All the card said was "Put this on and be ready at 3:00." The box had been delivered by his driver, Kevin, earlier in the day. I still wasn't sure what to make of it. The card had come attached to a white box. In the box was a short, and I do mean short, black leather skirt, a black lace top that looked like it would barely cover me, a black satin half-cup bra that was one cup size smaller than I normally wear and a pair of 3-inch glossy black stiletto heels. He'd never wanted me to dress this way before. He always insisted on elegant clothes and sexy lingerie. This was something completely different.
As 2:00 rolled by, I started to dress. I had showered earlier, rubbing my body with his favorite scents. I'd left my hair down, letting it roll just to my shoulders. As I pulled the black bra on, I had to gently tuck my breasts into each cup. Even doing this, my nipple sat above the rim of the cup, resting against the satin like it was a pillow. As I reached for the black lace top I realized the article of clothing missing. Panties. Not even a thong had been included in the box. I felt warm thinking about wearing the skirt without anything underneath it. Where was he taking me? What was he expecting?
I pulled the top over my head and found that it just barely fell to underneath my breasts. My stomach was exposed. Even more disturbing was that the lace allowed my bare nipples to rub directly against the material. The crinkle of the lace caused my nubs to harden. If you looked closely, you could even see my nipples through the lace. Reaching for the skirt, I slowly stepped into it. Pulling it up over my hips, I realized it was going to be very tight. As I zipped it, I felt the leather conform to my body. Looking in the mirror I saw that the hem of the skirt just barely fell below my ass. As long as I didn't bend over - at all - I would be fine. I wished I had panties to cover me.
As Kevin knocked on the front door, I was slipping my feet into the heels. I felt slutty but I was also aroused. What was this game about? Kevin's eyes moved over me slowly as I walked past him out the door. Kevin has seen me naked on many occasions, even being allowed to fuck me once or twice before. With my lover watching or participating, of course. As his lips curved into a slow smile, I felt my juices start to flow. As I walked to the car, the lace top moved slightly with each step, causing the material to rub against my nipples. Each step was causing me to feel the sensation over and over again. By the time I reached the car, I was fully aroused already.
Kevin opened the door for the me. As I crawled into the car, I had to bend, causing my skirt to pull up over my ass. My pussy was fully exposed to Kevin. My lover smiled at me from across the car, a drink in his hand. As I sat, Kevin closed the door and walked around to the front.
I looked at my lover, meeting his eyes and wondering what he was playing at. His eyes roamed over me, taking in the low top which was barely concealing me and the short skirt that was riding up my thighs. My pussy was just barely visible as I sat, my legs together.
"Perfect. I knew this outfit would suit you. How do you feel?"
His voice was low, soothing but strangely erotic. That was always part of what made me want him.
"I feel exposed. Aroused. Uncomfortable."
"Good."
He didn't say anything for several minutes as we drove out of my neighborhood. Kevin headed for the freeway. I didn't ask where we were going. There was no point. Anyway, I had a feeling he wouldn't tell me.
"Open your legs a little. Let me see you."
I parted my legs. My skirt pushed up higher on my thighs, nearly around my hips. I looked down and saw the pink of my pussy fully exposed. I could see the slick wetness of my arousal around my lips.
"Your pussy is wet, darling. Are you wet? Are you thinking about me touching and licking your sweet cunt? Do you want me to touch you? To roll my tongue around your clit, making it hard?"
I moaned just at listening to his words. I nodded, unable to speak. How could he arouse me like this without even touching me? How could he effect me so much?
I watched as he slipped his middle finger into his drink, moving it in slow circles around the glass. The ice bumped against each other as he stirred his scotch.
"Open your legs further. Wider."
I opened my legs wider for him. It was almost as if it was in slow motion as he lifted his finger from his drink and brought his finger to my pussy. His finger gently moved over my lips, coating my pussy in scotch. I moaned at the contact. The icy wetness. Again, he wetted his finger in his drink and brought it back to me. This time, his finger slowly penetrated my lips, moving up and down, coating the inside of my pussy. I arched, wanting more. His finger felt so good as he painted me with his scotch. When his finger left me, I felt empty and on edge.
"Now when I taste you later, we'll see if you still taste like scotch or if you're juices overpower the drink and give me something else to taste."
Just the thought of him licking me later caused me to moan. Suddenly the car stopped. Kevin was opening my door before I knew it. I slowly exited the car, as easily as I could in my skirt. We were at a mall. An expensive mall based on the stores. My lover stepped out of the car and nodded to Kevin. Putting his hand on the small of my back, my lover guided me towards the door of the mall. I was scared suddenly. I couldn't go in public wearing this outfit. I was too exposed. What if someone noticed I had no panties on? What if my nipples poked out of my top? As I thought about all the reasons I couldn't possibly walk into this mall looking the way I did, those same thoughts were making me more aroused. My pussy was getting even wetter, my heart was beating faster in anticipation.
Leaning close to me, my lover whispered in my ear, "You'll walk just a little in front of me. I want to watch you walk in those heels and that skirt. I want to watch your ass sway as you walk. I want to watch other men looking at you. Wanting you."
As soon as we stepped inside the mall, he fell back behind me. I was conscious of his eyes on my ass as I walked. I could almost feel his eyes burning into my skin. Men were watching me, smiling, leering. My nipples crunched to even tighter nubs against the lace. We walked the mall for ten minutes before my lover touched my back, his hand moving down to cover my ass.
"Go into that store and head to the women's department. I want to look at shoes."
As I walked through the store, I felt every eye on me. Male and female. My body was so tight, so aroused I thought I might explode into an orgasm just walking in public. When I reached the women's shoe department, I stopped and looked at my lover. He headed for the clerk, a man about 25, tall, good looking. As he looked at me, his eyes nearly popped out of his head. I shifted unconsciously, the action rubbing my legs together, which also managed to cause friction to my pussy. I heard my lover point to a pair of shoes and say I wanted to try them on. As the man returned with the box, I started to step out of my heels, intending to try them on standing up. My lover had other ideas.
"Sit."
I knew what was going to happen. Heat flushed my body as I slowly lowered myself into a chair. My skirt pulled up, exposing my pussy. I tried to keep my hands in my lap, covering as best I could. My lover's look told me that was unacceptable. Putting my hands on the arms of the chair, I looked at him as he smiled. The clerk knelt down in front of me, lifting my left leg to remove my black shoe. The action caused my skirt to ride up more, giving him a full view of my naked pussy. His eyes focused on my cunt. I could almost feel him wanting to lean in a touch it. I wanted him to. I wanted someone to touch me before I imploded. My body felt flushed, from both embarrassment and need.
"She has a beautiful pussy, doesn't she?"
My lover was egging the poor clerk on. I felt the heat of my body go up a notch or two. The clerk nearly dropped the shoe he was holding as he nodded his head. His eyes were locked on my pussy. He slipped the shoe on my foot and then raised my other foot. His eyes never leaving my exposed pussy. My lover looked at me. I knew I was supposed to stand up. Looking at the clerk, I slowly stood in the new heels. The clerk stayed crouched in front of me. As I stood, my pussy was at eye level for him. My skirt was so tight, when I stood, it stayed bunched at my lower hips. My pussy had to be dripping.
"Walk towards that curtain, then turn around and walk back. Don't pull on your skirt. Leave it."
I walked slowly across the floor. I looked around, hoping no one was there to see my humiliation. Thankfully, no one was. Except the clerk, who was standing next to my lover now. Lowering my eyes, I saw the bulge in his pants. Suddenly, I knew I wanted to fuck him. I needed a cock. I needed to release the tension building in my body. I needed an orgasm.
As I walked back, my lover smiled. Putting his hands on my hips, he slowly smoothed down my skirt, pushing it back down to cover me. I nearly exploded from his touch through the leather.
"I don't think we'll take the shoes. But thank you for showing them to us."
With his hand on my elbow, my lover held me as I slid my feet from the store heels and back into my own, I contemplated what could be next.
Without saying a word, my lover guided me to the lingerie section. He stopped to look at various pieces. At a display for lace thongs, he picked up a pink one. Holding it up, he ran it across his cheek. I couldn't help but watch.
"It's so soft. Just a little lighter in color than your pussy. Did you know that?"
My pussy was dripping again. How could my juices not be running down my leg? How could I still stand there when all I wanted was to collapse in a heap and give myself a much needed orgasm? Guiding me to the counter, he paid the clerk for the panties and stuffed them in his pocket.