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“What the hell and I doing?” he wondered to himself as he stood at the closed front door. Knocking softly, he heard footsteps approaching from the other side of the door. Her face appeared in the rectangle of glass in the front door, smiling, as she unlocked the door and the turned the knob to open the door wide enough for him to come in. Stepping to the center of the room, she let him enter and softly closed the door behind him.
“Damn!” he gasped as he finally got a good look at her. She was dressed in a leather body suit with chains draping the front to hold in her cleavage. Black stockings were attached to the suit at the hip with garters.. Her feet were clad in black high-heeled boots with a silver tip on the toe and a short chain running around the back of the heel.
She said nothing as she smiled into his slate colored eyes. As he watched her, she slowly dropped to her knees in front of him, never losing eye contact. Reaching up, she caressed the front of his jeans, feeling his cock stiffen. She rubbed him as her tongue slid around her lips, anticipating….
He reached down and pulled her head to his crotch, rubbing her cheek over this throbbing cock. She began moving her head back and forth, occasionally using her mouth to caress the molded fabric that encased his cock.
His cock pushed at the denim of his jeans with a will of its own. Wanting to be free of the constraint and in her wet, waiting mouth.
“How could this be happening to me?” he wondered. “How could she be doing this to me?” The first time they met she had had this effect on him. He remembered clearly back to that day….
He drove into the parking lot and parked a few spaces away. Looking over, he saw her sitting in her car, reading. This first time they had just talked, but even then, he had wanted more…
Each time they met after that, things went a bit further…the kissing, petting and finally, the first feel of her naked, hairless pussy. She had smiled at the look of shock on his face and then she told him, “I told you I was bare.”
As the meetings kept happening, it had finally progressed to the point they were at now…her kneeling in front of him.
Coming back to real time, he felt her hands on his arm leading him to a closed door. As they entered the room, he saw a pallet on the floor. She led him to the edge and dropped to her knees once again. This time she reached up to undo his jeans, slowly sliding them down over his hips. She caressed his thighs as she slid the pants toward the floor. Once they reached to floor, she steadied him as he stepped out of the jeans and kicked them to the side.
Once she had his attention again, she reached into the top of the leather suit and brought out her 40DD tits for him. They now draped over the chains on the suit. Her gaze ran down his body stopping at his underwear, where his cock twitched and throbbed at the fabric still constricting it.
“I think we need to release the tiger now,” she said in a sultry voice, looking up into his eyes.
“Oh my God!” he murmured as her hands moved to his waist to draw his underwear down. From where he stood, his cock jutted just a few inches from her lips. God, how he wanted to feel her lips around him.
Looking up at him, she smiled as she leaned forward to tease his throbbing cock with the tip of her tongue.
