The door was opened by an older chap, well built, over six foot tall, wearing a dressing gown. (At least it is the right house, I thought). "Oh you came then you cock-tease" he said, "get in, it's cold"
I went in and stood there like a bunny in headlights.
"Well, go upstairs, first door on the left, get changed and come back down."
I scampered upstairs to the small bedroom, undressed and emptied my bag of dressy up clothes on the bed. Silver grey basque, matching knickers (I hate thongs, I like my bottom and front covered), opaque lace top black stockings, white blouse and straight black skirt to the knee with low black patent shoes. The office girl look. I started dressing, basque first, stockings, fingers trembling. Bugger, they were hold ups so it was a devils own job doing the suspender clips. My cock, although small was rock hard.
"Hurry up and get down here or go home." was shouted from downstairs. Blouse, you try doing a blouse with the buttons on teh wrong side with trembling fingers! Skirt up and zipped, shoes, hair brushed, lipstick.
I opened the door and slowly walked down the stairs. The first time I would be dressed in front of another man. A bulge in the skirt gave me away but I was still nervous as I walked into the lounge, little steps, head down... |
