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    Toy for an afternoon

    I met this man with my husband at a drinks party at my husband's office. We didn't speak much but I intuited at once that he was attracted to me and I knew he would telephone me later. The sense of this seemed to me so physical that I was astonished my husband noticed nothing. I had this strange feeling that I'd never known with anyone that I was willingly and inescapably in this man's power.

    He called after three days during which I waited constantly. He told me to come to an hotel in town the next afternoon and gave me a room number. He just assumed I would obey and how could I not? I was as if under a spell. I prepared my body with especial care. The morning I spent hot tubbing luxuriously, trimming my pubic hair and painting my finger and toenails. I decided not to wear particular underwear, just my usual white cotton bra and panties, bare legs and sandals. I wondered if I should use an anal deodorant but opted for a natural smell because I sensed it was what he would want.

    He greeted me, wearing a business suit, as if I were a familiar friend rather than a complete stranger and I felt quite calm although I think of myself as a shy person. Odd though it may seem in the light of my behaviour, I have had little experience of men and I had never been unfaithful to my husband. We hardly spoke. There seemed no need for words. I was there at his disposition and there was nothing more to say. He gave brief instructions on the telephone to room service then led me to the centre of the room. My dress zipped up the back. He pulled it down then faced me to ease the dress from my shoulders and let it fall to my feet. Next he took off my underwear, holding both my bra and my panties to his nose and sniffing them deeply before dropping them on the sideboard. I stepped out of my sandals and stood fully naked in front of him.

    The door buzzer went and he nodded at me to open it which I did. The waiter, bringing champagne, was unsurprised to be met by a naked woman. He wheeled his trolley in without paying me particular attention and I noticed that I felt unembarrassed by my exposure. I was not offered champagne. My master sipped alone whilst I obeyed his instructions to parade in front of him and bend over with my legs spread. I asked permission to lean my hands against the sideboard for comfort and this was refused. Hands pried the cheeks of my bottom apart and I felt more fully exposed to a man's – anyone's - gaze than I had ever done before. I could feel that my vagina was wet and swollen but he did not touch it or my anus. Instead he approach his face and I heard him inhale my most intimate odours slowly through his nose as if he were breathing in a delicate wine. Then he sat on the bed and gazed at my openness for what seemed like an age, but an exquisitely pleasurable age that made my whole body tingle with electric stimulation, while he simultaneously savoured his champagne and my nudity.

    My feelings during this inspection were of intense joy and gratitude to this man who seemed to wholly possess my body without being a physical lover but who was nonetheless making love to me. Merely from the force of his gaze, I experienced a quiet but powerful orgasm that flowed like a tide throughout my body, radiating upwards from my vagina and down to the tips of my toes. A trickle of cum slid down the inside of my right thigh. Only then did he release from his stare. He had seen what he wanted to see.Toy for an afternoon

    He dressed me as he had undressed me, holding out my panties for me to step into, replacing my bra, fastening it and making sure it fitted comfortably. When he had finished, he turned his back and I left the room and went home in time for the children getting back from school. I even behaved normally because despite my inner exaltation neither the children nor my husband noticed anything unusual. I knew it hadn't been a dream because my panties were still damp and stained with my cum. They're now hidden in a safe pace as a treasured memory. Some people might think that I had been abused. The truth is that it was the most exciting sexual experience of my life.



     
      Posted on : Dec 23, 2016
     

     
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