Just One of Those Days

I stepped out into the sunshine feeling great, the
morning had been a great success so far, seducing two
teenage students on the train followed by a fabulous
bisexual session in the shoe shop. That had culminated in
swallowing the girl's piss having made her cum, something
that I had never done before but which seemed so
wonderfully decadent and erotic at the time.

I wandered down the high street, wondering what might
come next, then spotted a boutique and thought a change
of clothes might be in order as the outfit I was wearing
had been in the wars a bit. I went in and started to look
around at the clothes and investigating who was in
attendance. This turned out to be two youngish men and
with some disappointment I got the impression that they
were gay. "Oh well, you can't have everything" I thought,
how wrong was I to be proved by subsequent events.

I went back to looking for a new outfit and discovered a
nice looking business suit, comprising a jacket with a
single button fastening and a short skirt with a slit up
one side at the front, both in a fine black silk weave
material. The jacket looked as though I could get away
without a blouse, though it would be very revealing and
low cut. I took it to try on.

The changing area was one of those booths with "cowboy"
type doors that only just covered your modesty, coming to
shoulder height and knee level. I stripped, removing my
stockings as well and tried the suit on. The skirt was a
perfect fit, tight enough to show the curve of my behind
to perfection and with the slit showing just the right
amount of leg to tease and please.

The jacket was also a perfect fit, with the single button
in just the right place just below breast level. It fell
so that the swell of my bust was well revealed above,
without being too flashy and my gold belly button stud
just peaked through below above the waist of the skirt as
the jacket moved. It was perfect for a business meeting I
had later in the week.