3 comments/ 100693 views/ 6 favorites Yellow Dress Ch. 01 By: KromeDragon "Hi sexy," I said over the phone. "So what are you wearing for me tonight?" I liked playing the dirty old man when I called. "A little cream blouse and tight jeans the way you like," you purred in reply. "Real tight with some camel toe for you." Oh I liked that. Sexy tight jeans that show off you femininity. Too bad you would not be wearing that for long. "I'll be there in a few minutes. I hope you're ready for me ." "Oh my panties are soaked. I can't wait till you get here." I disconnected and smiled to myself. This was going to be a fun night. I just hoped you were up to it. I arrived at you door in just a few minutes. You slowly opened the door for me after the first knock. As always you took my breath away. I placed my hand around the back of your neck and pulled to me. My lips touched your sweet wet lips. You opened your mouth as my tongue sought you out. I kissed you as if I were starving and only your kiss could sustain me. When I released you a great smile spread across your beautiful face. "Nice to see you to." I stepped into the livingroom as you closed the door behind me. In the reduced lighting I saw your husband sitting in his chair, watching us. I nodded an acknowledgement which he returned. I took you by the hand and guided you to the middle of the room right before him. "I have something for you. I think you will like it." I revealed a small wrapped box from behind my back. You smiled in anticipation. You unwrapped the box quickly, turning to smile at your husband who returned your smile. I'm sure he was eager to see what it was as well. A moment later you held up a little yellow dress with little daisies. The fabric was light weight and very thin. You smiled at me with a touch of confusion. "I want you to wear that tonight." I stepped up to you and kissed you softly. "I'll undress you now so you can try it on." Your eyes grew wide in surprise and your husband sat forward in his chair. I ran my hands along your waist and hips. I loved the shape of your body. I unfastened your tight jeans, making note of the sexy camel toe presented to me. You looked over your shoulder at your husband who was smiling at the show. Then you looked at me and smiled. I knelt before you and carefully inched your tight jeans down your hips, revealing your tiny pink bikini panties. Your jeans fell in a pile around your ankles. I kissed your hip and slid my hands around your waist and across your ass. You giggled slightly as I slowly pulled your panties down. Once again you looked at your husband for approval. He responded with a silent leer at your nakedness. Kneeling so close I could breathe the aroma of your arousal. I tenderly placed my lips on your recently shaved mound. You inhaled sharply and placed your hands on either side of my head. You tried to guide my lips lower, but I resisted the temptation to taste you so soon. Quickly I removed your shoes and helped step free of your clothes. I ran my hands up you legs and hips as I stood. I laid my hands firmly upon your breasts and kissed you deeply. You wrapped your arms around my neck and eagerly returned my kiss. Then I took hold of the hem of your blouse and slowly lifted it off of you. You stood before your husband and me clad only in your bra. You looked like you wanted to hide, to laugh, and to eat me right there. I put my hands upon your ass, caressing and squeezing your sweet cheeks. They slowly slid up your back, my fingers exploring the contours of your body. I found the bra and slowly unfastened it then peeled it away baring your beautiful breasts to me. I bent down a placed a tender kiss upon each delicious nipple. Then I took your hand and held it high, twirling you around, naked, for your husband to admire. "Put the dress on now." You slid the flimsy dress over your head and pulled into place. It fit a little tight, accentuating your breasts that nearly spilled out, your narrow waist. The gausey material flared out from your hips and feel several inches above the knees, barely concealing you. I twirled you again. The skirt lifted in the breeze and revealed your nakedness. "There are shoes as well." I sat you across from your husband and knelt before you. I raised the skirt and pressed your legs apart. Your thighs glistened with moisture from your excited pussy. I loved the sight of your naked folds. As I fastened the shoes upon you I made sure your husband could see your exposed sex. I took your hand and helped you stand. "One more thing." I presented to you a small pearl choker and fastened it around your neck. "It will have to do until I give you a proper pearl necklace later." I took your hand and twirled you around, your skirt exposing you. You were lovely. I kissed you and let my hands explore your bared bottom. "We should go soon before my son gets home." "Just a few more things before we go. Some simple rules." You nodded. "I will make all of your decisions tonight. You will not even open a door yourself. You will stand with your hands behind your back, feet apart, and your breasts out." I was happy to see you thrust your breasts out, adjust your stance, and clamp your hands behind your back. "You will speak when I allow you and you will look no one in the eyes but me. Is that understood?" You lowered your eyes. "Yes, sir," you meekly replied. I smiled. This would be a fun night after all. As we turned to leave the front door opened and a young man strode in followed by two other teenaged boys. He looked at the scene curiously. I saw his gaze fall upon his mother's pile of clothes. He couldn't help but see her bra and panties displayed on top. The boys were staring at you. They could not take the eyes off of you legs and breasts. The thin dress clearly revealed the outlines of your large dark nipples. I noticed you were looking at the boys. Bulges manifested in the jeans and their smiles were lascivious. You bit your lip and started to say something. I placed my hand upon your waist and guided you to the door. I knew you wanted to say something to your son. I opened the door and directed you out to my car. I left his father to explain. Tonight you were mine. Yellow Dress Ch. 02 I escorted you to my car, a silver and blue Mustang. You glanced over your shoulder at, a bold sexy smile upon your lips. I could not resist. I pulled you into my arms and pressed my lips to yours. I loved the taste of you. You returned my kiss with equal desire. I pushed you against the car. You slid your leg up mine. My cock growled to have you right there in your front yard. I sucked on your lower lip then regained my control. I took a step back and smiled. I opened the door for you. You looked crestfallen and I knew you had wanted me to take you right there. You turned to enter the car. "You must never sit on your skirt," I commanded quickly. You looked at me, puzzled by just how you should sit. A mischievous smile appeared as you raised your short skirt above your hips, baring your ass to the neighbors, and sat bare bottomed upon the cool leather seat. I beamed my approval before closing the door. We drove in silence a few miles before I laid my hand upon your leg. I stroked your soft skin, luxuriating in your tender flesh. You spread your legs and raised your skirt. I slid my hand across your inner thigh, hot and moist. You gasped in expectation as I let my fingers browse the folds of your sex. I pulled my hand away and you pouted. I placed my fingers in my mouth to taste you. I was inflamed with the urge to spread your legs and devour you right there. My manhood was aching for you and pressed impatiently at my pants. I reached down and quickly unzipped my pants. Your eyes glowed with pleasure as you reached over and carefully freed me. You stroked my erection a few times and started to lean over to suck me. "No mouth. Just your touch." You pouted again, obviously unhappy with my command, yet you complied. We drove the remaining few miles with your gentle touch massaging me. I pulled the car into the parking lot of Christopher's Restaurant. You smiled at my choice and reached for the handle. "Doors," I said firmly, reaching to take your hand. You hesitated then yielded. You were doing well, but I felt a small punishment was in order. I opened the door for you, standing there with my cock still uncovered, and watched your legs step out, catching a slight glimpse up your skirt. My cock twitched in delight. "Kiss me there then zip my pants." You bent down obediently and firmly placed your puckered red lips upon the crown of my cock. Then you gently returned my member to his captivity and sealed him inside. "You almost opened your door," I scolded. You hung your head down. I knew it was difficult for you to submit. I had to admit you were doing admirably. But there should be some repercussion for disobedience. "Turn around and bend over," I commanded. You bit your lip but did so. I pulled your skirt up over your hips, revealing your nakedness. I took just a moment to admire the view before bringing my hand firmly down upon your vulnerable bottom. A sharp clap ruptured the quiet evening. You gasped in pain and started to pull away. Before you could retreat I delivered two more spankings in quick succession. You gasped and groaned, your eyes wide with surprise. I admired the bright pink hue upon your cheek. Yes, I thought, much better. "Come my dear," I held my hand out to you. It took you a moment to take my hand, your bottom and pride still stinging from your punishment. The restaurant was not very busy. Only a few tables were occupied. As we passed every male face turned to look at you with unabashed lust. A few women did so as well, but most were made no attempt to hide their jealousy and envy. I held your chair for you. You started to sit, but I cleared my throat, and you remembered the rule. You looked me in the eyes and raised your skirt, displaying your pink bottom to everyone watching as you sat. The waiter raised an eyebrow at me and tried to hide a smile. He handed us menus. I took yours and handed it back to him. "The lady does not need a menu," I said firmly. The waiter nodded in understanding. I browsed the menu only a moment. "I'll have the crab legs and my lady will have the pasta and lobster. We'll have the white wine." "You remembered," you said with a smile. "Of course I did.". I slid my foot just inside yours and prompted you to part your legs. I could tell you were a little excited to be exposing yourself here, even if it were just under the table. However, I was quite sure the motion did not go unnoticed by several patrons who were subtly watching you. The waiter promptly returned with our wine. I dropped my napkin upon the floor and slowly leaned to retrieve it. "Allow me, sir. And I will bring you a clean one." The waiter knelt to retrieve the napkin. He remained there several moments, no doubt admiring your exposed femininity. Your eyes glowed with excitement and you licked your lips. "I will...umm...return with another, sir." I knew we would have excellent service tonight. Dinner conversation was casual. We discussed your studies and my travels. We skirted around sexual inuendo constantly. Finally I ordered strawberry cheesecake for desert. When it arrived, I told you to come sit on my lap. You stood slowly and gracefully walked to me. Everyone was staring at you. You turned and raised your skirt to your waist and slowly sat on my lap before carefully lowering and arranging the skirt. There was no doubt that every one in the restaurant had seen either your bared bottom or shaved loins. I ordered you to feed us and I lowered my hand between your legs. You moaned and spread your legs for me. The man at the table across from us had a clear view as I stroked your wet labia. You tried to keep your hand steady as I explored your sex. But when I finally caressed your clit you rolled your eyes and dropped the desert upon your breast. I pulled my hand from your sex, and with fingers glistening with your juices I pulled down the neckline of your dress, exposing your left breast. I licked the sticky desert from your chest before licking rolling your nipple between my lips. The waiter quickly appeared. "Sir, please, the other guests." "Yes, of course," I replied. "We are finished anyway." I laid several bills upon the table and had you stand, breast still fully exposed. As we slowly left I reached around you and slid my hand under the skirt of your little yellow dress, and raised it to your waist. I escorted you to the car. You sat bare bottomed, and I quickly joined you.