Sarah and I enjoyed lunch and coffee in town. We chatted about everything and anything, as we watched the world go by. As shoppers rushed past I found myself feeling almost guilty that I had nothing pressing which needed doing that weekend. The only thing pressing in fact was my cock in the waistband of my pants as my mind drifted to the morning's revelation that Sarah had a thing for both anal sex and being tied up. Exactly how much bum and how much bondage I didn't know yet but it was distracting me plenty!
"Hey," Sarah threw a sachet of sugar at me, "Hello!"
"Sorry, I got distracted.. er, just wondering.."
"You're thinking about my arse, aren't you? Come on, admit it." She laughed.
"Keep it down, there's people listening," I hissed, blushing.
"You prude, are you sure you're up for it?"
"Yeah, I just don't think everyone wants to know about it!"
Sarah nodded at a passing woman, probably our age or maybe a year or two older.
"What do you think of her shoes? Should I wear something like that, or something less practical. High, bedroom only heels or maybe boots? Look at them; imagine them resting on your arse while you fuck me."
The woman's heels were a dark, blood red and about 4" high. They were hot and her legs - she was wearing skinny jeans - looked great in them, I had to admit.
"I didn't say look at her arse, just the shoes!" scolded Sarah.
"I can't win, can I? You tell me to look and then tell me off for looking too much!" We both laughed. "What would you wear with them? In bed, I mean"
"What would you like? A basque? A corset? Maybe nothing else, just the heels on their own would be best. You tell me"
"It all sounds amazing. Have you been planning this? Do you have it already?"
"I have a few pairs of heels which might be suitable and maybe some underwear but I have some other ideas, too. I think I need to go shopping. Disappear for an hour or two and I'll see you back at the car."
Normally I'd be bored witless spending that long on my own in town but on this occasion I thought I might just about manage. I mooched about the shops, stopped for another coffee and killed the time until eventually my phone rang.
"Okay, I'm done, I'll be back at the car in 5, babe."
I hurried back to the carpark and saw Sarah closing the boot as I arrived.
"Hey! All sorted?"
"I think so. I guess we'll find out later, right?"
As we got in the car, Sarah leaned over and kissed me.
"I am so horny right now, let's get back home. Is it too early to go to bed?"
"Funny you should say that, I was wondering that too!"
Back at the house, Sarah collected her shopping bags from the boot as I unlocked the front door.
"Turn around, no peeking!"
"I wasn't!"
"You were! Hmm, is it too early for a glass of wine?"
"We're grownups and it's a Saturday - we can do what we like."
"Okay, grab a bottle of white - there's one in the fridge - and I'll stash this lot upstairs."
"You're hiding it?" I said, feigning disappointment.
"Don't worry, you'll see it soon. I promise. Give me five minutes."
She took her glass from me and headed up the stairs.
I pottered about, resisting the urge to play with my stiff cock. Should I crack one out now so I'd last longer later?
"Okay, ready, come and get me!"
I ran up the stairs and into the bedroom, not wondering quite what to expect. My jaw almost hit the floor.
Sarah stood in the middle of the bedroom, legs slightly apart, wearing nothing but a pair of black patent leather heels and a shiny basque which pushed her tits up, enhancing her already fantastic cleavage.
"What do you think? Not too S&M is it? I love the straps and buckles. It's quite tight but I think that's how it should be, right? Just wondering if I should wear pants with it."
"It's perfect like that. Can I take a photo?"
"A photo, why?"
"Wank bank material!" I laughed.
"You're despicable. Go on then"
I took out my phone and pointed.
"Oh, hold on, one more thing."
Sarah reached into a bag open on the bed and took out what looked like a thick dog collar but made from the same material as her basque, with rings at several points. She put it on and buckled it tight before posing.
"Now I'm ready."
I took a couple of photos and wondered if I should make the first move but Sarah moved first, reaching for my belt and pulling me in close, lightly biting my lip before kissing me hard.
"Are you staying dressed or are you joining me?" She whispered and jumped on to the bed, leaning back against the pillows, and sliding a couple of fingers between her legs as I stripped off my clothes, my cock springing forward as I pulled down my pants. Sarah watched my undressing while slowly fingering her clit.
"I'm glad I didn't put panties on, they'd have been ruined - I'm absolutely dripping!" She licked her fingers before delving then back into her slick snatch.
"What else did you buy?" I asked as I stroked my cock, watching Sarah's fingers slide in deeper and quicker.
"You'll find out later. What do you think I got? What do you hope I got?"
"Er, handcuffs?"
"Maybe"
"A dildo?"
"I had plenty of those already"
"Oh."
I had no idea. I suppose it wasn't that big a surprise, right? I mean, every woman has a dildo or two stashed away in her pants drawer or bedside table.
"Okay then, go on, I'll show you."
She reached into one of her bags and pulled out a pair of cuffs to match her collar; wide and robust with rings and a snaplock to join them together. A blindfold followed. Leather I think.
"I like the idea of you taking control and, you know.. doing things to me without me knowing what's coming next." She smiled and put it down with the cuffs.
Next came a butt plug, about 4 or 5 inches long, quite wide and made of a purple rubbery material, with a suction cup on its flared base.
