Barbara Mason had smoothed down her black pencil skirt and straightened the seams on her shiny black silk stockings when the telephone rang.
She reached over to her bedside table and took the phone out of its cradle before answering it.
'Hello?'
'Hello darling,' a posh voice purred.
'Oh, Hi Audrey.'
'Are you ready for him?'
'Yes I just have to put on my heels and I'll be ready.'
'Do you think he's what we've been looking for?'
'Well he does seem eager and shy but the best thing is I'm sure he's submissive.' replied Mrs Mason.
Audrey Chartwell was a tall, slim, fifty two year old widow.
She was a very attractive woman and like Barbara Mason and their other friend Celia Harrison she was fed up of guys hitting on them then disappearing out of their lives once they'd had what they wanted..
She was wealthy in her own right after a profitable divorce and had more recently been widowed, her late wealthy husband dying of a heart attack. She lived in a large detached house about a quarter of a mile from Barbara.
All three ladies had drawn up a list of attributes they required from a male partner.
The list wasn't long but all three had included two requirements which was that they had to be young and submissive. So far they hadn't been successful in seducing anyone like that until Barbara had found Peter.
Back at Barbara Mason's house she had just slipped into her four inch classy shiny black heels when the doorbell rang.
After looking in the hall mirror to check on her appearance she opened the door.
'Peter, so glad you could make it. Please come in.'
After she'd closed and locked the door she told Pete to follow her into the sitting room.
Pete got a good look at what she was wearing and noted she was in all black. Black silk blouse, tight black pencil skirt with her curly blonde hair placed up in a bun. Black stockings and shiny black heels.
She took a seat in the centre of the sofa while Pete looked around for somewhere to sit. As he made his way to an armchair she ordered him to stop.
She crossed her legs and Pete heard the whisper of her stockings as they rasped together.
'So Peter, come and stand in front of me and tell me what you remember about your last visit here?'
An embarrassed Pete looked down at the lounge carpet and muttered something incoherent.
'Come along Peter. Surely you remember? It was only two days ago. You must remember losing your virginity don't you?'
'Ye...yes. I do. And it was lovely,' he added blushingly.
Mrs Mason smiled and uncrossed her legs.
'Peter why don't you kneel down.'
As he knelt Mrs Mason opened her legs to show off the tops of her silky black stockings held up by black suspenders and her shaven wet pussy.
'Peter, come and show me what you learned last time. Use your mouth on me and make me cum!'
Pete shuffled over to Mrs Mason but before he could dip his head she grabbed the back of his hair and looked him in the eye.
'You will be a good boy for Mummy today won't you?'
Pete nodded and felt his cock grow hard just before Mrs Mason dragged his face between her thighs.
'Oh fuck yes!' she cried as Pete's mouth enveloped her cunt.
Pete put into practice everything he had learned the other day quickly bringing Mrs Mason to a screaming orgasm.
'Wow!' was all she could say as Pete emerged from beneath her skirt, his face glistening with her juices.
She looked down at Pete, still on his haunches, and smiled at him then she stood up.
'Come along it's time we went upstairs.'
In the bedroom Barbara soon stripped Pete naked. She stood in front of him and looked at his rock hard cock bobbing up and down as if it had a mind of its own.
Slowly she undid the buttons on her silk blouse which she peeled away from her bare breasts. Pete's eyes were focused on her hard nipples.
She then unzipped her skirt, unbuttoning it and sliding it down her hips then off.
Pete audibly gasped as he took in her black satin girdle with four suspenders on each thigh holding up her shiny black silk stockings. Her four inch shiny black heels made her legs look longer.
Barbara was sure his cock had grown bigger.
She walked past him and laid down on the bed with her legs wide open.
'Come and fuck me Peter. Fuck me hard and I want you to give me at least two orgasms.'
Pete jumped on the bed and crawled between her thighs.
Luckily Barbara was already wet as he unceremoniously slid his cock quickly inside her.
He began humping her hard and she knew he wouldn't last long but she thought she would hurry things on a bit.
She dragged her middle finger over his puckered hole making him moan. When she slid it into his arse he groaned and shot his cum deep inside of her.
Barbara feigned displeasure and told Pete to get up.
She sat on the side of the bed and glared at him.
'Well young man that was lousy. I never got to cum and all it seemed you cared about was your own orgasm.'
Pete didn't know what to say so he kept quiet.
'Well I think you deserve to be punished!'
Pete's head shot up.
'Get over my lap you naughty little boy!'
Pete didn't move so she grabbed his arm and dragged him over her stocking clad thighs.
'No please don't spank me. Ouch!'
Barbara concentrated slapping the cheeks of his arse then interspersed the slaps by spanking the tops of his thighs.
Soon his yelps became groans then moans as she ran her hands over his sore bottom then traced a finger between his cheeks.
More spankings then more caressing.
Finally she leaned over and took a bottle of lube out of the nearest bedside set of drawers and squirted a dollop on the middle finger of her right hand.
Pete squirmed as she gently probed his little hole.
'Oh no please. Not that,' he begged.
'You seemed to like it a moment ago. Let's see if you do now!' then slid her finger all the way into his arse.