Betrayed Chapter 2

"That's modest?" was all I could think to say. The look in her eyes was pure seduction.

"You like the way I look in my panties, don't you?" she asked in a tone of faux innocence.

I could hardly deny it.

"Well, being with you all day, thinking of you in a pair of my panties while we shop, will drive me to distraction. That's really hot, Sugar. Do it just for me... please?"

Just give in, and see where the current takes me....

She helped me into the panties, sliding them up my toned, hairless legs, and nestling them snugly around my hips. Gazing directly into my eyes, she reached her hand into the panties, cupped my manhood, and tucked it down and back between my thighs.

"Now that I think of it," she postulated, "we are probably going to need a little extra protection. Wait here."

She glided into the bathroom and returned a moment later with several folds of toilet tissue in her hand. She reached inside my panties and positioned the tissue under my cockhead.

"There, that's much better," she mused. "We girls always do that to protect ourselves from leaks."

Removing her hand, she cupped my pantied crotch from the outside and massaged it gently.

"I have a hunch you are going to be leaking heavily today, Sweetie," she whispered in my ear. "At least, you will if I have anything to say about it."

Next, she had me help her into a heavily-boned, lace-up black satin corset.

"If you are taking me someplace special," she purred, "I want to make sure I look special. Corseting is so sexy, I just can't help but feel like the most beautiful woman in the world."

I couldn't imagine her looking or feeling like anything but. After she showed me how to fasten the front busk for her, she placed both palms against the wall, leaned into it, and taught me how to pull the laces a little at a time from the top and bottom, working towards the middle. After some effort on my part, I had the garment laced as tightly as it would go, then tied the laces off and tucked them in the way Dianna instructed.