[Hi, I'm not the same 26 year old stay-at-home mom I used to be. My birthday was last week and I'm not really a stay-at-home mom anymore. Anyway, since I've scheduled most of my classes for evening I still get to stay at home most days sitting in my panties and writing down my fantasies. One of those fantasies is doing a threesome with my husband and a friend but I've never been brave enough to ask a friend to join us.]
Charlotte sat on the end of her bed getting ready for tonight's birthday party for Tony. First she put on her white satin panties then a single black lace garter belt pulling it up her leg about half way between her knee and her pussy.
Next she put on her 4 inch black stilettos. Charlotte was 5'10" in bare feet so the stilettos would have her towering over most every one at the party. Then she attached two nipple clamps to her nipples. The clamps were attached to each other by a thin silver chain.
Finally she pulled on the black spandex hood. The tight hood clung to her face. There were no eye, nose, mouth nor ear holes. The fabric was thin enough to let her breathe but thick enough block out the light.
Charlotte wouldn't be able to see anyone at the party tonight. But she knew her way around the house well enough that she would be able to mingle with the guests easily. And she would probably recognize most of the voices.
As Tony greeted their guests he told them they could caress any part of Charlotte's body but they had to be gentle. A small tug on the nipple clamps, a finger rubbing her pussy or a hand running up her ass crack was ok but it had to be gentle.
When it was time for the raffle Charlotte stood in the middle of the living. "Hi, I'm sure you know it's Tony's birthday today. For his birthday present I promised him a
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. That is, if one of you is willing to join us. Every one was given a ticket stub when they arrived this evening. I'm going to pick the winning ticket." She held up a bowl full of ticket stubs.
"There is no pressure. If you don't want to join us simply don't respond if your ticket number is called. No one will know if your ticket was pulled except you. I will pull tickets until we get a volunteer - boy or girl!"
Charlotte pulled a ticket stub. It wasn't until she pulled the eighth ticket that she heard a woman screaming, "Bingo! Bingo!" Charlotte recognized the voice as that of Amanda from down the street. She was a small petite woman with long black hair.
She ran up and gave Charlotte a big hug and whispered in her ear, "You look so hot tonight. My panties are soaking wet just thinking about you in bed."