Sally wasn’t sure if Pete would be able to make it - she knew how difficult it was for him to get away but she was ready and waiting anyway. She was wearing a cotton white blouse which just came to the top of her thighs and a pair of high heeled black boots, underneath she had on black stockings and suspenders, this was the only underwear she had on except for the enormous black strap-on she had bought some time earlier! She had a small butt-plug in her ass that was quite short but very wide and she knew she was full with the strap on strap holding it in place. She tried to conceal the strap-on inside the blouse so she could surprise Pete with it when he put his hands inside her shirt but it was quite difficult to keep hidden, as it was so big. Ah well, she'd just have to hope that he made a grab for her as soon as he came in then there'd be less chance of him seeing it first. Either way she was dripping wet at the thought.
Just then there was a light tap at the door, she looked through the curtains and saw his car parked under the lamp. She opened the door to let him in and watched his face as he took in her outfit, sure enough he didn’t waste any time in reaching inside her blouse, exposing her breasts and then looking down and seeing the huge strap-on between her legs - his face was a picture - she knew how much it turned him on to see her dressed as a slut like this and she was only too happy to oblige.
It had been so long since they'd been together like this and she couldn’t wait to feel his fingers exploring her cunt and playing with her clit again - she gently guided his hands down from her tits and he knew exactly what she wanted - no-one did this to her as well as he did - he knew just where and how to touch and it was as good as she remembered and had fantasised about so often. She just leaned against the front door in all her glory as Pete touched the strap on and eased the strap aside to finger her cunt. She was wet and his single finger slipped in and rubbed her urethra and upwards to her clit – she nearly fainted as he squeezed it and rubbed it in circles. All of a sudden he stopped and pushed his finger to her lips – she sucked her juices from his finger with a long sigh. She pulled him into the room, made him stand in the middle of the room and slowly began to undress him.
As he stood there she removed every last piece of clothing until he was naked with a stiff cock – which she avoided touching. She picked up the blindfold and placed it over her eyes. He was starting to breath heavy as he loved to be dominated as well as dominate and Sally knew all the soft touches that made him shake with horniness and the hard touches that made him almost empty his balls without even a touch.
Some time ago she had bought some underwear for him and this was laid out waiting. It was a pair of ladies pants with huge tassels at each side, which she was looking forward to unfastening to reveal his throbbing cock. She also had the exact same stockings and suspenders that she was wearing, in his size. This was a game the both loved – something to do with the role reversals and taboos behind cross-dressing. She knew he would be happy to wear anything she had bought for him - there was no longer any embarrassment between them, they had talked about and tried so many things that sometimes it was as if they read each others minds. Although it was difficult for them to meet as often as they would like, somehow this added to the excitement and when they did meet there was never any hesitation, they just carried on as if they had never been apart.
Once he was blindfolded and totally naked she could not resist lowering her head to him and sucking just the tip of his cock while easing her hand round to his ass and gently teasing around the outside with her fingers. Just enough to let him know what was to come. She reluctantly stopped doing this while she ran the stockings and pants she had bought for him all over his chest and cock, up between his ass cheeks, all over his thighs and up to his nose. They smelled of her perfume and made his cock throb, almost painfully.
She sat him on the sofa and pulled the stockings on, lightly touching his cock, by accident of course. She stood him up and fastened the suspender belt around his waist and attached the straps. His cock and ass were perfectly framed by the sheer material. Now was the time for those silky pants – which were bought one size too small to really make the feeling sexy. Getting his cock into them was impossible so she let the head peek out and planted a wet sloppy kiss right on the end, picking up some precum on her tongue that she licked her lips with.