I liked my jumpsuit, it was a one piece gray outfit that I thought gave me a very masculine feel even though I hardly identified as such. Donning the outfit meant that I got to tie up some hot thing and tonight was no exception. One of my long time, playmates was on her way tonight and I waited patiently in the corner of the motel room for her to arrive.
Though I had arrived an hour earlier, Miranda arrived five minutes early. Despite the fact she lived only a few doors down from me we always met up at somewhere else.
Tonight, she was wearing this black little minidress that hugged all of her curves in just the right way and with wavy blonde hair, you might have forgotten for a moment that she was pushing into her forties, nearly twenty years my senior. I was surprised she wasn't married but she never talked about her social life much, at least not with me.
I was content enough just to fuck her.
"Victor" She remarked somewhat seriously as she locked the motel door behind her.
"Your purse."
She hesitated for a moment but handed it over to me. I took it and placed it down at my side.
I tossed a red ball gag into her hands. She held the straps in each hand, looking down at it for a second before taking it and wrapping it into her mouth. I let her adjust her mouth before I barked, "Strip," at her.
Without hesitation she began to twirl and move her body first gently lifting up her skirt a little to show me her thighs and panties before she slowly lifted it up over her head and flung it into the bed.