Her eyes widened at the sight of my sheer lace-top black stockings."Very pretty!" she said as she ran her hand across the sheer fabric.Her soft touch ...ent pleasure pulses running through my body making my silky scarlet panties bulge. She bent down and ran her hands all the way down my nylon stockings and back up again. Stopping at the top to smooth them clear of any (imaginary) wrinkles and adjusted my suspenders."But darling," she said. "these shoes will never do. You really should try a pair. I like it.’ A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as they approached his truck. ‘Do you?’ ‘I really do. I might have to come speeding through Knoxville just so you can pull me over.’ Mike rolled his eyes and dropped his arm from her shoulders to retrieve his keys from his pocket. ‘Come on, now. There’s no need to make fun.’ ‘I’m not making fun,’ she said, laughing and turning toward him. ‘Okay, maybe I am just a little bit, but you do look good. Really, really good.’ She smoothed her palms. He got out of his chair and came around to where I was. I could tell by his gait that he was intent on fucking me, but that wasn't what I had in mind. Before I left my apartment, I had grabbed my camera. I pulled it out of my pocket and hit the RECORD button. He had told me before that he kept his sex toys in a desk drawer. I found them. They consisted of a pair of handcuffs and a whip. I forced him to strip down to his jockstrap and turned him around so that his bare ass was facing me. I put. The screen came to life, showing me the temperature and time. It was two-thirty in the morning, and the temperature was minus two degrees Celsius. I zipped up my jacket, turned on my Google Map app and punched in the postal code. It showed the street name and forty-five minutes. Pressing the blue start icon on the screen the arrow appeared. I began to walk towards the direction the pointer showed. From the station to the beach, it was a maze of side roads. There wasn’t a single person on the.