How I changed Pt. 02 - Sex Stories

How I changed Pt. 02

... while squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples. I pounded my velvet walls while circling and rubbing my clit with my other hand.

All restraint completely gone, I started to cum. My hands were drenched and I shook as wave after wave of powerful vibrations sizzled through my body. My head was swaying, my tits bouncing, as I came again and again. Sweating and gasping for breath, I gradually slowed just as a phone started to ring.

In a daze, I heard Sandra speaking. "Good morning, Secret Things lingerie. How can I help you? Oh right... right... see you in ten minutes."

She looked at me. "That's my boss. Unfortunately, he's coming to the shop and will be here in ten minutes."

I quickly pulled up my thong and, feeling very embarrassed, reached for my dress. I was in a panic and wanted to get out of the shop as quickly as possible.

"I'll pick up the bra later, thanks," I said but, before I could do anything, Sandra cupped my face and kissed me softly on the lips while grinding her pubic bone into my thigh. She gasped as she came straight away.

Trembling, I rushed out of the shop and into the bright sunshine.

I found a seat in a coffee shop to gather my thoughts and senses. I felt foolish and yet exhilarated. I smiled. God, I'm insatiable at times.

The coffee helped pull me together but the musk smells lingering on my fingers, and the waiter looking down the front of my dress, made me realise that I was still feeling sexy.

The rest of the day went ...

... without any further adventures. I was back at the hotel just after five-thirty. I stripped for another shower and afterward decided a little masturbation wouldn't go amiss. I'd brought one of my vibrators so I lay on the bed taking it nice and easy. This break was certainly doing me good!

I then heard voices at the door. It sounded like my husband had someone with him. All I could do was quickly get under the bedclothes.

Hubby looked shocked to see me in bed, as did his business contact Jeff -- a smart, nice-looking man, about 35 years old. I mumbled something about feeling tired and having a rest. My husband explained that Jeff would be taking us out to dinner to discuss a business contract. I was to meet them at eight at a Bistro near the hotel.

"And wear something sexy," whispered my husband while Jeff was in the bathroom. "If I get this contract signed, I'll make a serious amount of money. Besides, Jeff appreciates a hot-looking woman."

As they left, Jeff said, "I look forward to seeing more of you."

"Yes, I'll make sure of that," I said under my breath.

With interesting prospects for the evening ahead, I abandoned my masturbation session.

If my husband wanted sexy, I could do sexy! Black shiny lacy topped, hold-up stockings; high heels, and let's see... ah, yes. I have a see-through top rather like a sleeveless T-shirt. It hides nothing so I normally wear a fancy bra. And a thin lacy cardigan, held together by two small buttons, to protect a little of my ...