Growing up in a small town in the mid-west I was always a "goody-two-shoes" kind of girl. I never went on a date with a boy during all of my high school years. I was very proper and never experienced any kind of immoral sexual activity. I did however always wear the most feminine and pretty lingerie I could every day. My full cut panties were nylon with loads of lace and satin ribbons where appropriate. My bras were always satin and lace.
I went away to college when I was 18 years old and joined a sorority and began dating fraternity boys. My experiences with these boys only went as far as heavy petting. I had lots of experience tongue kissing and I let boys touch my breasts. In the beginning it was always touching over my bra, but as I got older I allowed them to go under my bra and touch my naked breast and nipples. I did very much enjoy it when they would gently pull on my nipples and lightly squeeze them. I never let them touch anything below my waist, even though I sometimes got back from my petting dates with moist panties. I was careful never to let anyone know I got turned on.
I married Todd when I was 25 years old. Todd was just a year older and during the year before our wedding that we dated I held him to the same standards I had with all my previous dates. He had touched my breasts, but that was all. On my wedding night I was a virgin. Todd's hard penis was the first male cock I had ever inserted into my pussy. It hurt a little bit at first, but Todd and I had sex every night of our honeymoon and at the end of the two weeks I had learned to enjoy the feeling and I believe, (but was not sure) I had cum once, for my first time ever, during our first two weeks making love.
Both of us had steady jobs that would be considered middle class. I had a job in an insurance office and Todd had a retail job that caused him to work until 10pm on Thursday nights. We moved into a nice apartment complex after we were married and settled into the newlywed life. We had sex about three times a week and always in a traditional missionary position. I was learning to enjoy intercourse so what Todd and I did together was just fine by me. Occasionally I would wear my wedding night negligee, but mostly we were just naked together in bed as we made love.
My love of ultra-feminine lingerie was always with me and I got a special thrill by wearing it every day at my office. My outerwear dresses were very conservative, but underneath I always wore a satin and lace bra topped with a full slip or a half-slip with a camisole. My full cut panties were nylon and loaded with lace around the waist and leg openings and satin ribbons. Plus, I wore a satin and lace garter belt with thigh high lace top stockings on an everyday basis. It took a little extra time getting dressed, but the fun of knowing how pretty I looked under my dress was worth the effort. No one in my office knew that I had on such sexy lingerie under my work clothes.
It was about six months after we were married that I came home on a Thursday evening and got the surprise of my life. Todd was working late as usual and I arrived home around 5:15pm. I unlocked the door to our apartment and put my purse down on the kitchen table. In a flash I was grabbed from behind and a gloved hand was put over my mouth. A male voice whispered into my ear;
"Don't make a sound. I'm not going to hurt you."
His hand was holding my arm tightly as he gave me my next instructions.
"I'm going to take my hand from your mouth and replace it with your balled up panties. Then I'm going to put on your blindfold."
I was too frozen with fear to say or do anything. I accepted the panties in my mouth and I stood completely still as he pulled a sleep mask tightly over my eyes. I couldn't see or speak. All I could do was listen.
"That's a good girl. You're doing fine. I don't want to hurt you. Follow me into the bedroom."
He released my arm and took me by the hand and led me down the hall to my bedroom.
"Lie down on your back on the bed and I'll put your arms in position." Was all he said.
I did as he said and he pulled my arms above my head and inserted my wrists through loops of rope that cinched tight on me. He had to have been in the apartment for a while before I got home as he had gotten panties from my dresser and had time to tie ropes to the bed. When my second wrist was tightly tied my arms were over my head and to the side. My legs were still free and I was still fully dressed. I could not go anywhere as I was tied to the bed and I could tell this man was stepping back knowing he had me where he wanted me.
"You are a very pretty young girl." He said in a low sexy voice.
All I could do was grunt with my panties in my mouth. I was still very scared, but at the same time I was starting to feel turned on at the situation. I did everything I could not to show he was turning me on.
"If I take your panties out of your mouth will you promise me you won't make a sound?" He asked.
I nodded my head "yes."
"Okay then..........I'm not going to hurt you at all. In fact I want to admire your beauty and give you something to remember." He said as he came closer to me.
He gently pulled my panties out of my mouth and I could tell his hand was close to me in case I was going to scream for help. I did as I promised and stayed silent for the moment.
"What do you want with me?" I asked quietly.
"I want to enjoy your beauty. And then I want to fuck you." He said abruptly.
I felt a twitch of excitement between my legs as he used this kind of language.
"I'm married and my husband will be home soon." I said with a whimper.
"Your husband won't be here for another five hours. That's plenty of time for me to enjoy you, and hopefully you'll enjoy me." He said with a slight sneer.
"Now let's get your panties off." He said in a matter of fact way.
I was wearing a dress with a slight flare to it and I always wore my panties over my garter belt. Most girls wear their panties under their garter belt but I always did it the other way. This meant my panties could be pulled off keeping my stockings and garter belt in place. As he lifted my dress and bunched it around my waist, my overly feminine lingerie was fully exposed.
"Oh wow! Your panties are so pretty! And you're wearing lace top stockings and a garter belt!" He said with a gasp.
I was hoping he did not notice I was a little moist between my legs. My legs were not tied apart as he pulled my panties down from the leg openings and off my feet. My pussy was fully exposed and fully shaved and I felt some puffiness in my vaginal lips. I think he noticed.
"You're doing just fine. You wear beautiful, sexy lingerie, and it looks like you're having a sexual response to this, which is perfect." He said.
"I told you I'm married and I only let my husband have intercourse with me." I said in a voice that slightly quivered.
"I know...........I know. I think that's why you'll like what we are going to be doing together." He replied.
With that he slipped rope loops over each ankle and cinched them tight. I was spread eagle on the bed without my panties on. He pulled my dress back into position. It just so happened, I was wearing a dress that buttoned all the way down the front.
"Let's unbutton that dress and see how beautiful you are." He said as he leaned over me.
He was very careful as he slowly unbuttoned each button from my neckline all the way down to the hem of my dress. My camisole and half-slip were revealed. They were pink with loads of lace around the edges. He paused for a moment.
"I've never seen a girl with such pretty lingerie. You are so feminine. You're really gonna love what I'm going to do to you." He whispered in my ear.
"Please don't hurt me!" I said softly.
With that he bunched my dress and half-slip up around my waist and he lifted my camisole over my bra. My nipples betrayed me as they were fully erect and sticking up straight.
"Does this hurt?" He said softly as he gently pinched my nipple through my bra.
"No." I said softly.
"What about this?" He said as he gently pinched my other nipple through my bra.
