dirtylittlemuppet
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i have my tight black pants on and my buttons red shirt.
Would love to see a pic of that
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i have my tight black pants on and my buttons red shirt.
i have my tight black pants on and my buttons red shirt.
Haven't heard from you since Friday, what is your planned attire today. You describe things so elegantly or the opposite as required. Thanks!
i have my tight black pants on and my buttons red shirt.
Nice post, Thanks for the extra effort put into your description of your borderline naughty getup.
You indeed have, care to share about todays ensemble or projected activities. Thanks!
Embarassing but I bet it looked good on you.
but I'll try to come up with something special to wear out when I take myself out to dinner later.
I promised you I'd try to wear something "interesting" out to dinner the other night, so here's the story. Unfortunately, since I've been on the road, my wardrobe is very work oriented, so I had to stop at a mall to try to put something not too expensive together. Ideally I prefer better quality items, but this was going to be a cheap thrills night. I knew I could get away with something on the revealing side, since I was thinking about trying this authentic looking little mexican restaurant near the hotel. I stopped in for a sec on my way out to the mall and the place had dim lighting and by the time I got there it wouldn't be very family oriented. I tried on lots of stuff. I'm not very good at always closing the dressing rooms' curtains or door either, especially when I'm in a hurry. Anyway, I had my brown very high heels, so I needed something to work with that. I settled on a grey tube top, and I can't remember when I last wore one of those, and a rather short, brown and tight lycra skirt.
[I've got to take this call. I'll be back soon.]
I appreciate the update, interrupted as it may be. You have another interested party on the next page. Ronster.
I promised you I'd try to wear something "interesting" out to dinner the other night, so here's the story. Unfortunately, since I've been on the road, my wardrobe is very work oriented, so I had to stop at a mall to try to put something not too expensive together. Ideally I prefer better quality items, but this was going to be a cheap thrills night. I knew I could get away with something on the revealing side, since I was thinking about trying this authentic looking little mexican restaurant near the hotel. I stopped in for a sec on my way out to the mall and the place had dim lighting and by the time I got there it wouldn't be very family oriented. I tried on lots of stuff. I'm not very good at always closing the dressing rooms' curtains or door either, especially when I'm in a hurry. Anyway, I had my brown very high heels, so I needed something to work with that. I settled on a grey tube top, and I can't remember when I last wore one of those, and a rather short, brown and tight lycra skirt.
[I've got to take this call. I'll be back soon.]
Of course one really can't wear a bra under a tube top, so my nipples are really obvious under it. And, I'f I decided to be a bit more daring, I could alway pull it down to just above my nipples or lower. And I'd skip underwear under that skirt. What the hell, right? I had to have those clunky electronic tags taken off, so I went out into the store dressed like that, paid for the items, and had the sales girl follow me back to the dressing room so she could take the clothes, remove the tags, and bring them back to me. I kept the curtain open, so I ended up wearing nothing in front of her, which I always like to do. I took my time about it too.
[Another call. Be back soon.]
I spent the next five or ten minutes stark naked making phone calls while I waited for her to return. I guess I half played with myself too.
[Crap! Another call.]
Nice touch that nipple teasing, did you make any of the folks there helplessly sappy.