After Church

Bras, panties, stockings, garters, teddies, corsets all spilled onto the bed. Mike found a white garter belt with white thigh highs already attached to the suspenders. The stockings were lace across the top with little black bows at the front. He tossed them back to me without looking at me. He dumped the next box on the bed. A short red dress and matching heels fell out. He threw these to me as well. He wouldn't look at me or turn around but I could see why he wasn't turning around; there was no concealing his hard on. "You know where the bathroom is. Go try'em on if you like, we'll see if we can't teach ya how to release some pressure."

I didn't say anything. I took the clothes, got up and left the room. My legs shook, my breathing was shallow, my eyes burned and I felt like I was going to cry just from the overwhelming intensity of it all. I flipped on the light to the bathroom and began undressing. There was no mirror in the bathroom except for the one over the sink. Which was just as well. I don't think I could have handled seeing myself that way right at that moment.

I fumbled with the garters and hose. Put them on backwards first, then took them off and put them on forwards being careful not to put a run in the fragile fabric. The dress was short, tight and pulled straight on over my head. The front of the dress stood straight up. I tried to wiggle into the panties but they only managed to corral one nut.

The shoes were tight but they fit. The heels were at least 4 inches tall. I wobbled unsteadily in them and used the sink to steady myself. The feeling of the stockings on my legs was almost too much. I just wanted to jack off while wearing them and then run from Mike's as fast as possible. But something deep inside me put my hand on the bathroom door handle and push it open.

The basement hallway between the bathroom and Mike's bedroom was dark and narrow. Outside rain was falling against the short basement windows. It was late evening and I used the stuff stacked into the makeshift hallway to guide myself down the path. As I walked, I started rubbing my thighs together to feel that magical material. This just caused my cock to throb more and my ass to sway from side to side.