I got a text this morning... "Room 529@Loyola Holiday Inn. Noon. Don't be late"
It was still fairly early for me. Took a second for it to register, but when it did the spark of anticipation shot down my spine and into my cock which immediately started throbbing. Afternoon meetings with my Nubian Queen, were always especially delicious, as it seemed the midday encounter really revved up her creativity.
Like a good bitch boy, I promptly knocked on the door at noon, and was greeted by Queen, wearing a white robe with her hair pulled back. She handed me a brown paper shopping bag, pushed me towards the bathroom, and told me I had 10 minutes to get ready.
I locked the door behind me, stripped myself nude, did a quick cursory pass with a razor over my cock and balls, and then opened the bag onto the floor. In it was a black lace bra, matching thong panties and garter, thigh high stockings, heels, lipstick, and a wig of strawberry blond hair. I pulled the stockings on, then the garter, then the bra, and stopped to admire myself in the mirror for a second. I'd fuck me.
I then threw the wig on, and put the lipstick on and let mistress know I was on my way out.
She had the shades pulled and the room darkened, so I couldn't immediately tell what she was wearing. As my eyes adjusted, I saw she was naked... Except for, wait, what... Is that... OMG, she's wearing a strap on!!