She had warned him on several occasions that if he did not satisfy her sexual needs then she would begin looking elsewhere. He had shrugged it off as idle threats until one day she called him into their home office and told him she was going out tomorrow night to meet someone who she hoped would satisfy her. He said ok still not believing her. The next evening she left the house and he noticed how stunning she looked in her fitted suit with stiletto boots. He began to realise that maybe she was telling the truth. It was too late she had driven off so he tried to call her mobile which was switched off. His mind raced who was she meeting and where and why?
She arrived at the hotel as arranged and met him in the foyer. He was she noticed very well spoken & polite. He offered to take her coat and they walked to the lift. They chatted for a while and drank a little champagne, she decided she liked him and stood up boldly and said shall we play. He told her previously about his fetish for latex, leather & boots and she had always liked the idea of experimenting with that kind of clothing. He told her that he had taken the liberty of bringing a few items for her and laid them out on the bed. She felt very excited as she looked at the clothing on the bed.
A shiny Black latex catsuit with matching gloves & hood. And a beautiful pair of Black leather 5inch stiletto heel thigh boots. She quickly stripped and started to pull on the catsuit once on it felt amazing almost like being hugged all over. It was incredibly tight yet so comfortable and held her in all of the nicest places she noticed. Next she put her feet into the boots which fit her foot like a glove she wondered if he had ordered them especially for her. She pulled the zips all the way up to her thigh. She noticed that they helped to support her on the spiky heels and she soon began to strut around the room with some confidence. The boots fitted her tightly and she loved the feel of them gripping her legs & ankles. She especially liked the creaking leather sound as she moved it was so sexy. The hood came next and it was devastating to wear, she felt like she could do or be anything she liked. It took away her identity and she liked that feeling very much. Finally came the gloves to finish the outfit skintight again yet so wonderful to wear. She looked at herself in the mirror and felt immediately turned on. The woman looking back at her was not herself it was some amazing rubberclad goddess, and so black & shiny.