This story is about a girl, Nikky not getting enough attention from his boyfriend and decided to go on her own adventure. Hope you like it.
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Dearest,
Honey. I have to tell... to confess to you this... I wanted to tell you face to face, but you were out too fast this morning.
First of all, don't blame yourself after finished reading this. It is not my purpose to upset you with this. While reading this, I want to always remember you are the one I love.
Last weekend, you worked both Saturday and Sunday, just like the week before. I knew you were being responsible in your job. I supposed you have forgotten about our date with your friend John and his girlfriend to play tennis. I went. Because John called me twice insisted me to go saying that his girlfriend wanted to know me. So, I went.
I know. John is bad. You have told me many times, and I have seen how he behaved in several occasions. But I thought this time his girl friend will be around, it would be OK for me.
That was a nice day to play tennis, except it was a bit warm later. I wore the tennis skirt and mini top you brought me. Don't worry; I wore my panties and bra, the 'naked underneath' only happened when you are around, and not anybody else.
We started playing pretty well. John was well behaved too. But not until later... I found John kept checking me out ... my boobs and my ass.
I was a bit embarrassed at the beginning. But later, I began to enjoy it. During the lunch, I purposely leaned forward many times to let him have a better view of my cleavage. It was very exciting... to let him watch my boobs, to let him watch the boobs that you love to squeeze, hold, lick, bite and fuck! To be honors, I pulled down my top to reveal more when his girlfriend was not paying attention. I felt so naughty and sexy doing it!
John was really bad! He then openly commented how nice my boobs looked and he was jealous because you are the one can touch them not him. I was so embarrassed. To my surprise, his girlfriend did not upset about it. She even asked me to join her to take off our bra so that John will have two pairs of braless boobs hanging in front of him during our lunch.
I hope you are not upset.... I did as told. We went to the toilet and we removed our bra in no time and back to John. My boobs were bouncing under the tight tops and my nipple, erect nipples were outlined. While walking from the toilet back to our table, several men stared at our boobs... I was pretty excited and wet!
Back to my seat, I was too embarrassed to look at John. He kept praising both of us. His girlfriend asked me to relax and kept telling me that man just like to watch, it's harmless. I guessed so. She later asked whether she could touch my boobs. She said actually John was the one wanted to feel my boobs, but thinking that I may upset. So she would feel my boobs on behalf of him.
I was shocked. But then I said yes! She slowly cupped and squeezed my boobs softly. It was so erotic, to let a lady to touch me in the middle of a restaurant, in front of her boyfriend and also a friend yours!
My nipples erected further under her caress. Later she went underneath my tops and stroked my boobs directly. I found a few people noticed us, but I was too weak to stop her... to excited and did not want to let go!
I still did not gather enough courage to look at John.
His girlfriend eventually stopped playing at my boobs. Before she retreated her hand, she pulled my tops down to reveal more of my boobs. I saw my nipples... rock hard like bullets. Can you imagine how it feels like having such erect hard nipples under a flimsy tops in the middle of the restaurant? I felt so exposed and so 'naked'.
Then his girlfriend started to play with her own boobs and let John watch. I went back to my lunch and pretended eating.
Suddenly, John touched my thighs under the table. I almost chocked by the surprise. Her girlfriend was interrupted a while but quickly went back to her job and did not notice us.
He went fast to my crotch and stroked my pussy. I was wearing my panties, but it was too soft and thin to conceal any details of my pussy to his touch. Slowly, he gained more access down to my softest spot of my sex. He must have noticed how wet I became. He sniffed his finger several times that stained with my juice. Later he even picked up his food with his fingers after poking at my wet pussy, and he licked them. He was really bad, really naughty.
I am sorry honey. I knew I should not be doing it; Letting John to watch my boobs, taking off my bra in a restaurant, let his girlfriend to touch my boobs and worst; let John feel my pussy! But it happened so naturally at that moment.
I am sorry. I want you to know that you are the one I love. Regardless of what I did...
I went home quickly after the lunch and I... I touched myself until I came.
I sent you several SMS asking you to come home ASAP, but you did not reply and you did not come home as I wished.
I slept for the whole afternoon... naked... with my curtain and windows all opened, just like when I touched myself to orgasm earlier. A strange thought came into my mind... I hope someone opposite will notice me... and watch me...
I woke up after 3 hours of sleep and you told me you wouldn't be back until evening. I know you must be very busy.
I took a light dinner and soon found myself wet again. Honey, I really missed you... and needed you.
It was satisfying to touch myself but I decided I should stop and wait for you. But I can't control myself. I found myself kept grinding my pussy onto the leather sofa almost 'unconsciously'. I striped naked... completely in the guest room with the curtain wide opened. Just hope someone opposite may peep into our house and find me 'interesting'.
I must be processed... Many naughty thoughts came into my mind.
I know I have to stop and wait for you. So I decided to really put a stop to my wild behavior.
But I failed to stop.
I went to you drawer that you keep all your 'stuff'. I know you told me not to 'disturb' your drawer. But I have been checking out you drawer because you never lock them. Or you purposely let them unlocked and so that I would curious? I took out the latex mini dress, the fench net design; so called fishnet 'pantyhose', the chain and the handcuff.
Your fence net pantyhose was really wicked! Fence net pantyhose with just the net! And to my disappointment, that it was too small. I thought you know my measurements. It was too tight and too small... especially at the bottom; the net was too tight practically buried into the crack of my swollen pussy and kept scratching my clit. I felt like a slut wearing it!
Then again you latex mini dress! Too small also! Too tight on the top and too short at the bottom! Never able to cover my pussy no matter how much I pulled the hem. My pussy kept showing out below! Luckily I shaved.
Honey, tell me what's in your mind when are you buy this? Are you thinking of me wearing it to do shopping in a mall or bring me to some kind of 'party' to showoff to your perverted friends? Promise me that you wouldn't leave me alone to face your friends if one day I really wear them. OK?
I still sent you messages, hoping that you come home soon.
My hands became restless again and began to finger my pussy 'restrained' under the fishnet again. My juice soaked the fishnet, spread all over my crotch and stained the sofa as well. The room was filled with the smell of my sex!
Then finally you reply, 'packing now, bak in 30 mins...'
I knew the time has come. I connected the chain to the iron grill of the sliding door, then without second thought I handcuffed myself to the chain. So, you would definitely find your horny, wicked handcuffed slut the moment you come home. How's that?
I lay on my back. The hem barely covered my crotch. The more I move, the more the hem rose up my tummy, revealing more and more of my pussy. But my hands were already cuffed. I was helpless about it. I guessed I just have to leave it showing and I thought you wouldn't mind.
It was a long wait. Finally I heard sound of our door opening. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended like sleeping. You did take a long time to open the door this time. Why? Were you excited too?
You finally opened the door and found me! You found me sleeping on the sofa, knee folded and my hem just laying on my tummy, my hands rose over my head, cuffed and chained to the iron grill, my boobs hardly contained inside your favorite latex mini dress.
My heart pumped like horse, and my whole body was on fire!
You kept quiet and I heard you walked away instead of coming strait to me. I wondered why.