We handed the joint back and forth as we passed each other getting dressed for our night out. Camille paused and dropped her towel, giving me a nice look at her round brown ass.
"Stop....bend over Camille, show me that wet pussy, baby".
I couldn't help myself, this was the first time in our long relationship that I was being given total nasty perverted freedom, and I was taking every advantage!
She stood 6 feet from me, spreading her ass cheeks, looking totally humiliated. I closed the distance between us in 3 quick steps. I laid my arm across her lower back holding her in place and brought my other hand down sharp across her exposed pussy...
"I've been a bad girl she said quietly" I knew then it was on!! (It was the phrase we had agreed on weeks before that meant "total" trust invoked)
I slid my hand along her wet slit, stopping at her hard clit, softly spanking it, and pinching it, her pussy juices now flowing down my arm.
"Get dressed..." I stood and crossed the room, catching sight of Camille in the mirror as she righted herself on trembling legs, pussy juice now dripping down her thighs.
I closed the door behind me and stood in the hallway. This was requiring a lot more will power than I had imagined. My pussy was throbbing; I crossed the hall to the guest bathroom and closed the door, part one of my plan didn't allow Camille to touch my pussy (that may need to change this weekend had just begun!) . I slid my hand into my panties and rubbed my hard clit feverishly, I came within seconds grabbing the door handle for support.
I quickly dressed in black leggings and a long silver and black tailored suit jacket, with knee high black boots with a silver heel, my black sheer bra exposing itself every time I moved; my nipples hard and aching for exposure.
Camille met me downstairs wearing the outfit I left for her, (nothing she would have worn on her own of course, which made it outrageously exciting!) The silky flowing black material of the wide legged pants flowing over her round ass and full hips; the open long shirt with her beautiful huge tits pushed up and out of a tight silver sequined camisole made me weak....
I was stunned to see her looking so sexually eager, oozing a feminine sensuality I had almost forgotten; we'd been together for years those days were only memories. And never had she worn such feminine clothes, it just wasn't her, but damn she wore them well.....too well....
I let her come to me and turned her around reaching into the back of her pants, sliding my hand down the outside of the snug fitting silky panty girdle I had selected for her. I squeezed her pussy through the crotch of her panties feeling the thin padding of the adult diaper I had left for her to wear...I knew this was way over the top and she was humiliated, but then that was the point.
"I hope you remembered your extras...I like it when my nasty bitch is prepared..." I whispered in her ear, my voice trembling with desire, my tits straining against her back...
I could feel her tense as I slid two of my fingers into her pussy, which was wet with renewed anticipation; I slowly slipped my fingers out and along her asshole lubing her sweet hole until she moaned. With my +other arm I reached across her chest and pulled her against me, whispering in her ear.
"I believe you have something for me."
Camille opened her hand, offering the small purple rippled anal plug.
I slipped the plug in her tight ass quickly, pressing it firmly between her cheeks, pulling her thin diaper and tight panties up, which would no doubt hold it right where it was.. I reached up and pulled her camisole down, her new bra left her nipples totally exposed, I couldn't have been more thrilled to have those huge dark nipples so available! I rubbed them between my thumb and finger, finally shaking them firmly. Camille moaned, grinding her ass against me...
"Let's go, we have plans, our bags are in the car...." I said dropping her tits back into the camisole, rubbing my hands along her ass as I stepped away.
