This Morning

It's been a while... a long while. It's been nearly a year. Life got away from me, so many things happening. Just when I started to think that the pandemic was over I caught COVID and was laid up. Life was so busy I neglected certain things. My body hair all grew out. My exercising stopped. My lingerie all got discarded I stopped going online, stopped chatting. 

Then I realized... I was missing something. I didn't feel sexy anymore. So I took a step forward to make myself feel better. First I got my pubic area waxed. It felt so good. I didn't mind the little bit of pain, that passes in the blink of an eye, but seeing the smooth skin "down there" I was horny for days. I couldn't keep my hands out of my pants. 

I dug out the skintight jeans that I have. I can only wear these if I am waxed smooth from the waist down, otherwise it's torture. Yes they are that tight. No underwear, Brazilian wax, smooth legs are the only way they work. I waxed my legs, stomach and chest. Those jeans felt so good sliding on. I couldn't help checking out the bulge as I carefully buttoned them up. They leave nothing to the imagination, especially when I am hard. 

I was feeling better about myself, I even got up and started exercising, of course wearing the skintight exercise pants. :-) But there was one thing left... one thing missing. That dirty little secret I have. The one that I never let anyone in my real life know about... anyone except that one woman that cultivated it so many years ago.  And so... I bought a disposable credit card, and went online shopping. Finding some slutty lingerie that I liked the look of. I needed lingerie, I needed some panties. I needed some stuff to make me feel pretty, but also slutty. 

And so today was the day. Everything had arrived over the weekend. I was up at 5:00 in the morning. 

First the white set. The bra hugged me. "Mmmm that's nice," I thought, pulling here and there making it fit into place as best I could. The panties formed around me, the T string back sliding perfectly into place. The lace front forming around my cock. I was still soft, but I could feel the tingles, and some precum. I strapped on the garter belt, and started sliding the stockings on. That's it... My eyes rolled back a bit, a smile spread across my face. "Thank you," the slut that lives in the back of my mind screamed in my mind as I grabbed my laptop and set up to take a few pictures. My nipples hardened, my cock tingled, my panties were getting a bit damp. I clicked photos. Another quick change into the similar, but black option and I was in heaven. 

So here I sit, in my new favorite, slutty panties editing photos and writing a story. It's been such a long time, but I did feel slutty and pretty for a bit. And now my fantasies are running while. Lingerie clad, on my knees. You are sitting on my bed, my mouth exploring between your legs. Stealing your orgasm from you as you call me a slut.