Kate made her way downstairs, she could hear the children in the playroom and she wasn't quite ready to be a mother yet this morning. Quietly making her way to the kitchen, she was tired, hungover and her body ached.
She pressed the cappuccino button on her coffee machine and stared out the window. Her housekeeper already had washing drying outside, Kate watched as the array of clothes swayed in the breeze. She caught glimpses of the red lingerie she wore last night, hidden behind a bed sheet. But there was something else, purple lace that she recognised, but wasn't hers.
Kate started to replay the events of the previous night, trying to recall where she had seen that material. The smell off coffee filled her nose and the raucous sounds of her children playing echoed through the house as she ran through the evening.
The outfit was easy to pick, after the incredible success of her live stream, the Honey Birdette team had reached out to her assistant and sent her the latest version of their iconic Kukuro set in a gorgeous red. She had been looking for a reason to wear it and a charity ball fit the criteria perfectly. This was no ordinary ball though.
When the day arrived, Kate was utterly pampered, a morning in a spa, then a trip to the beautician to have her hair, makeup and nails done, her skin looked and felt incredible. Silky smooth and utterly flawless. But no sign of purple lingerie anywhere.
Her husband was keen to compliment her looks as they got the children into bed. He was staying at home to look after them and was VERY jealous. Kate made her way to the bedroom once the house was quite to get ready.
She carefully unpacked the new lingerie. Just as she had done with the black set she wore previously, she laid out its elaborate straps and buckles over her bed so she could admire it. With a happy smile, Kate made her way to her shoe collection, she knew exactly what she wanted. She pulled a box from the back of the cupboard and lifted the lid, inside was a pair of bright red, metallic platforms. A 6 inch heel and a 2 inch toe platform were exactly what she needed for a night like this.
William appears with a glass of champagne, handing it to Kate and making himself comfortable on a large wingback chair in the corner of the room. She takes a sip and places it on the bedside table before stripping out of the outfit she had worn all day.
William watches intently as his naked wife runs her hands over the lingerie in front of her. First she takes the red topped, seamed stockings and slides each one up her long, smooth legs. Then she gingerly steps into the heels, they're much higher than she is used to, but she is confident she can manage. It helps that they do incredible things for her legs.
Next the suspender belt, she steps into the garters and pulls the elaborate contraption up, fastening it around her waist. The straps tighten around her thighs and waist and it takes her a moment to get everything straight, its far from perfect. She walks over to her waiting husband, who is more than eager to help. Between the two of them, buckles are tightened, straps are fastened and stockings are straightened. Williams cock is throbbing so hard it might explode.
Kate takes the briefs, holding them up, a tangle of straps and metal work. She steps into them and pulls them up to cover her increasingly wet pussy. The excitement is almost too much to bear at this point. She drains the rest of the champagne and does a little twirl for her husband. The briefs feel amazing, they were here favourite part of the black set and the red ones are identical. A wonderful spiderweb of straps, that lift her arse in the most wonderful way. It felt divine.
Finally Kate takes the bra, slipping her arms into the straps and fastening it at the front. She adjusts the straps over her shoulders and watches as it magically lifts her breasts, making them look incredible. She turns to admire herself in the mirror, but her husbands expression tells her everything she needs to know. Still, she approaches the full length mirror and admires herself from all sides, making a few tiny adjustments here and there to ensure everything is perfectly tight.
She turns back to face William, only to find him holding a butt plug with a matching red jewel in the end. Kate opens her mouth to complain, but stops herself, and with a smile slinks towards him. She bends over his lap, her arse readily available too him through the strappy back of the briefs.
He squeezes her arse, then slides his hand down between her legs and inside the briefs to her wet pussy. It's impossible for Kate to get dressed up like this and not get immensely turned on. Two of his fingers slide inside her, then his thumb presses against her tight little arsehole. She lets out a moan of delight, After a few seconds, his thumb moves away, replaced by the plug.
William starts to slowly fuck her with his fingers as he pushes the large, metal plug against her arse hole. He waits, watching her relax and letting it slide inside, then lets go and lets it sink into her by itself. Kate groans loudly, Williams fingers going deeper inside her pussy as the plug sinks into her arse.
With his other hand, he pushes her head over so he can see her face. The perfect princess is laid over his lap in the most incredible lingerie, slutty heels with his hand and a big butt plug inside her and she clearly loves it. Just as the two of them are enjoying that moment, car headlights appear and its time for Kate to leave.
As she gets off his lap, William offers her his fingers to lick clean. Which she does, obediently and with a lot of enjoyment before making her way downstairs to the waiting car. She picks out a long coat, that she can button up to conceal the ravishing outfit underneath and struts out the door to the waiting car.
30 minutes later a very excited Kate is getting out the back of the car in an underground carpark beneath a very nice hotel in the centre of London. A smartly dressed doorman opens the door for her, she elegantly slides out, the coat falling open and showing just enough leg to get the man instantly rock hard. She shows him a business card sized invite and he motions towards the door. Another doorman is tending to a guest list and Kate breezes past him and inside.
The room is dark, the walls and floor a deep red. It has a vaguely burlesque vibe, but in the classiest way possible. A cloakroom attendant takes Kates coat, her mouth dropping open in awe as the lingerie clad princess slinks away down the short hallway and into the ballroom. The Burlesque theme continues, a stage fills one wall, with a short walk way in front of it. A bar stretches the length of another and candlelit tables fill the centre.
Kate, trying to avoid a grand entrance immediately veers right and makes her way into a more secluded part of the large room. A theatre style circle of seating, that won't be used tonight, provides a low hung roof and beneath it a series of booths, some with tables in the centre, others just benches and an empty space in the centre. One has a pole in place of the table and each has curtains so the occupants can choose to conceal themselves if they wish.
Kate makes her way along the row of booths, all but one of them are empty. She pauses to admire the scene before her and a waiter brings her a glass of champagne. Spread out on the table is a very beautiful, young blonde woman, her hair hanging off one end and her legs hanging off the other. Her hands are squeezing her breasts and her back is arched just a little. She's almost naked, except for stockings and suspenders, an expensive looking stiletto is laid on the floor, the other one will be joining it shortly as it dangles from her toes.
Between the woman's thighs, a muscular guy is hungrily devouring her pussy. Kates hand idly wanders to her own wet folds as she watches. Sensing the woman is close to orgasm, he pushes her legs up, his hands gripping her thighs, this lets him slide two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. Kate can see the exact moment he finds her gspot, her back arches more, her hands pulling at her nipples as her legs start to tremble. It's a glorious sight, the woman's toned body quivering and trembling as he takes her to the brink of orgasm and holds her there for a moment. Kate almost spills her champagne watching the scene in front of her.
After what seems like an eternity for the woman, a deft flick of his tongue sends her spiralling into ecstasy. He doesn't let up though, her clit is sucked into his mouth, his tongue caresses it over and over, relentlessly. The sounds coming from the woman's mouth are enough to drive Kate wild, let along the sight of her body exploding.
Eventually she calms down and the guy pulls himself away. He motions for Kate to come over and offers her his glistening fingers. She sucks them into her mouth, holding his wrist as she tastes the woman's pussy, its divine, the smell and taste of it fill Kates senses for a moment before the guy pulls away to clean himself up. The woman just lays there, sighing to herself.
Kate wanders onwards towards her favourite table, its at the back in the corner, where she can see most of the room. It's reserved for her and a bottle of champagne is already there waiting. She takes a seat and fills her glass, she's a little disappointed to find that her favourite place, The Playroom, is already taken. Its a small room to the side of the stage, the door and windows are curtained off and the Occupied sign outside is lit.
A moment later, the young woman walks over to Kate and asks to join her. They introduce each other by first name and sit and chat for a moment, both topping up their glasses from the bottle of champagne until its empty. They're both regulars at this event, however they have never met before, which is unusual.