Garter belt and stockings Stories

My husband had a conference he needed to attend in the town next to ours. I decided to tag along. Heck, a free room where I would also have access to a pool and spa while Josh was working for a few days. Who could say no to that? After checking into the hotel, we decided to have a quick drink at the bar. Josh talked shop with a few of his work colleagues while I nursed my dirty martini. A handsome black man sat on the sto...

Leaving Josh and Simon to bask in their orgasms, I strolled confidently over to Frank, Miranda, and Robert. Miranda smiled at me as she continued to stroke Frank and her husband. Frank's fingers were still probing her wetness. "Do you like what you see, Becka?" Miranda sighed, spreading her thighs with a wicked grin. "Please kneel on the floor between my legs, my little slut. I would like for you to lick my pussy while I...

When I was first hired, Frank let me know he would sometimes host private parties, and when there were, I would be expected to work them. Just after reaching my third month as Frank's submissive housekeeper, he pulled me aside as I was just finishing my shift. My pussy was still leaking his cum from his earlier fuck session. "Becka, I need you to work a party I am hosting this Friday." "I'd love to, Frank. What kind of pa...

It was a good thing I had the weekend to prepare for my new job. Frank had provided the uniform, a toned-down version of the classic French maid dress. What I did not have was any of the specific lingerie to wear underneath he had insisted on. I did not even own a garter belt, so I purchased two that Sunday at a local high-end lingerie boutique on Union Square, along with new bras with panties to match. I was now as ready...