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I posted this before in another forum and I would like to see what response I will get here.
Christmas presents.
Part 1.
A year ago I bought her, a very expensive basket of cosmetics.
A basket full of cologne, eau de perfume, perfume, rare exotic lotions, shampoos, exquisite imported soaps and bottles of something that I did not know what it was. I thought my Santa Claus would get first price. No such luck, she wanted a fur coat and I was rewarded with a sour-puss. Even Santa does not know about women. All through the year I had to listen to it, “a mink is what she wanted, instead I gave her bars of soap, as if she needs cleaning or washing herself.
“Halleluiah!”
This last Christmas I went to the city, to a large department store and bought that mink. Female ranch mink-skins dyed dark brown, umbra. I been sneaking it in the house, changed the boxes, included in the wrapping a jar with a few pebbles in it. The parcel spent two weeks under a nicely decorated tree. She inspected it repeatedly; there was a gift label on it “For Laura”, she shook it, she squeezed it, it rattled (the few pebbles in the jar). I had fun. Finally Christmas morning the gifts were opened------You know what? ------Surprise!
It was a hit. She was shining all over her face and I got a big hug and a kiss and lots of pussy that afternoon and that night.
A few days later she informed me that she would like to spend an evening in the Roxy Theater. The Roxy is a very exclusive and expensive establishment; a mix of a club and a movie house. Seating was arranged around tables on upholstered chairs. Most of the time they showed soft porn in darkened premises; the place was never totally blacked out. Girls, dressed in French Maid outfits, were serving costly drinks with exotic names. Between movies they had one hour long breaks. At these intervals, some of the girls danced a striptease. The Roxy was tops, no riff-raff there. This was a place where you could take a female. My girl had style and an expensive taste. We planed to go there the first Friday after New Years.
That Friday I came home from work, my Laura was nowhere to be seen. Usually she would be greeting me in the hallway as I entered. I yelled her name through the house; and got no answer. I heard the water running and found her in the shower. She got ready for an evening out. I removed myself to the living-room to stay out of trouble and heard the old lamento: “What should I wear? I really have nothing to wear!”
The scent of channel # 5 was noticeable through the house. About an hour later she emerged from the bathroom, ready to leave. Proudly wearing her new fur coat, she was tippling out of the bathroom on her new high heeled pumps. I put on my coat, and off we went, an evening on the town.
We were lucky, found parking not too far from the theater and I walked the few steps, she balanced herself on her heels, to the place. At the wicket where you pay for admission, there were a group of guys in front of us. One of them got tickets for the whole group und handling the tickets and the money he dropped a bill. Laura observed it and brought it to his attention.
“Sir, you just dropped some money. Man, you are lucky my hubby did not see it first, he would have had his foot on it!”
The fellow thanked her and picked it up. It was a twenty Dollar bill. She continued:
”Not so long ago we were in a restaurant; there was a guy on his knees crawling under the table. I thought it was some pervert trying to get or to look under my mini skirt and I told my husband. Yea he said he is harmless he lost fifty Dollars. I asked how do you know.
He said, :”simple, ………I found it and have it in my poket!”
They all laughed, she had successfully made herself known to those guys.
At the wardrobe was a sign ----“FUR COATS not accepted”----. We went inside, a movie was being shown and we stayed in the back of the room till our eyesight adjusted to the lower level of light. While standing there we noticed an empty table next to the three men that came ahead of us. We decided to steer toward it. But first I asked if I could help her out of the coat. I thought it’s more comfortable to carry it over the arm. Oh, no she exclaimed, she felt good in her new coat. Escorted by a girl, we went in the room and got seated at a table for two next to those guys.
Before sitting down, I stepped behind Laura, asked again for her to divest herself of that heavy coat. Instead of answering me, she opened her coat and turned around, grabbed both edges of the coat and flashed me. Shock, shock, she was totally nude, her high heeled pumps, thigh high self supporting stockings and a thin shining gold chain at midriff.
One, or all of the men at the next table noticed it too. I had an erection before my bottom touched the chair. This was the wildest thing that has happened in my life. And I loved it. I remembered her saying in the bath- room while getting dressed: ” Nothing to wear!” While sitting down, she checked if the guys at the next table where looking, and they did. A quick flash, she did not open her coat all the way but enough to draw their attention. They were so distracted; their eyes were no longer on the movie screen. They waited for Laura’s live show to continue and possibly escalate. She did occasionally flip open one side of her precious coat. She was an attention getter and she knew that I liked it. I was proud of her. A girl with lots of spunk.
Christmas presents.
Part 1.
A year ago I bought her, a very expensive basket of cosmetics.
A basket full of cologne, eau de perfume, perfume, rare exotic lotions, shampoos, exquisite imported soaps and bottles of something that I did not know what it was. I thought my Santa Claus would get first price. No such luck, she wanted a fur coat and I was rewarded with a sour-puss. Even Santa does not know about women. All through the year I had to listen to it, “a mink is what she wanted, instead I gave her bars of soap, as if she needs cleaning or washing herself.
“Halleluiah!”
This last Christmas I went to the city, to a large department store and bought that mink. Female ranch mink-skins dyed dark brown, umbra. I been sneaking it in the house, changed the boxes, included in the wrapping a jar with a few pebbles in it. The parcel spent two weeks under a nicely decorated tree. She inspected it repeatedly; there was a gift label on it “For Laura”, she shook it, she squeezed it, it rattled (the few pebbles in the jar). I had fun. Finally Christmas morning the gifts were opened------You know what? ------Surprise!
It was a hit. She was shining all over her face and I got a big hug and a kiss and lots of pussy that afternoon and that night.
A few days later she informed me that she would like to spend an evening in the Roxy Theater. The Roxy is a very exclusive and expensive establishment; a mix of a club and a movie house. Seating was arranged around tables on upholstered chairs. Most of the time they showed soft porn in darkened premises; the place was never totally blacked out. Girls, dressed in French Maid outfits, were serving costly drinks with exotic names. Between movies they had one hour long breaks. At these intervals, some of the girls danced a striptease. The Roxy was tops, no riff-raff there. This was a place where you could take a female. My girl had style and an expensive taste. We planed to go there the first Friday after New Years.
That Friday I came home from work, my Laura was nowhere to be seen. Usually she would be greeting me in the hallway as I entered. I yelled her name through the house; and got no answer. I heard the water running and found her in the shower. She got ready for an evening out. I removed myself to the living-room to stay out of trouble and heard the old lamento: “What should I wear? I really have nothing to wear!”
The scent of channel # 5 was noticeable through the house. About an hour later she emerged from the bathroom, ready to leave. Proudly wearing her new fur coat, she was tippling out of the bathroom on her new high heeled pumps. I put on my coat, and off we went, an evening on the town.
We were lucky, found parking not too far from the theater and I walked the few steps, she balanced herself on her heels, to the place. At the wicket where you pay for admission, there were a group of guys in front of us. One of them got tickets for the whole group und handling the tickets and the money he dropped a bill. Laura observed it and brought it to his attention.
“Sir, you just dropped some money. Man, you are lucky my hubby did not see it first, he would have had his foot on it!”
The fellow thanked her and picked it up. It was a twenty Dollar bill. She continued:
”Not so long ago we were in a restaurant; there was a guy on his knees crawling under the table. I thought it was some pervert trying to get or to look under my mini skirt and I told my husband. Yea he said he is harmless he lost fifty Dollars. I asked how do you know.
He said, :”simple, ………I found it and have it in my poket!”
They all laughed, she had successfully made herself known to those guys.
At the wardrobe was a sign ----“FUR COATS not accepted”----. We went inside, a movie was being shown and we stayed in the back of the room till our eyesight adjusted to the lower level of light. While standing there we noticed an empty table next to the three men that came ahead of us. We decided to steer toward it. But first I asked if I could help her out of the coat. I thought it’s more comfortable to carry it over the arm. Oh, no she exclaimed, she felt good in her new coat. Escorted by a girl, we went in the room and got seated at a table for two next to those guys.
Before sitting down, I stepped behind Laura, asked again for her to divest herself of that heavy coat. Instead of answering me, she opened her coat and turned around, grabbed both edges of the coat and flashed me. Shock, shock, she was totally nude, her high heeled pumps, thigh high self supporting stockings and a thin shining gold chain at midriff.
One, or all of the men at the next table noticed it too. I had an erection before my bottom touched the chair. This was the wildest thing that has happened in my life. And I loved it. I remembered her saying in the bath- room while getting dressed: ” Nothing to wear!” While sitting down, she checked if the guys at the next table where looking, and they did. A quick flash, she did not open her coat all the way but enough to draw their attention. They were so distracted; their eyes were no longer on the movie screen. They waited for Laura’s live show to continue and possibly escalate. She did occasionally flip open one side of her precious coat. She was an attention getter and she knew that I liked it. I was proud of her. A girl with lots of spunk.