Black lycra mini that barely covered her arse. Knee high white socks and patent calf length boots with four inch heals. Shit she looked so hot I could...have fucked her there and then. However I wanted to go out so my dildo stayed in it's drawer.I couldn't compete with Amy so I pulled on a very short and tight red dress. My black bra showed across the plunging back and it was so tight the outline of my g-string was embossed on the material. I added Red nylons and suspender belt finishing the. The odds of finding someone close to my location are small.I started chatting with a man, named Michael, who said that he's my age and, coincidentally, lives in Irvine. Our marital experiences are similar in that both of our wives had a recently diminished interest in sex, and we're both avid readers of cuckold stories. We talked a lot about being curious about other men, but never having had the courage to meet with someone. I sent him some pictures of my cock and balls, and he sent me some of. Don't ask me why because I just don't know. I never told anyone and was always careful, I am an only child so I didn't have any sisters to force me. At first it was only bras and by the time I went to secondary school I had stopped doing it (fear of being found out I suppose) and so thought that I had grown out of it. I suppose even then I had realized that it wasn't a 'normal' thing to do.Well I did the usual male things drinking, driving too fast and ogling girls except... I realised I wasn't. A delicate gold chain hung around my neck. I wanted to keep it simple and rounded it off with a light touch of Opium perfume between my breasts. Men love that scent on me. They say it’s sexy. After parking the car, I strolled into the airport terminal and let my eyes adjust to the shadows inside. Mark had already found the front doors where he thought I’d be and recognized me the minute he spied me from the picture I’d sent him months ago. I felt a hand on my shoulder as I heard a masculine.