A ROSE BY ANY OTHER NAME....

[Ki****]

So, this was the first time I was actually gonna meet a fellow 'interested' party.  A new friend.   I dressed according to where I was told we would be going.  I like strip clubs, as long as they are clean.  Especially if the dancers are good.  They rarely care how you dress as long as you don't bring any issues with you. If the clientele is respectful of each other and the place of business, they'll leave you alone.  And, some will even enjoy the show, too.   I took a long hot shower, an attempt to assuage my nervousness.  I wanted to be clean and sparkly, and as smooth as I can be.    As I contemplated  this, I found my nipples standing straight out, hardened by my keen anticipation.  I enjoyed soaping up and tugging a bit on them.  I lathered  myself up, and grabbed  the razor to use on  my vagina to be made smooth and hairless.  Careful.  I hoped he liked a shaved pussy.  I know hubby does, as he was the one to suggest that I prepare myself that way for this date.  My thoughts were running wild as I moved my fingers down to the opening that was aching to be touched.     Slowly, I slipped a finger inside, and the electricity began. Another finger and I just couldn't help myself.  I found my fingers rolling circles around my clit, squeezing that lovely little spot between my fingers, reaching for satisfaction.  No,  I should wait for later, shouldn't I ?   I finished my shower and left myself dissatisfied, deciding I would wait after all.  I wanted to feel a new touch and so I would suffer the anticipation.  Sweet tease. 

 

Drying off, I slathered my body with my favorite moisturizer.  It made me so soft all over.  Then I began to put my outfit together.  I sat on the edge of the bed to pull on my  sheer black pantyhose.  Yes, I know, and no, I did not forget my panties.  I just didn't wear any.  My smooth pussy felt great against the sheer nylon of the hose.  Being our first meeting, I went simple  Sometimes, Less is More.  It was just a blouse and skirt.  Simple but revealing and quite comfortable to wear.  It's always fun to notice the expression on the face of a man when he realizes just WHAT he is able to see if he looks hard enough.   That surprised grin is always a true pleasure to see.    There's a lot to be said for keeping things simple, don't ya think ? 

                                                         

I wore a tight white tank top that when needed, could be easily pulled down to expose and lift my breasts.  Over that I wore a plain white blouse that closed (and opened) with a simple tied bow.  The skirt that I chose was  blue with lots of lace inserts.  When I wear this skirt it comes almost to my knees.  The lace inserts start just below my bum allowing for an occasional glimpse of my black stockinged backside.  Not enough to cause any fuss, but certainly enough to leave no doubt about my thoughts.    A little powder, a touch of patchouli and I was ready for the nite, or at least so I thought...         MORE LATER