My Lover Made Me Wear My Wife’s Lingerie
When I got out of the shower, Sebastián had the pink garments in his hand and that steady look I knew I wouldn’t be able to refuse.
When I got out of the shower, Sebastián had the pink garments in his hand and that steady look I knew I wouldn’t be able to refuse.
He asked me for a quickie while I was writing. He came out of the bathroom smelling like him, and I put on the lace stockings. I’m still savoring the rest.
I’d spent weeks with that unbearable need to be taken. One night I decided to act: I got made up, dressed to provoke, and met a well-endowed stranger.