My husbands leaving for his night shift, and he's treated me to a bunch of roses and a bottle of wine. As I say goodbye to him I walk into the kitchen and to my disbelief and shock there was a uniform hanging up. My School Uniform. I'm wearing my silk gown and underwear underneath. Through complete excitement I very quickly start to reminisce the old days putting my uniform on wow! I honestly can't believe it everything still fits as I parade around in my outfit I go to my Bluetooth mirror and start to look at myself checking the outfit out when all of a sudden I've clicked on something. An unknown number and a man on the other end has now seen me and through the awkward moment of him seeing me as a school girl I ask if he likes my outfit. Now I see very clearly he does as his cock is hard and as my husband isn't much fun why not have fun with a complete stranger Standing there with my whipped cream and plate I tell him to start wanking his cock I feel so naughty in my uniform and now I've started, I want to make sure he has a good time so I fill the plates up and slowly smush them in my face 1 by 1 why telling him and teasing him that he tastes so good and imitating wanking him off by shaking the whipped cream can. I tell the caller he's better than my husband and perhaps I'm wasting my time as his cock is so much better then my husbands.
I give myself a pie sandwich rubbing my hands and plates down my body getting messier and messier telling him I'll have to go soon as my husband will call me once he gets to work to let me know he's there ok. My husband doesn't know how messy I really get I tell the stranger I do hope we can do this again and push the last whipped cream pie in my face and rub it in licking my hands and brushing my hair back I come closer and tell him I better go this is our little secret ok and blow him a kiss.
Good heavens! How can such a lovely young lady, of the very finest upbringing, get up to this sort of theatrical tomfoolery?! Tut, tut, my dear! Continued behavior of this sort and we shall be forced to make your website Number One.
Ah. Well, it appears that this has already happened. Carry on!