When you came, I, of course, still did not think to gather. My guilty-smiling glance in response to your reproachful-smiling immediately dispelled your attempt to get angry. "We will not be late ..." - you thought, slightly startled from waking up somewhere in the depth of desire, smiled after me without reproach - I flew to the next room to dress - and went to make coffee. While you were wandering in your fantasies, coffee ran away, filling the kitchen and then the apartment with a very sharp and slightly bitter smell. “Today will be an interesting evening, interesting” - you thought, carrying a tray with a couple of cups and sweets, and smiled. In front of the door I tried, whenever possible, to wipe the smile off my face, which had already obviously acquired a hint of lewdness, and with an incomprehensible expression on his face entered the room.

And then he stopped. I didn’t pretend tightly to the bedroom door, I forgot, apparently (“By the way ...” - a thought flashed through ...), and now I was conjuring in front of a mirror, half turning to me. The woman in front of the mirror does not notice anything, and you could calmly admire, without fear that she would see and close the door, as usual with a finger. I was wearing ...? Something light-air on thin spaghetti straps, very short, rather tight and translucent pink in an attempt to either hide the body, or show it. The strap closest to you flew off the shoulder and the upper part of the breast was visible, without a bra, plump and appetizing. The yarn was also completely open, but you still didn’t understand if I was wearing panties, only the beginning of my butt was open, and then lace and silk bodysuit went, which, it turns out, after all, hide something ... I quickly applied some creams, something rubbed and patted, looked like a brush, and in general, very much like a medieval alchemist.

Only on the beautiful and fresh, and not the dusty old man, who is usually painted in the pictures. I was absorbed in my jars and tubes, and you, and I stood with a tray, probably for quite a long time, waking up from the growing weight in my hands. You put a tray, poured coffee and added brandy to it. And he sat ... but not in his chair, which stood back to the door, but in mine. I took the magazine and pretended to read ... I saw that you were just pretending ... I was still conjuring for a long time, and you even actually looked through the magazine. But then I figured out the creams, resolutely screwed up the heels of the jars and ... unscrewed the mascara. You already expected me to stand up, and you were ready to notice if I was wearing panties, but then you sighed. I've heard. Or maybe she smiled at some of her thoughts and, leaning closer to the mirror, very close, became enthusiastically let her eyelashes down. But you were rewarded. From the inclination, the bodysuit even more slipped from the chest and, it seems, did not fall at all, just clinging to the nipple. The breasts swayed, you felt her softness and elasticity at the same time, and even seemed to see a pink halo around the nipple. The desire to grab, squeeze me became quite strong, you swallowed saliva and drank a couple of sips of coffee. My ass is also bare even more, but the panties were not visible. “Probably not yet put on” - you thought, and ... got up? and nothing! Stayed to sit. Today we go to the theater! ...

In the end, and this procedure was over, I got up, moved away a little from the mirror, and appreciated, so to speak, the whole look. Your desires did not come true, you didn’t notice either the panties or their absence; moreover, I straightened the straps, and you didn’t see my breasts anymore. The cut was big, but I stood sideways. Well, that’s all, it’s going to close now ... But I didn’t close ... walked over to the closet, took out some laundry. I looked, put something back, took out another, again laid it on the bed, began to examine and evaluate. So, women are in a hurry. Of course, this is the most important thing in life, what panties to wear when you go to the theater. You never know there, in the theater, will be! ...

Finally, all decisions were made, and I resolutely put the unnecessary things back, putting the rest on the chair on which I had just sat. And ... I took off my topic ... I had my back to you, completely naked, there were no panties. And you admired - for the umpteenth time! - bend hips and nice roundness ass. It's good that you have your back, otherwise you would not see anything ... I would see you and close the door. Flicking a finger ...

The first of the selected items was a corset. New, you have not seen such a man yet. From the back he was longer than usual, even found a little on top of his ass. That there was soft, that hard, where the bones, you, of course, did not understand, but it seemed that the corset was made just to order - so clearly he lay down on my lines. I surprisingly cleverly fastened all the hooks and cords - you just grinned, imagining how you have to unbutton them today. Straightened the garters for stockings, and sat on a chair, began to wear stockings. I pulled my leg to me, you almost choked with waiting, but I saw only a thigh outside - the crotch was hidden behind the leg. I slowly straightened stocking, and you waited for the second. He waited and was even slightly rewarded. Smoothly shaved pubis flashed a couple of times in the frame of plump thighs, but too fast in your opinion. I got up, whipped up four garters in turn, and again went to the bed, but this time I turned so that you saw me in front and completely. I was already in a hurry, looked away, and did not notice you. And she shouldn't have noticed ... you smiled to yourself.

The front corset seemed velvet - satin at the back. Especially the velvet darkness thickened under my breasts, which were not crowded and not spacious, opened from above, they lay in their bed so inviting that you licked dry lips. Waist quite steeply extended to the thighs, and between the smooth pussy was visible, delicate, like a child. You very vividly imagined how you immerse your palm between the thighs, and even felt the moisture on your fingers ... Black stockings made my plump legs perfectly slim, and ... but the vision was instant. I disappeared behind the wall, appeared after 10 seconds already in panties. You smiled again. You always took off my panties, of course, always, but the corset and stockings were more often left ... Therefore, the panties are on top. You tried to see which panties were on me, but it was too late - I was putting on a dress. The dress was your favorite, blue, the colors of the deep sky, with a rather deep neckline, close-fitting on the chest and abdomen and wide below. Above, three buttons hide the zipper that you love to unbutton ... Today is your day!

And I resolutely fastened the zipper, looked again in the mirror, straightened her hair, and went out into the hall. Not noticing the open door. And she shouldn't have noticed. You smiled at me, and this my absent-mindedness, stood up and stepped forward. My lips were painted a little bright, a little defiantly thick, and so you only slightly touched them when I put my face up for a kiss. Your heart beat, you felt the excitement. Here, now! The game will now begin. It has already begun, but it was a preamble, and now ... Now I will give you what you want, the game will spin and take us away, but every word, every gesture becomes very important. The fragile line between the Game and the everyday routine is so easy to destroy ... My face changed, I became anxiously anxious, and you were frightened. It was a game, you knew that it was supposed to happen, but you succumbed to the naturalness and sincerity of many feelings and also looked at me anxiously and inquiringly.

"What?"

"Time," I said, "we are late." My voice shattered and trembled a little. You looked at the clock - it was the beginning of the eighth. Nearly two hours went by for my coffee, which had time to cool down, but you did not have time to notice it. Then you realized that I was upset (and how upset!), And laughed with relief. He pulled me close, kissed my forehead and said ...

“Lord, what nonsense! Because of this upset? Let's go next time. ”

“You really wanted to see this performance!” I almost cried.

Oh yeah! I really wanted this performance, I had a thought and a grin ...