TAILOR 3
Hi Larry,
God the things you make me do get me wet!!! On the way home from the store and the experience with Elaine I was still trembling with excitement. I unbuttoned my jean skirt and let it fall into the seat. First I started rubbing my wet pussy through my panties then decided to pull the crotch out of the way so I could slide my fingers inside. Ahead in the distance I saw a truck ahead of me and I wanted whoever was inside to get a look at my hot pussy while I fingered it. I sped my car up until I was alongside and slowed down. There was a good looking guy driving about my fathers age. He didn't notice me at first but as soon as he did he about lost control. I spread my legs as wide as I could and held my pussy open for him to inspect.
By then I was so close to cumming it only took about three more quick flicks of my fingers on my clit to make me explode. I slowed down immediately as I was having my own problems controlling my car. I saw his brakes go on, but there were several cars behind him and he couldn't slow down. When I got home my husband really questioned me about where I had been and what I had been doing. He seems to be getting very suspicious lately. I told him I had been to the library returning some library books and just lost track of time when I sat down to read a magazine there. I'm glad he didn't check under my skirt to find my soaked panties!! I quick decided to take a shower to hide the evidence.
I fantasized all night about you and the nasty things you make me do and how I was going to the tailors the next day to give him a look at my pussy too....just for you Larry.
As it turned out I really lucked out. I hadn't figured out what excuse I could tell my husband to go out late in the afternoon, but he got a call from a client and had to go out himself. Both of my ********* had things of their own going on so I was the only one home. I slipped on a pink garter, suntan colored hose and a pink french cut bra. Because you wanted me to, I wore a sheer pair of matching pink french cut panties too! I picked out a red minidress with a v-cut neck that buttoned up the front to wear. It was pretty short..but not indecent. Four inch red heels topped my outfit off. I also took along the same white skirt that you have a picture of me in and a red crop top that I have shortened to the point that if I put my hands over my head my tits pop completely out.
When I got to the tailors he had already closed up for the day...even though it was 15 minutes early. He was waiting to let me in and looked me over very carefully as I walked in and said how good it was to see me again and how nice I looked and what a sexy dress I had on. I reminded him that this visit had to be kept confidential and my husband should not find out about it. He assured me his lips were sealed. He asked if the skirt and or top I was carrying was what I wanted altered. I told him yes, but I was thinking about maybe changing the way the dress I had on looked a little too. I was already getting excited as I was thinking about following your instructions and reflecting on my experience the day before. The warmness between my legs was so comforting.
I laid my light coat I had worn across a chair that was there and when I did he was able to get a good look down the front of my dress and I'm sure he got a good look at my tits encased in my sexy french cut bra. I took my time laying it just right to make sure he saw it. He asked me what was it I might want altered on the dress I was wearing as it looked very nice the way it was. I told him that I wasn't sure I wanted to alter it but wondered how it might look if it was a little shorter and what a little tucking in around my breasts might do for its looks. He smiled and said he would try to accommodate whatever look I might want. He suggested we work on the length first and motioned towards the fitting stool. I climbed the two steps to the top of the stool and I knew he already had a pretty good view up my dress.
I told him maybe he should be the judge of how short would look good. First he moved it up a couple of inches to bring it up to the tops of my stockings and put some pins in all the way around. "How do you like this look", he said. I stepped down and walked over to his mirror. While looking at my self from all angles I did a couple of little bends to make it ride up in the back and show him my panties. Then I went to his stairs again like my husband had me do before. I climbed up a few steps and the bent to adjust my shoe. I asked the tailor if he thought the dress looked nice when I was on the stairs. He said it could hardly look better. I got back on his stool and said it was nice, but didn't he think it might look better if it was even a little shorter. I told him again to make it as short as he wanted. He told me the bottom button on my dress was in the way for hemming it up anymore without unbuttoning it. I told him I didn't have a problem with that and he should unbutton it if he had to. His fingers were shaking as he undid the button. With it undone the front of my panties came into his view. The darkness of my trimmed pussy was clearly visible through them and the folds of my wet pussy lips were pressed against them.
He hesitated as he looked but then rolled my dress up a little more. Now the bottom of my dress was even with the bottom of my panties and he looked up at me to see if that would be ok. I told him again any length he wanted it would be ok. He rolled it another turn and now half my ass was showing even standing straight. As he pinned the hem his hands were constantly brushing against my ass and pussy, but he didn't try to do anymore. He nervously asked me if this was too short. I told him that it probably would be for public wearing, but if he liked it like that it would be ok for now. He said he liked it very much. I again went to the mirror and did some turns and bends. Only a little bend made my panties get uncovered completely and when I put my hands over my head my dress pulled up high enough raise the hem to my waist. I asked him if he liked my dress like that. He stuttered as he said how beautiful it looked that way. I could see his cock was hard and suggested we work on the top of the dress now. I saw in the mirror that the wetness of my pussy was clearly visible through my panties and I'm sure he saw too!
He asked exactly what the problem was with the top of the dress so I just told him that it seemed a little loose and just wondered if it would be possible to make it fit tighter. He walked around me checking the seams and my ass, I'm sure and said it would not be an easy thing to do with that style. Obviously he wasn't getting very creative so I asked him if just moving the buttons over a little so the dress pulled tighter might do it. He smiled when I said that, and said that it might, but the only way to see if it would is if the top was actually unbuttoned. I pretended to blush and told him if that was the only way, I guess he would have to unbutton as many as he needed to. He suggested that I should unbutton the top three buttons, but I told him again that he was the tailor and he should do it. Besides, I told him I knew he would act professionally. He reached out and unbuttoned the top button, then the next, and finally the third button. This only left one button holding the dress together at all. The top was pretty well open although it was still covering my tits. He kinda pulled it together so it overlapped more than before and as he did he couldn't help but press my tits. My nipples were hard and pushed against my bra and dress.
He was becoming more excited and was shaking more than before as he said it was necessary for him to look at the inside hem to see if the buttons could be moved over far enough. I told him look at whatever he had to as I was sure he had seen a lady's bra before. As he pulled my dress open the last button on the bottom come undone and my dress opened completely. He started closing it but I told him not to worry, I didn't mind. My french-cut bra barely covered my nipples and I felt totally sexy as he inspected the inside of my dress. His eyes were scanning my front from top to bottom. I almost couldn't believe he didn't reach out and start touching me then, but he didn't. He did tell me how sexy my bra and panties were and how any dress would look good on me. I told him I hoped he didn't mind that they were very sheer and my nipples showed through as I held the dress wide open. Then he said he was afraid it would be almost impossible to do the top like I wanted but hemming up the bottom would be easy. I told him maybe I just should leave the whole dress the way it was and I should try the other outfit on. He said ok, he would remove the pinning from it.
I suggested that he take the dress off of me so he could remove the pins while I was putting the other outfit on. He got behind me and started slipping it from my shoulders. I nonchalantly walked over to the chair, picked up the other outfit and headed to the dressing room as he watched.
I was really surprised he hadn't tried to touch me more. I had certainly given him lots of opportunities. Anyway once in the dressing room I closed the curtain tightly so he couldn't see what I was up to. I slipped my bra off and slid my wet panties down over my thighs and put them on the bench. God I was horny. I started fingering myself and licking the juices from my fingers. I felt like continueing, but you had told me to model the second outfit for him so I thought I'd better do it. I slipped the skirt and top on and stepped out of the dressing room. He exclaimed what a pretty outfit that I had on and asked what I needed done to it. I told him again that the skirt might need shortened. I asked him what he thought? He smiled and told me a little shorter couldn't hurt and motioned to his stool again. My white skirt is short enough he could see immediately that I had no panties on. He stood before me a looked up to ask what to do next. That's when he noticed he could see the bottom of my bare tits under my crop top.
I told him to do what he did before. It was up to him how short to make it. Then he told me that was the sexiest crop top he had ever seen and asked if I wore it in public. I told him usually not because of what it did if I put my hands over my head for any reason. He asked me what I was talking about and would I show him. I raised my hands up and the top immediately pulled up and my tits popped out. He whistled as I took my time pulling it back down. He said he saw what I meant, but it sure looked good to him. I blushed again as he looked at my skirt again. He circled around me again and rolled the hem of my skirt up to about the bottom of my pussy. I moved my feet about a foot apart as I stood. His fingers were constantly touching my ass as he put his pins in the back and worked his way to the front. As he placed the pin in the front he ever so gently brushed across my pussy with his fingers. He told me I should look in the mirror to see if I liked it. As I walked to the mirror the hem bounced up and down flashing my bare pussy with every step and I could feel my asscheeks in the cool air. I did a few bends and put my hands over my head again to show him my tits. I asked him if he thought it would look even better shorter and he instantly agreed.
I stepped back on the stool and he pulled the bottom up so my whole pussy was showing. I placed my feet even wider than before and could feel the wet folds of my cunt pull apart a little as he started putting pins in. This time I felt one of his hands on my inner thigh as he felt the other on my ass. He slowly caressed my inner thigh inching his way to the wetness of my cunt. I reached up and held a shelf that was next to the stool and my tits popped out again. I was hanging on to the shelf as he pushed my feet farther apart and probed my cunt with his fingers. He occasionally reached up with a wet finger and spread some of my juices on my hard nipples and the tweaked and rolled them between his fingers. He told me I was his favorite customer and asked me if I liked what he was doing. I told him I was loving it as he started circling my asshole with one of his fingers. He started putting a little pressure against it and getting no opposition from me pushed a finger inside. Larry, it felt so good I can't describe it. There I was standing on his stools with my legs spread as far as possible, hanging on a shelf to keep myself from collapsing, having a strange guy seeing and feeling every inch of my body. I pushed against his finger as he pumped it in and out of my asshole. At the same time he fingered my clit like a pro. He removed his fingers and placed his tongue where they had been. It worked in and out of my holes until I was sweating with excitement.
Suddenly he told me to let go of the shelf and get down from the stool. When I got down I noticed he had taken his cock out of his pants. He told me to lay over his stool so he could ram his cock in me. I wanted to let him do it but you told me not to get fucked so I told him I couldn't so I slipped my top off and sat with my legs spread on the stool. I motioned for him to come closer as I rubbed my wet cunt. I took his hard cock in my hands and spread my juices on it. I was wet enough for both of us and soon it was sliding in my hands as I kissed and licked on the end of it. I asked him if he usually got females in for alterations that would show him their wet cunts and let him finger their asshole. Talking to him really got him excited and in moments I could feel the pressure swelling his cock even more. Cum spurted out of it like a firehose dripping off my face and chest. He fell back into a chair and I continued probing my cunt as he watched.
It didn't take long for me too to. Then I leaned over the stool like he had wanted before and reached behind. I worked my pussy with one hand and stuck a finger deep in my asshole. I erupted in an orgasm almost immediately and just lay limp over the stool for a few moments. When I regained my strength I cleaned up and got dressed again. He noticed that my white skirt had his cum on it and offered to have it cleaned for me. He said that was the least he could do. I told him that would be sweet and handed it to him. Then he asked what made me come back again. I just told him that I had a little friend that sometimes made me do fun things and smiled. God Larry, you are the best!!!!!!!
Love, RITA
Hi Larry,
God the things you make me do get me wet!!! On the way home from the store and the experience with Elaine I was still trembling with excitement. I unbuttoned my jean skirt and let it fall into the seat. First I started rubbing my wet pussy through my panties then decided to pull the crotch out of the way so I could slide my fingers inside. Ahead in the distance I saw a truck ahead of me and I wanted whoever was inside to get a look at my hot pussy while I fingered it. I sped my car up until I was alongside and slowed down. There was a good looking guy driving about my fathers age. He didn't notice me at first but as soon as he did he about lost control. I spread my legs as wide as I could and held my pussy open for him to inspect.
By then I was so close to cumming it only took about three more quick flicks of my fingers on my clit to make me explode. I slowed down immediately as I was having my own problems controlling my car. I saw his brakes go on, but there were several cars behind him and he couldn't slow down. When I got home my husband really questioned me about where I had been and what I had been doing. He seems to be getting very suspicious lately. I told him I had been to the library returning some library books and just lost track of time when I sat down to read a magazine there. I'm glad he didn't check under my skirt to find my soaked panties!! I quick decided to take a shower to hide the evidence.
I fantasized all night about you and the nasty things you make me do and how I was going to the tailors the next day to give him a look at my pussy too....just for you Larry.
As it turned out I really lucked out. I hadn't figured out what excuse I could tell my husband to go out late in the afternoon, but he got a call from a client and had to go out himself. Both of my ********* had things of their own going on so I was the only one home. I slipped on a pink garter, suntan colored hose and a pink french cut bra. Because you wanted me to, I wore a sheer pair of matching pink french cut panties too! I picked out a red minidress with a v-cut neck that buttoned up the front to wear. It was pretty short..but not indecent. Four inch red heels topped my outfit off. I also took along the same white skirt that you have a picture of me in and a red crop top that I have shortened to the point that if I put my hands over my head my tits pop completely out.
When I got to the tailors he had already closed up for the day...even though it was 15 minutes early. He was waiting to let me in and looked me over very carefully as I walked in and said how good it was to see me again and how nice I looked and what a sexy dress I had on. I reminded him that this visit had to be kept confidential and my husband should not find out about it. He assured me his lips were sealed. He asked if the skirt and or top I was carrying was what I wanted altered. I told him yes, but I was thinking about maybe changing the way the dress I had on looked a little too. I was already getting excited as I was thinking about following your instructions and reflecting on my experience the day before. The warmness between my legs was so comforting.
I laid my light coat I had worn across a chair that was there and when I did he was able to get a good look down the front of my dress and I'm sure he got a good look at my tits encased in my sexy french cut bra. I took my time laying it just right to make sure he saw it. He asked me what was it I might want altered on the dress I was wearing as it looked very nice the way it was. I told him that I wasn't sure I wanted to alter it but wondered how it might look if it was a little shorter and what a little tucking in around my breasts might do for its looks. He smiled and said he would try to accommodate whatever look I might want. He suggested we work on the length first and motioned towards the fitting stool. I climbed the two steps to the top of the stool and I knew he already had a pretty good view up my dress.
I told him maybe he should be the judge of how short would look good. First he moved it up a couple of inches to bring it up to the tops of my stockings and put some pins in all the way around. "How do you like this look", he said. I stepped down and walked over to his mirror. While looking at my self from all angles I did a couple of little bends to make it ride up in the back and show him my panties. Then I went to his stairs again like my husband had me do before. I climbed up a few steps and the bent to adjust my shoe. I asked the tailor if he thought the dress looked nice when I was on the stairs. He said it could hardly look better. I got back on his stool and said it was nice, but didn't he think it might look better if it was even a little shorter. I told him again to make it as short as he wanted. He told me the bottom button on my dress was in the way for hemming it up anymore without unbuttoning it. I told him I didn't have a problem with that and he should unbutton it if he had to. His fingers were shaking as he undid the button. With it undone the front of my panties came into his view. The darkness of my trimmed pussy was clearly visible through them and the folds of my wet pussy lips were pressed against them.
He hesitated as he looked but then rolled my dress up a little more. Now the bottom of my dress was even with the bottom of my panties and he looked up at me to see if that would be ok. I told him again any length he wanted it would be ok. He rolled it another turn and now half my ass was showing even standing straight. As he pinned the hem his hands were constantly brushing against my ass and pussy, but he didn't try to do anymore. He nervously asked me if this was too short. I told him that it probably would be for public wearing, but if he liked it like that it would be ok for now. He said he liked it very much. I again went to the mirror and did some turns and bends. Only a little bend made my panties get uncovered completely and when I put my hands over my head my dress pulled up high enough raise the hem to my waist. I asked him if he liked my dress like that. He stuttered as he said how beautiful it looked that way. I could see his cock was hard and suggested we work on the top of the dress now. I saw in the mirror that the wetness of my pussy was clearly visible through my panties and I'm sure he saw too!
He asked exactly what the problem was with the top of the dress so I just told him that it seemed a little loose and just wondered if it would be possible to make it fit tighter. He walked around me checking the seams and my ass, I'm sure and said it would not be an easy thing to do with that style. Obviously he wasn't getting very creative so I asked him if just moving the buttons over a little so the dress pulled tighter might do it. He smiled when I said that, and said that it might, but the only way to see if it would is if the top was actually unbuttoned. I pretended to blush and told him if that was the only way, I guess he would have to unbutton as many as he needed to. He suggested that I should unbutton the top three buttons, but I told him again that he was the tailor and he should do it. Besides, I told him I knew he would act professionally. He reached out and unbuttoned the top button, then the next, and finally the third button. This only left one button holding the dress together at all. The top was pretty well open although it was still covering my tits. He kinda pulled it together so it overlapped more than before and as he did he couldn't help but press my tits. My nipples were hard and pushed against my bra and dress.
He was becoming more excited and was shaking more than before as he said it was necessary for him to look at the inside hem to see if the buttons could be moved over far enough. I told him look at whatever he had to as I was sure he had seen a lady's bra before. As he pulled my dress open the last button on the bottom come undone and my dress opened completely. He started closing it but I told him not to worry, I didn't mind. My french-cut bra barely covered my nipples and I felt totally sexy as he inspected the inside of my dress. His eyes were scanning my front from top to bottom. I almost couldn't believe he didn't reach out and start touching me then, but he didn't. He did tell me how sexy my bra and panties were and how any dress would look good on me. I told him I hoped he didn't mind that they were very sheer and my nipples showed through as I held the dress wide open. Then he said he was afraid it would be almost impossible to do the top like I wanted but hemming up the bottom would be easy. I told him maybe I just should leave the whole dress the way it was and I should try the other outfit on. He said ok, he would remove the pinning from it.
I suggested that he take the dress off of me so he could remove the pins while I was putting the other outfit on. He got behind me and started slipping it from my shoulders. I nonchalantly walked over to the chair, picked up the other outfit and headed to the dressing room as he watched.
I was really surprised he hadn't tried to touch me more. I had certainly given him lots of opportunities. Anyway once in the dressing room I closed the curtain tightly so he couldn't see what I was up to. I slipped my bra off and slid my wet panties down over my thighs and put them on the bench. God I was horny. I started fingering myself and licking the juices from my fingers. I felt like continueing, but you had told me to model the second outfit for him so I thought I'd better do it. I slipped the skirt and top on and stepped out of the dressing room. He exclaimed what a pretty outfit that I had on and asked what I needed done to it. I told him again that the skirt might need shortened. I asked him what he thought? He smiled and told me a little shorter couldn't hurt and motioned to his stool again. My white skirt is short enough he could see immediately that I had no panties on. He stood before me a looked up to ask what to do next. That's when he noticed he could see the bottom of my bare tits under my crop top.
I told him to do what he did before. It was up to him how short to make it. Then he told me that was the sexiest crop top he had ever seen and asked if I wore it in public. I told him usually not because of what it did if I put my hands over my head for any reason. He asked me what I was talking about and would I show him. I raised my hands up and the top immediately pulled up and my tits popped out. He whistled as I took my time pulling it back down. He said he saw what I meant, but it sure looked good to him. I blushed again as he looked at my skirt again. He circled around me again and rolled the hem of my skirt up to about the bottom of my pussy. I moved my feet about a foot apart as I stood. His fingers were constantly touching my ass as he put his pins in the back and worked his way to the front. As he placed the pin in the front he ever so gently brushed across my pussy with his fingers. He told me I should look in the mirror to see if I liked it. As I walked to the mirror the hem bounced up and down flashing my bare pussy with every step and I could feel my asscheeks in the cool air. I did a few bends and put my hands over my head again to show him my tits. I asked him if he thought it would look even better shorter and he instantly agreed.
I stepped back on the stool and he pulled the bottom up so my whole pussy was showing. I placed my feet even wider than before and could feel the wet folds of my cunt pull apart a little as he started putting pins in. This time I felt one of his hands on my inner thigh as he felt the other on my ass. He slowly caressed my inner thigh inching his way to the wetness of my cunt. I reached up and held a shelf that was next to the stool and my tits popped out again. I was hanging on to the shelf as he pushed my feet farther apart and probed my cunt with his fingers. He occasionally reached up with a wet finger and spread some of my juices on my hard nipples and the tweaked and rolled them between his fingers. He told me I was his favorite customer and asked me if I liked what he was doing. I told him I was loving it as he started circling my asshole with one of his fingers. He started putting a little pressure against it and getting no opposition from me pushed a finger inside. Larry, it felt so good I can't describe it. There I was standing on his stools with my legs spread as far as possible, hanging on a shelf to keep myself from collapsing, having a strange guy seeing and feeling every inch of my body. I pushed against his finger as he pumped it in and out of my asshole. At the same time he fingered my clit like a pro. He removed his fingers and placed his tongue where they had been. It worked in and out of my holes until I was sweating with excitement.
Suddenly he told me to let go of the shelf and get down from the stool. When I got down I noticed he had taken his cock out of his pants. He told me to lay over his stool so he could ram his cock in me. I wanted to let him do it but you told me not to get fucked so I told him I couldn't so I slipped my top off and sat with my legs spread on the stool. I motioned for him to come closer as I rubbed my wet cunt. I took his hard cock in my hands and spread my juices on it. I was wet enough for both of us and soon it was sliding in my hands as I kissed and licked on the end of it. I asked him if he usually got females in for alterations that would show him their wet cunts and let him finger their asshole. Talking to him really got him excited and in moments I could feel the pressure swelling his cock even more. Cum spurted out of it like a firehose dripping off my face and chest. He fell back into a chair and I continued probing my cunt as he watched.
It didn't take long for me too to. Then I leaned over the stool like he had wanted before and reached behind. I worked my pussy with one hand and stuck a finger deep in my asshole. I erupted in an orgasm almost immediately and just lay limp over the stool for a few moments. When I regained my strength I cleaned up and got dressed again. He noticed that my white skirt had his cum on it and offered to have it cleaned for me. He said that was the least he could do. I told him that would be sweet and handed it to him. Then he asked what made me come back again. I just told him that I had a little friend that sometimes made me do fun things and smiled. God Larry, you are the best!!!!!!!
Love, RITA
