I went to the laundromat down the road from my apartment complex.
It was a cool fall day, perfect for wearing some kinky gear.
I was wearing hot pink rubber underpants, a black PVC long sleeved dress shirt, a red silk tie, black leather pants, black rubber boots, black PVC jacket, and a black PVC newsboy cap.
As I entered the laundromat there was only one other person there, an attractive middle-aged woman whom I could tell had money.
Sometimes you can just tell that someone has class.
My guess was she had gone through a recent divorce, hence being in a laundromat.
She noticed me and as I went through loading my laundry into a machine I was checking her out as well.
As I sat down at a small table to look at my UMD account I noticed her really checking me out. I've looked up and smiled and said hello.
She smiled back and said that she really liked my outfit and the way I paired the shiny vinyl raincoat with the leather pants.
I told her thank you and asked her if I could give her my business cards.
She shrugged her shoulders and said sure.
I pulled two out of my black PVC jacket pocket and handed them to her.
She looked them over and chuckled reading the second card in which I refer to myself as "Pie-Sexual".
She looked up at me nodding her head slightly without much of an expression but there was a smile in the form of a slight smirk and there was definitely curiosity in her eyes.
She very flatly asked me if all of the pies had to go in my face or would I accept being pied in other places.
I told her she was welcome to do whatever she wanted to do, and showed her some of my virtual business cards that were on my phone.
I asked her if she had something specific in mind that she wanted to do.
She blushed a little bit but was very cool and together and said that she wanted to put a pie in my leather pants but she was sure that I wouldn't let her do something like that.
I told her I would be more than happy to let her put a cream pie in my leather pants.
She looked at me in disbelief and sarcastically said yeah right you're really going to let me put a cream pie in those expensive leather pants..... I don't believe you.
I showed her some more pictures of me pied that were on my phone and she seemed to get a little excited and asked where are the pies?
I told her that normally I kept stuff in the back of my car for just such an occasion but because I was doing laundry that day I had removed my pie making materials but that I just lived a minute up the road at the apartment complex and could drive home, make the pie and be back in less than 5 minutes.
She said okay but make it two cream pies because I do want to hit that face with one!
I already had an erection from the excitement of this random interaction and her attitude towards everything.
When I got to my apartment I hurried inside and whipped up two of my PIE BOY specials.
Duncan Hines vanilla frosting, thinned with coconut lotion and then whipped in with barbasol shaving cream, piled high on a graham cracker crust.
I hurried back to the laundromat and as I backed into the door with my butt to open it holding the two massive cream pies the woman said that she quite honestly didn't expect me to come back and that I had been pulling her chain this entire time.
I told her I would never do something like that because I had a serious reputation to uphold and that made her laugh.
I set the pies down on the table where I had been sitting and backed away with my arms out saying here you go.
She looked around the laundry room with one hand on her hip, bit her bottom lip and came towards me. She picked up a pie and hefted it up and down in her hand saying that it was heavier than what she was expecting.
She said okay PIE BOY! Unbuckle, unzip and drop them!
As I unbuckled and unzipped my pants and drop them slightly holding them out for her to put the pie in them she saw my hot pink rubber pantaloons and lost her mind.
She was laughing and saying oh my gosh are those actually hot pink rubber underpants you're wearing???!!! Oh my gosh I can't believe this!!!!! You're actually wearing hot pink rubber underwear under your leather pants!!!
I'll tell you what PIE BOY!!!!!! THIS CREAM PIE IS GOING IN THOSE HOT PINK RUBBER UNDERPANTS!!!!!
She stepped forward and grabbed the waistband and pulled it out.
The cool air flooding in made me spirt out a little cum and she shoved the whole pie into my pink rubber pantaloons and let go of the waistband.
She said okay now go ahead and pull your leather pants back up and zip and buckled them because I want you to leave the whole pie in that hot pink rubber underwear you have on!!!
I stood there slightly uncomfortable because of the aluminum pie tin in my underwear and it made a circular imprint on my leather pants.
The woman was chuckling to herself and now fully enjoying what she was doing.
She was reserved in the beginning but now she had a genuine smile on her face and a little gleam in her eye.
She put one hand on my shoulder and with the other hand she reached down and patted gently on the pie tin in my pants and I could not help myself...... A load of hot cum exploded out of me and though I tried desperately to hide the fact I had just had a orgasm from this stranger..... I failed, because I could not stifle the grunt that came out of me and I could not control the shivering and trembling as I came.
She may have not noticed if she hadn't been touching me, but her hand was on my shoulder and she was standing close to me to be able to hear the grunt and feel the tremors run through my body.
She didn't laugh, she didn't say anything, she actually had a look of sympathy in her expression for just a second before her sly smirk returned to her mouth and the devious sparkle flashed in her eyes.
She walked over to the table and picked up the other pie and came back over to me with a rather sultry gait this time.
She took the PVC cap off of the top of my head and put it in my hands.
She parted a few strands of my hair out of my face and put her hand behind my head to steady it.
She came in close with her nose almost touching mine and said... You are getting off on this aren't you???
She backed up a little bit and moved to the side and she came in with the other cream pie and gently but forcefully pushed it into my face and smeared it around rather sensuously and up into my hair and then down the front of my black PVC jacket and shirt.
She said with a laugh... Oh my... I got pie... On your tie.... Which by the way is really nice touch.... I really like your shiny black vinyl raincoat and shirt, but I got to tell you it's the black leather pants that do it for me.
I like your Hunter boots too.... I know they're rather expensive.
She dropped the pie tin on the floor, took my black PVC cap out of my hands and put it back on top of my head, pulling it down tight and twisting it around just a little.
She patted on the pie tin in my pants again and I exhaled heavily through my nose making her chuckle.
She walked over, picked up her laundry basket and threw a hand up in the air as she sachet her hips walking to the door.
She said.... See you around PIE BOY. I'm keeping your business cards. I think this one time is enough for me so I don't think I'll be doing this again.... But you never know and I'm sure I might have a friend or two that might be interested in you.... They will at least love me telling them about this and showing them your cards. Take care hun.
And just like that she was gone.... and unfortunately for me I was caught!
Three young women came through the door right after her, took one look at me and began laughing and making all kinds of faces.
I still had 5 minutes left on my dryer.
Oh the humiliation!
I went into the bathroom to at least wipe off my face.
I left the pie in my pants because even though it was uncomfortable, it felt really good.
I heard my timer on my dryer go off and as I walked out of the bathroom the three young women were sitting at the table where I was before making faces that I can only describe as... Distaste.
Of course as I walked by to my dryer they were staring at me and giggling to each other.
I heard the words freak and weirdo.
As I walked the aluminum pie tin in my leather pants was making crackling noises as I walked and the round circle was very visible through my black leather pants.
I put my clothes in my basket and walked past them ignoring the eye rolls and faces of disgust......
None of that bothered me because the encounter with the classy lady was still tingling every last pleasure nerve in my body.
I wish I could have filmed the interaction.
Maybe I should ask the owner of the laundromat because there were at least eight security cameras in that place filming us the whole entire time.