Here is a scene from my latest fantasy, the setting is I have been hired by a man who saw my pics on the internet, to catalogue his collection, and to dress like a 1950's girl while I am working:
My new employer tells me an old friend is coming by in the afternoon and he is looking forward to introducing me to her. I think about it all morning... is it an old lover, his ex-wife, just a friend? And I'm a little nervous being introduced to another person, so far I've only shown myself dressed to him....
Anyway, after lunch, I'm back at work at my desk in his study, he's dressed me in a lovely silver-black silk taffeta rustling 1950's daydress with a open-bottom white girdle, a pointy white bra with small silicone breast inserts, smooth 1950's cream-white knickers with nylon gusset and lovely dove-gray stockings that set off the silver-black striped dress, and shiny black patent leather high-heeled pumps.
I hear the doorbell ring, and I hear him go to answer the door, then I hear voices. I hear him call, "Clem, come meet a friend" and I stand and smooth my skirts and hesitantly go to the hall to see.
He's standing there with the most lovely and elegant lady in her mid-40's, she's dressed much like I am, from another period, and she's wearing gloves and a hat and is elegantly made-up and her perfume smells wonderful. I fall instantly in love. I greet the lady and she's introduced as one of his dearest friends of long acquaintance. I am introduced as his niece who's come to stay a while to help him organize his collection, giving me a chance to gain some experience and at the same time travel a bit and gain some independence away from home with the parents. As I said, the lady is lovely and as I greet her I look into her eyes and catch a glint of knowing delight there.
So they go off arm-in-arm towards the sitting room and since we don't have servants I am about to volunteer to make some tea for them when I hear the lady suggest she make it and as she seems to be quite familiar with the house, they both go off into the kitchen and I can hear them chatting in there, and I return to my work in his study.
After some time, the lady comes into the room, and she's brought me some tea, and she tells me she's very pleased to meet me, and that I look wonderful in the outfit I am wearing. She gives me a soft kiss on my cheek and I am left in a cloud of her presence as she returns to Uncle in the sitting room. I can't help notice her tan stockings are genuine full-fashioned with lovely seams and her legs lovely and shapely and her shoes wonderful court shoes like mine.
Then as I continue working I hear them talking and laughing from down the hall, and I can't help thinking some of what they're talking about is me.
About an hour later, Uncle calls me, could I come in to the sitting room for a moment? And I go, making sure my skirts are properly smoothed and my seams straight before I enter.
Uncle is sitting in his chair and the lady is sitting on the couch. Her face is beaming and a little red, she looks a bit "lusty" for lack of a better word. I wonder what they have been up to in here...
Uncle says, "I wanted to show you something Clem, about being a real lady..." and he looks over at the woman and nods. She comes off the couch onto her hands-and-knees on the carpet in front of Uncle's chair, her bum facing him, she arches her back and "presents" her bum to him like a bitch dog might. She's still totally dressed mind you, and her skirts are not pulled up. It's still a most erotic sight, this elegant beautiful lady in that position. Uncle stands up and goes behind her and sort of sits/squats behind her and grabs her by the shoulders and starts grinding himself into her bum/cunt, through her skirts. They're both fully dressed, Uncle in his conservative suit, and the lady in her fine silk. He holds her shoulders and "rides" her and her eyes close in pleasure but Uncle is looking at me with a most lecherous expression as he humps the woman through her clothes...
Then, as suddenly as it started, Uncle gets off her and returns to sit in his chair, and she, even more flushed now, climbs off her knees and returns to sit on the couch. Uncle says, "Thank you Clem, we'll talk about this later" and I return to the study, their light giggles heard coming from the sitting room. My clitty is rock hard and I am breathing hard.
