Carlos and The Garter Belt - Sex Stories

Carlos and The Garter Belt

... searching. Finally locating the one she was looking for, she held up a red garter belt. "What size do you think your wife wears?" Cherry asked. Carlos took a deep breath in, deciding to be truthful and said with a sheepish smile, "It would need to fit me." "This should fit you nicely then," Cherry said with a knowing smile. She handed him the garter belt she held in her hand. Carlos hesitated, hand taking the hanger, "Are you sure?" "Well, let's spot check to be sure," Cherry said and began to remove the garter belt from the hanger. Once off the hanger, Cherry held the belt by her thumb and forefinger in either hand. As her fingers moved toward Carlos' hips, his eyes darted around the shop, for the first time very aware of others in the shop. Suddenly he was a little fearful that someone that he knew would come in the shop. Cherry's fingers touched his hips, the fear forgotten, as she held the red garter belt against him. He looked down to see the belt against his hips. As he looked down, he could not help but see her heaving cleavage. Again his cock twitched. Between her fingers, the garter belt, and the massive mummaries, his cock began to grow in his pants. Keeping her fingers on his hips, Cherry said, "See perfect fit." She did not let on that she could see his pants beginning to tent. Carlos cleared his throat, mouth suddenly dry. Cherry smiled up at him waiting for a response. Carlos was focusing on the project due next week at work to make his hard-on go down. He ...

... missed the long pause. Realizing he was not going to respond, she said, "Now for some stockings. Black fishnets will contrast nicely. Follow me." Hard-on back to life at the word fishnets. Carlos was compelled to follow the jiggling ass in front of him. He needed to feel those stockings on his legs. She looked him up and down from head to toe. Carlos could swear she paused at his growing crotch. She flipped through the stockings in the rack, selected one, and pulled it out. "Think with your athletic build these should fit perfectly," Cherry said handing him the package and the garter belt. As he took the items in hand, he was trembling with anticipation. His mind raced, thinking of how soon could he feel the fishnets, as well as the other items against his skin. Cherry smiled widely, knowing the look on Carlos' face all to well. Stepping close, Cherry asked quietly, "Would you like to try these on?" Carlos blinked, not believing his ears. Was she a mind reader? He nodded his head, not trusting his voice. "Figured as much. The fitting rooms are right behind me. Behind the curtain," Cherry said pointing at the navy blue curtain behind her. Carlos hesitated for just a moment, then made his way through the curtain. Once on the other side of the curtain, there were five sets of doors in front of him. Only the door at the end was ajar. He made his way to the open door, not knowing if there was anyone else in the other fitting rooms. Not wanting to find out at this point either. His mind ...