Siren looked in, what she liked to call, her 'box of tricks' and nodded in satisfaction. Everything she needed was there, the scarves, the vibrator and the flavoured lubricant; she paused when she ran her hand over the vibrator. She was already turned on just thinking about what she was going to do later; she glanced at the bedside clock.
"Damn, I don't have time" she muttered to herself with some regret as she pushed the box next to the bed and hurried off to shower.
She turned the tap on hard and gasped as she stepped under the stream of icy cold water, her nipples hardened in response. Grabbing the soap she quickly worked up lather and started to soap herself. She lingered over her breasts, her nipples were rock hard and almost painful to touch. She reminded herself she had no time to play and hurriedly washed. Stepping out of the shower, shivering from the cold she wrapped a towel around herself and moved back into her bedroom. Grabbing her body lotion she sat in front of the mirror and poured a generous amount of cream into her hands. Bending down she rubbed the cream into her calves and moved her hands in tandem up her legs, over her knees, up the inside of her thighs. Looking up she caught her reflection in the mirror and watched her hands moving over her legs. She was completely shaven and felt almost detached watching her own hands touching herself. Imagining her hands were Retro's, she slid them along her inner thighs spreading her legs wide apart. The tips of her fingers met over her pussy lips, still watching her reflection, she parted her lips until she could see her clit sitting there, longing to be touched, licked and sucked on. Just as she was about to rub herself to orgasm, a noise startled her.
"Damnit woman, get a hold of yourself" she scolded, leaping off the bed and realising how much time she'd wasted sitting there daydreaming. She badly needed some release but knew that holding off would just make the evening that much more exciting. Grinning to herself she started to dress.
Siren looked in the mirror again and nodded satisfied, the white g/string that Retro had bought her looked beautiful teemed with her white suspender belt and stockings. She adjusted the straps on the lacy white bra and nodded again. Yes, that would do nicely. She slipped the dress over her head and pulled it into place.
She'd told Retro that he was to let himself in, take off his clothes and lie down on her bed, close his eyes and under no circumstances was he allowed to open them again until she said so.
She heard him turn the key in the front door and hurried into the bathroom. Slipping a hand into her panties she fondled her clit, whilst she watched him walk into the bedroom, strip and lie on the bed.