I got dressed wearing a black lace body stocking and hot pink g-string, slipped on a tight pair of jeans and a white shirt. I grabbed a bag and put in...some lube, condoms, a few toys, and my hot neon pink and clear 6 inch platform stripper heels. I called them my fuck-me heels even though I had never been fucked while wearing them.I arrived at her house and before going in tossed back 3 shots of tequila to eliminate my inhibitions. I knocked on the door and was greeted by this very tall black. She teased me throughoutand took the male, dominant role, paying for everything, holding doorsfor me, etc. I was in male clothes but had sheer tights and pantiesunderneath my slacks. Finally we made it back home and she was all overme as soon as the door closed. "Oh baby, that cost me a packet" shebreathed into my ear, sticking her tongue in, while pushing me againstthe wall, smashing herself against me. "What do I get in return, huh,you hussy? I heard that you put out for anyone...true? You. I need to go in my room I thought. I took in my laptop and clicked msn. I logged in. There was a friend request. I approved it. Suddenly, it was 10:30. I was taking off my shirt, and Alex was unbuckling his pants. I slipped off my bra. He pulled off his boxers. I stared in awe. How I had ignored him, how I never talked to him, all flashed before my eyes. All I saw was this huge, pre-cuming hard cock. I looked down and slipped off my panties. Now were even. He flashed me a smile with his big. ” You said with a cheeky grin. Our woodland chalet looked fab, and booked in as Mr & Mrs Smith, a bit old fashioned to think that way, but it spared me some embarrassment, being well brought up and all that. Mmm, … Mr & Mrs Smith for this weekend, I chuckled at the very thought. I followed your confident stride as you carried our bags into the woody domain. You said the view was amazing with it’s rolling hills and watery glens. You produced a bottle of 10 year old Mccallan from your bag and.