For Women Who Like It: Dressed, Told and Exposed
Spring was already hot enough to make sweat trickle down her tummy. She woke up alone on Saturday and wanted to call him right away. She had that horny feeling in her limbs that makes you want to stretch your legs all over the place.
Her boyfriend was out of town and she had met a guy the night before at a cafe. They talked for hours, flirted, walked toward his apartment but she got scared and at that end of the night moment, she took his numbers and went home.
She kept thinking about him all night. Couldn't sleep and regreted her faithfulness. She tugged on her panties for a while, inching them up her crotch in frustration. She finally picked up the phone.
It rang a few times and then he answered.
"Hi. James. This is Veronica...from last night."
"Hello there."
"I want to come over."
"Why the change of mind?" he asked.
"You made me too horny. I want you to fuck more than I do my boyfriend."
He laughed. "That's not very faithful, young lady."
"I know. I'm bad. I just love to be slutty. It feels too good."
"If that's what you want, than that's what you'll get."
"What do you want me to do? I need to be told what to do."
He paused. "I want you to wear something for me. A white dress, that is see-through. And a tiny g-string underneath. No bra. Make sure I can see your nipples."
"Anything else?"
"Yes, meet me here in a half hour."
She put on a white thin summer dress that was meant for the beach because you could see almost completely through it. She found a tiny white g-string that had shrunk so small, she had to pull it tight up her butt to get it on her thin, curvy body. She looked in the mirror. She looked like an exposed little slut.
Someone knocked on the door. She thought it was him. She opened up the door. It was the building's repairman. He had come to fix something. He looked her up and down.
"I just came to fix the pipe you told me about. Do you want me to come back?" He stared at her breasts.
He was about ten years older than her, black, built and always looked greasy and dirty.
"Will it take long?"
"No. I just thought with you dressed like that..."
"Oh.."
The phone rang. It was him.
He asked where she was. She told him about the repairman.
"Tell him why you're dressed like that. Then suck him off," he said.
"What!"
"If you want to be a little slut, then be one. And make sure to suck his balls and lick his ass."
"No. He's all sweaty."
"Do it or I'll come over there and make you do it."
She hung up the phone. She went back to the repairman.
"Am I interrupting something? he asked.
"Well. You see. Can I be honest with you?"
"Sure."
"I like to dress up like a dirty litty whore and then have men tell me what to do."
His eyes rose.