Caught by the Past

Your latest girlfriend, Karen is very kinky and she introduces you to all manner of strange people. You on the other hand are rather naive and innocent. You found one handsome guy, James strangely attractive. He has long muscular legs, a washboard stomach, dark skin, blond hair and an impeccable speaking voice. Having met many of Karen's friends James seems on the face of it quite normal. You're surprised and rather flattered when out of the blue he rings you after work. He invites you for a drink that evening and strangely drawn to him - you accept.

He’s already drinking a pint when you walk in. He looks utterly adorable and inexplicably he sets your teenage heart a flutter. You join him by the bar, he offers you a stool and you're surprised to find he’s already ordered you a sweet white wine. You don’t want to offend so you except it. You get on well. You learn that his friends are on a stag night. Obviously lonely he suggests you come back for coffee to watch a late night game. Your intuition says no but you agree. You don’t even like football.

His house is generaly a mess and sadly lacks a womens eye for neatness. In the lounge he points to an armchair while he pours you another wine. 'Please, take a seat,' he says.

You would but it's full of neatly ironed clothes. You stoop to move them. They belong to a woman. You assume it's his girlfriend. You linger momentarily your fingers caressing the sheer semi-translucent blouse and soft red leather skirt. Something strange happens and you feel unnecessarily awkward. James watches you intently. You carefully gather the pile in your arms and uncover a tiny lace g-string, delicate matching bra, black fishnet stockings and towering black high heels. Your face flushes with embarrassment.

'What's up?' James asks sensing your unease.

'N...N...Nothing,' you stammer realising how stupid you must look.

'The clothes won't bite!'

'Suppose not,' you gulp awkwardly. I didn’t realise you shared with your girlfriend.'