Accepting an invitation

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On the third day of house sitting, I awoke to a nice surprise. After my neighbour, Daniel, had unexpectedly visited, I had decided to work on my make up and mannerisms. After a day of walking in heels, I had perfected my sexy walk as well as getting my make up just right. I was feeling in the mood to show off my new found skills so was excited to see a note waiting by the front door. It was from Daniel. It said that his wife and daughter would be out all day and he would like me to come over for coffee. It was addressed to Jessica. How could I refuse! Having thoroughly explored the closets, I already knew what I wanted to wear. I had found some retro style nylon stockings with seams and used this as my inspiration. I showered Çukurambar escort bayan briefly and set my hair in big 50’s style curls as I got ready. A tight fitting black pencil skirt and red satin blouse, high heels, a red silk and lace basque with matching panties and of course the stockings. With my smokey eye shadow and bright red lips I felt I had nailed the retro look with just the sexiest of twists. I even found a little clutch purse to match the shoes. I applied a touch of perfume and headed for the door. I was pleased for the practice I had put in with walking as I made the brief stroll next door. In broad day light I may have looked over dressed, but the few Escort demetevler people who saw me would never have guessed about the extra something a girl like me has in her sexy little thong. I rang Daniel’s door bell and he answered quickly, inviting me in and showing me through to his conservatory at the rear of the house. He seemed quite nervous this time and his nerves only seemed to excite me more. He made small talk, offering me coffee and such. I declined his offers and responded with an air of arrogance to his banal questioning. This seemed to put him more on edge. I reached in to my purse and brought out a cigarette. He bumbled around and produced a lighter, igniting my dikmen escort cigarette with a shaking hand. I took a deep breath. “Do you think I’m sexy, Daniel?” He seemed a little startled, “Did you enjoy the other night?” “….Yes,” his response was barely audible. “I’d like you to take me to your bedroom,” I said, squashing the cigarette out. With that, he lead me through his house and to the master bedroom. I told him to sit on the bed as I looked around the room. I glanced over the clothes in the wardrobes and drawers, noticing his wife’s clothes were very plain. White cotton panties, functional bras, long dresses and jeans. As I looked I came across a lone bag in the bottom of the wardrobe. I recognised the label as a very high end lingerie brand. Taking a peek inside I could see that all the items still had their labels attached. “Did you buy this for your wife, Daniel?” He nodded silently. “Awww but she hasn’t worn it for you?” Again in silence he shook his head. I began unpacking the bag and laying it’s contents on the bed.

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