I had answered an ad on telephone dating service. She described herself
as a ‘bedroom dom’. I am not sure why I answered the ad and I did
not really expect a reply.
She phoned when I least expected. I did not think she would be
interested but I had mentioned in my reply that I like to dress in
lingerie — panties in particular.
I met her for a drink. She was younger ( 38 ) than me and somewhat
attractive but a bit on the heavy side. We had a nice chat and drink and
we went ours separate ways and I did not expect to hear from her again.
A week later,she phoned and said that she had a suggestions for me.
Would I be willing to do what she said. Would I trust her. She said it
might be worth my effort. She asked what sizes fit me- I said XL panties
and 40B bra. She meet her at Sophia’s Lingerie the next day at 6pm
Sophia’s is a fancy lingerie store in the east end.
I had problems at the work the next day – could not concentrate at
all.
I left work at around 5pm and took the Subway east nearest the store and
arrived just before 6pm and she was waiting — she said we are going
shopping for a new bra and panties for her. We seem to spend a long time
and I was getting a little aroused surrounded by all this sexy lingerie.
We were finally done and she ask me to pay the bill.
We left the store and she since I treated her to lingerie, she said she
would treat me to dinner. I suggested a place and we had a nice dinner
and a couple glasses of wine. I wondered what would happen next.
Near the end of dinner, she went to ladies and came back a while later.
She paid the bill and then whispered in my ear that it was time to go
and that she had her new lingerie on and asked if would I like to
see it ?
I said yes of course.
When we got out she said that I could go back her place if I promised to
do exactly everything she said. Ok I said. We went west on the subway to
the and then a short walk her apartment.
We sat down in her living room and she gave a shopping bag with her old
panties and bra. She said that I could leave now if wanted and take the
old lingerie — or I could stay. If I stayed I would need to follow her
every order.
Of course, I stayed and she gave me a little drink of brandy — for my
‘courage’.
We went into her bedroom and she said: “Strip to your underwear. Take
the old panties out of the bag and kiss the crotch. Take your underwear
off and put on mine. Do the same with the bra.” She was XXL and 42C.