“It was obvious who was the boss from the start, but it had only taken a few weeks before I had no choice in what I did, what I ate, or even what I wore.”
What Started As Friendship
CFNF
Bare Skin Against PVC
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I nodded as she rolled my jeans down my legs. I sat my bare buttocks on her sofa and lifted both my legs as she tugged at my underwear and jeans, pulling them off my feet and dropping them onto the back of a chair.
I’d honestly never felt so self-conscious, sat there, suddenly nude. Lisa sat back beside me in her PVC dress and boots.
“What…” I began, “What am I going to be wearing?”
Lisa looked thoughtful for a second. “Do you know Tina?” she asked me. I nodded, although I only barely knew the girl she was talking about.
“She has something for you to put on,” she told me.
“And where’s Tina?”
“She’s on her way. Or at least she said she’d get her early.”
I looked wistfully at my clothes crumpled on the chair: I’d have preferred to have gotten undressed after my outfit had arrived, not before. Then I glanced up at the table across the room, laid out with drinks and empty glasses. I noticed what looked like a pair of handcuffs on the far corner and then averted my eyes in embarrassment. I don’t know why.
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The Reality Doesn’t Match The Fantasy
“We’d both fantasised about the same thing, but it turned out that when it came to it we just really weren’t that into each other.”
Help At Hand
“If you’re going to get spontaneously naked in a club, it’s useful to have a friend to look after your things.”
I Thought You Were Straight
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I moved my hand away from the back of the sofa and gently stroked her gorgeous red hair. It made her even more uncomfortable, and I smiled half in amusement and half in pleasure. I’d never tried seducing a woman before and it was a whole lot of fun, but boy did it take a lot longer than seducing a guy.
I found myself, as if by accident, leaning much closer to her, and then the mixture of fear and expectation in her eyes drew me into the next logical step and I kept leaning, closing my eyes at the last moment as my lips touched hers.
She didn’t really do much in terms of returning the kiss, but her lips were lovely and soft against mine. That was two women in one day I’d kissed now. It truly was a voyage of discovery.
I pulled my head away a couple of inches and she leant back a little and giggled.
“Oh my god,” she said, “I thought you were straight?”
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Private Photos
“I decided to use the time the bar was closed to set up some sexy photos for my husband. And that was when my boss walked in.”
Clothes Swap
“When I was invited to a clothes swapping party I wasn’t expecting it to include literally everything I was wearing.”
Desperate For A Flatshare
“With accommodation so hard to come buy, we could ask potential flatmates to do just about anything as part of the vetting process.”
Inappropriate Questions
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The waiter arrived and I watched his eyes lock onto Mia’s breasts for a second before he gained enough self-control to address her face.
“Do you mind if I order?” Mia asked as she looked at me. It was only half a question. “It’s just… I know what’s good here. There’s nothing that you don’t eat, is there?” I shook my head.
She ordered in fluent Spanish.
“I have ordered some wine for us too. It’s impossible not to drink with tapas,” she said.
I looked down at my notepad of questions. None of them seemed appropriate.
“Is this a regular of yours, then?” I asked, glancing around the café, wondering if they were used to seeing Mia like this.
“I come here sometimes. Not often, but a few times.”
“And… were you naked before?” I asked.
“Nude,” she said stiffly, “I prefer nude.” I nodded. I had read about Mia’s word preference during my research, but my mind wasn’t quite with me at the moment.
Mia’s eyes looked upwards thoughtfully. “I can’t remember. Maybe once, perhaps.” She shrugged. It was seemingly so commonplace to her that she genuinely couldn’t tell for sure. If I’d ever been nude in a café, I’d damn sure remember it.
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Socks Off. And The Rest.
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“Socks?” she said, “Really?” I laughed. It wasn’t so strange to be wearing socks!
She rolled up my trouser leg an inch and pulled at my sock, tugging it off my raised foot, and then performed the same routine with the other leg.
I remained standing and she unzipped my jeans and hooked her fingers into the waistband and pulled down. I had the second surprise in as many minutes as I realised she was taking my knickers with them.
“I…” I began to protest.
“Sssh,” she said, “We need to start from the ground up.”
I nodded as she rolled my jeans down my legs. I sat my bare buttocks on her sofa and lifted both my legs as she tugged at my underwear and jeans, pulling them off my feet and dropping them onto the back of a chair.
I’d honestly never felt so self-conscious, sat there, suddenly nude. Lisa sat back beside me in her PVC dress and boots.
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