But then he remembered, she had to be punished for being late. But not too much. Just a little torture to spice up the evening for the two of them."St...ip!" he commanded, "but first come over here and give me a kiss."She walked over slowly, nervously, trying not to show him how much she wanted this, because that was part of the game. You had to play your role to the hilt, or it would get even tougher. She leaned over him as he sat on the couch and gave him a warm kiss on the lips. Her tongue. My face was flaming red and I didn't know where to look or what to say. She must have sensed my discomfort and she placed a hand on my arm, "Stick with it Nick. It's fine; it's only you and me."I nodded manfully - as manfully as one can do standing dressed in black panties, a corset and with a full, if false, cleavage on display. Worse was yet to come however as Julie picked up a pair of silky black stockings. She grinned at me, "Well, men always claim they like stockings." She winked and I. I liked the idea ofbeing the one in charge; of being the aggressor. It was a strange turnon to think of taking the masculinity he was working to give up. I leftmy glass of wine in the bedroom and got a beer from the refrigerator. Iwent back to the computer and looked at his pictures again. Seeing himin his satin negligee, stockings and heels, and imagining being thesexual aggressor, excited me. I sipped my beer with one hand and slippedthe other inside my boxers. Just the idea of saying. By BBWLOVER56 Hello my darling Am sorry about these emergency meetings that take me away from you, I promise I’ll make it up to you as usual darling In the mean time, I was hoping that maybe we can satisfy one another over the phone as always, I know it’s not the same but we both have jobs that have odd schedules and we must keep the fires going Let’s begin with you coming out of the shower, dripping wet but hot…… .