1. The doctor


    Date: 10/13/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Fetish, Author: Spip, Rating: 80, Source: xHamster

    turned on by it. However much she complained pointing out to her how wet it made her was enough to remind her of her place. There was no much she could deny then, betrayed by her own body... It at all began for her at a ceilidh, a traditional Scottish dancing event. It doesn't have to be purely dancing, as it can also be listening to music or poetry or stories, but as an organised event in a big city like Edinburgh it is normally purely for dancing. Well, that and meeting people. In that case I knew her already as she is a friend of my partner and the four of us, her husband, my partner, her and myself went to that ceilidh together. A ceilidh is a good place to dance with various people, not just your partner, so I had the opportunity to dance with her too, it would have been rude not to in fact. So there it was dancing a Canadian Barn dance, a couple dance, that having my hand on her lower back, maybe slightly lower than necessary, but this sort of things happen when dancing, I felt through the fabric of the dress she was wearing the elasticated band of her suspenders, or garter belt for our American friends. Now what is more arousing than knowing a woman is wearing stocking? And please don't say a man... She must have felt that I had my hand on it as she is a highly strung woman and I could feel her stiffen slightly. She also look at me with an embarrassing half smile, clearly not sure whether she should say something or not, but chose to say nothing in the end. I smiled ...
    back at her but said nothing at the time. It wasn't long before we found ourselves seating beside each other in the pews surrounding the dance floor while our respective partners went dancing again. She was seated beside me with her knees together which I now knew were dressed in stockings rather tights. I put my hand on her thigh rather high up were I suspected the stocking was finishing and the suspender strap would be, pulling it up. It was a good guess as I could clearly feel it and as I did so I could feel her tense up with her back straightening which had for effect to push her chest out. Not that it was what she planned to do but that was appreciated nonetheless. Passed the initial surprise instead of telling me off or moving away she opened up her legs slightly, although she wasn't looking at me but was looking straight as if to pretend that nothing was happening. I told her it was nice to know some women still knew how to dress properly while I was still rubbing her leg. She thanked me for saying so but I could tell that she was torn between liking the compliment and my hand where it was and at the same time being very uncomfortable by this happening in public, even so nobody could see it. Knowing she wasn't working on Mondays I suggested her she come to mine then so we could discuss fashion in more details and although she hesitated a bit she did accept. I don't think the hard-on improved my dancing for the rest of the evening but there are some discomfort a man has ...
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