She held firm, timing her squeezes between throbs. I shifted again, and her hand fell away. As I made move to get up, she beat me to it and stood in f...ont of me. The waist of her skirt was at eye height, black and pattern ruffling and creasing before my eyes until I saw more and more thigh. “Would you like to see more?” she said smiling down at me. I looked into her eyes, blaxingly erotic and her smile daring and welcoming me. Her blonde hair was piled up on her head, a few strands falling to. His captive let out a gasp as she saw that his leather trousers were only chaps, and his exposed, semi-hard cock was pointing straight at her. He smiled at her surprise, and closed the gap between them once more. Reaching up his hands to caress her neck and shoulders, he slid his fingers along her collarbone and down onto her breasts, pulling away the fabric that so thinly veiled them and letting them jump out into the musky air of the captain's cabin. He smiled wide and his dick started. You aren't going to choose what you'regoing to wear, any more. I am. Put this on."The garter belt was white, with lace panels on the sides. I'm alwaysexcited when I dress, and even now, scared but expectant, I felt myhands trembling. She opened another bag and produced a pair of fishnetstockings. Without a word, she handed them to me. I put them on. Shelooked at them."You're going to have to shave your legs tomorrow morning. Here, thiscomes next." And she handed me a pair of panties. . I took this moment to quickly run my eyes over her body, despite being fully clothed I could see the subtle curves of her form and a bolt of excitement ran through me. Looking up, Wendy seemed to be able to tell what I was thinking, still holding my arm she smiled widely. 'The rest of it' she whispered, her voice shaking ever so slightly, giving her away her cool. Slowly, deliberately, I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, then pulled down my thong, discarding both of them on the floor. .