

    ... Dylan was at work, I heard a rustling from where I had seen my 2 voyeurs the day before. I couldn’t see anyone but I did open my legs a bit more just in case they were there watching me and it wasn’t a cat or a dog.

Dylan did switch my vibrator on and pleasured me as I lay there, and he left it on for about an hour. He used a different one of the random app options and it had longish period of no vibrations which left me trying to anticipate when it would come back on. Very frustrating.

When Dylan got home we had a very leisurely evening, even going for a walk in the park. I put on a skirt and top and Dylan joked that he could hang his coat on my chapel hat pegs even through my top and that he’d drown if he put his face under my pussy.

“I’m not going to piss on you Dylan.” I said.

“No, no, I wouldn’t like that, I meant your pussy juices. I think that we need to put a towel under your pussy on the bed, we don’t want to stain the mattress.”

I didn’t know whether to be embarrassed, ashamed, or what, but Dylan hugged me and said that he loved me, and every drop of my pussy juice.

We had another early night but not getting to sleep until later.

*****

Day 7 - Saturday

It was In-laws visit day but Dylan still woke me the best possible way.

Not that it would have made any difference but when the doorbell rang I had to get off the bed and go and take the supermarket delivery. The poor, middle-aged man looked quite embarrassed as I picked up each basket ...
    ... and took it into the kitchen to empty it. By the time I picked up the last one the poor man’s face had returned to normal and I’m sure that he’d been staring at my butt as I carried the baskets to the kitchen. He even had a grin on his face when he asked me to sign his PDA thing.

As I closed the door I wondered if he’d be the one that brought me our groceries each week.

Dylan had made his way from the bedroom to the kitchen and he asked me if I’d enjoyed teasing the delivery guy.

“I didn’t do it deliberately, but it was fun. Besides, it was your fault for keeping me in bed.”

“Even if we’d got out of bed an hour earlier you’d still have been naked wouldn’t you Esther.”

“Okay, got me, are you going to spank me?”

“Not right now, mum, dad and maybe John will be here in about an hour. Maybe I should spank you just before we go to my boss’s place for the barbecue tomorrow?”

“Are you planning on getting me to take my dress off and show everyone my red, bare butt Dylan?”

“Maybe. Come on, lots to do before mum and dad get here. I’m sure that it will be a friendly visit, not like your mother’s Esther.”

“I hope so.”

A couple of hours later the doorbell rang again, but this time be both went to open the door and I was wearing a dress.

“Hello Mr. and Mrs Hargreaves.” I said.

“Please,” Dylan’s mother replied, “call us Mary and Mark, and wow Esther, married life suits you, that’s a beautiful dress that you are wearing and you have a nice tan.”

“Almost ...
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