I don't get to dress often and let alone a whole evening out. What started out as an evening in, all changed as my wife came home from work and announced that instead of going out for a few hours as she had planned, she would be out all evening and not back till Saturday lunchtime. She went for a quick bath, so I messaged on fabguys if anyone wanted a meet. She was soon going around the house getting ready and waiting for her lift. As she left, I looked on fabguy and was meet by no replys. Disappointed I went for a shower, a shave. I made sure I shaved as much as I could, changed the shower head and made sure I was clean.
Cage first, as always, then stockings and suspenders. Corset and my little black dress, a second corset over the top of my dress, this made sure my tinys tits and ass would be on show. Makeup,perfume and for once my finger nails, well I would have time to clean them in the morning. Still no replies, so boots, jewellery, wig and jacket on, followed by my long coat.
It was dark now, so I stepped from my house and walked to the car on the drive. Off to my local lay-by and park up. It was a Friday evening and half eight. Not a car or wagon in site. Back to fabguys to see who if anyone was close by. At last a message, it was a guy I chatted to for sometime, but never meet with. With an empty dogging lay-by, what had a gurl to loose.
So back in the car, well I had taken off my long coat and been sitting on the bonnet in case a car drove in lol. Then down to the quayside at Newcastle. I had looked up the place on street view, parked up and was about to go back on fabguys when he knocked on my car window.
Hi Joanna he said through the window, so I got out the car and shut the door. He kissed me, then opened my jacket to expose my tiny tits with my open cup dress. A hand on my cage. He smiled and pulled in the lock. Keys he asked. Yes I replied, but you agreed it would stay on. He took a small lock and keys from his pocket. I loved the idea of not being in control, so locks swapped and he took me by the hand, we chatted and before I'd stopped to think, the quiet carpark was long behind and the street we stepped onto from the alley far from quiet.
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