My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 09 - Sex Stories

My Daughter's Boyfriend Pt. 09

... stood behind me and unbuttoned the collar of the dress with his black fingers, the dress would just fall away...and he would then see the choker underneath...I wondered if he would recognise that I'd purposely worn it as a symbol of my submission to him? A symbol of my overwhelming desire and need to worship his black dick? If not I could just tell him but I really hoped he would work it out for himself! In any case there was no doubt that this was the dress I would wear!

I then ran through my jewellery boxes...found the thick diamanté choker and the two diamond tennis bracelets. I looked through my earrings and then I saw them...they would be perfect I thought...they were basically two separate flowers joined together, each with 6 petals, and from the lower three petals of the lowest flower, three long chains of diamonds about 2 inches each hung down...they were a gift from my husband on our 10th wedding anniversary and he always said never to ask him how much they cost! They were soooo totally 'bling' but 'bling' was good if they were real! Every time I wore them out they were commented on and I'd lost count of the admiring but jealous glances I'd got from other women! On my fingers I would of course have my big diamond engagement ring and wedding ring and I knew I would make more of them when I was stroking Devon's black dick...it was too erotic not too!

I then remembered that I'd thought about wearing something in my hair. As I looked out of the bedroom window I ...

... saw the white rose bushes my husband was so proud of...although it was the gardener and not him who should take all the credit...and I knew I would have to pin one into my hair for Devon...maybe I'd let him keep it as a reminder of the first time he took me, hopefully over and over and over again, in my marital bed?

For my lingerie it was an easy choice. I found the tiniest white lace thong I had. It was a Victoria's Secret number, the straps were like dental floss and the lace pattern on the front was absolutely gorgeous. Of course I imagined Devon slowly peeling it off before exploring me with his tongue and fingers as I spread my legs so wide for him! I'd wear the same kind of $50 white silk lace top stockings as before as they felt and looked sooooo good!

Now for my shoes! Of course they had to be white and as high as possible! I thought only being able to walk slowly and needing to concentrate to walk in them was one of the sexiest things about high heels...a girl not being able to think about anything other than not falling over, her mind having to be empty of most other thoughts because looking sexy for men was more important..as I thought about that and looked at my shoe collection my hand moved down and I ran a finger slowly over the growing wet slick between my legs!

Of course I'd had years of practice and could walk confidently in heels...but I'd seen friends not pay enough attention and either trip and fall over or turn their ankles in public wearing high ...