i must first ask forgiveness for writing this as a story, but i can think of no better way of describing my completed task. i swear it happened just as i have written it.
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After receiving my task from Mistress B, my mind began to speed through many possible scenarios of what might happen and what it would be like. Needless to say, my dreams were rather wild, uncontrollably wild but somehow i managed to make it through the morning without touching my hard and waiting clit. i arose early and had a nice hot bath with vanilla oil. While i was shaving my legs, i began to imagine wearing my black silk stockings. i had laid my clothes out the night before, all the while fantasizing, so that i could dress the way Mistress wanted me to in a nice relaxed manner . Mistress wished that i wore my black and grey kilt, which goes without saying that it is quite short, a matching black lace garter, silk stockings, panties and bra, my white satin blouse and black pumps, my hair in a ponytail.
All the way to work, i work in an antique store, i was praying that the morning would seem to pass by quickly so i could complete my task. My morning was rather slow, of course, but was able to sell a rare dinette set when i flirted with this young stud who was just browsing; well i was browsing him too. After what seemed the longest morning of my life, at last i was free and on my way to a lunch i will never forget.
As i left the store, i got it in my mind to really strut my stuff down the street and boy did i make an impression. An entire construction crew stopped dead in their tracks and were unable to comment or even whistle. This was driving me wild, all of these men and women wanting me, all the while knowing that i could not until my task was complete. As i entered the pub/bistro, the cool air conditioning caused my nipples to harden so much they hurt which only made me get very wet. This cute little college girl, i could have eaten her alive, with a bright bubbly personality and beautiful hard body politely showed me to a quiet two-seater booth and went to get me my glass of wine, a nice semi-local blanc de blanc. While she was gone i slipped out of my panties and tucked them in my purse.