I couldn't believe it, I got an email on my Yahoo "The PIE BOY" account from the people working with Martha Stewart.
Martha had discovered me from a random picture on the internet and wanted me to appear on her show!
I had had the hots for Martha Stewart since I was 17 years old so of course I immediately replied back and agreed to be on her show.
Her people responded saying, "Great! Sending you a first class plane ticket and setting you up in a hotel....
Will give you all the details about your appearance on the show when you get here. We will brief you and run through the script when you come to Martha's studio. Please bring several of your PVC Vinyl, Latex Rubber, and Leather outfits with you for the show. Martha really wants to showcase you and your different looks and styles on the episode. Thanks, and we will see you next week."
I was so excited I was beside myself!
I wondered how Martha would Pie me on the show.
I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that she had found one of my digital PIE BOY advertisements that I send my friends and repeat customers. One of my customers must have posted it somewhere and it got spread around from there. However she found me, it really didn't matter, I was just beside myself that she was interested in me and wanted me to appear on her show all dressed up so she could hit me in the Face with a Cream Pie!
Another one of my fantasies coming true!

The day of my flight I decided to wear my purple leather pants and jacket, a red "PIE TARGET" t-shirt, my black Rubber Hunter boots, and a red PVC newsboy cap.
The plane ride in first class was something else. Although I had flown before it had never been anything close to first class.
When my plane landed at the airport I was met by a limo driver who helped me with my two massive suitcases.
I had nearly brought almost every outfit that I could think of that I had and nine full PVC suits in different colors.
The full PVC suits alone took up one whole suitcase and weighed over 100 pounds. Vinyl gets very heavy!
Martha's people had booked me into a suite at a Hilton hotel.
The limo driver offered to help with my luggage again and I told him that if he was picking me up again tomorrow to just leave them in the car because they were going with me to the studio.
He gave me a nod and then handed me his card telling me to call him if I wanted to go out later.
I thanked him and headed to the front desk to check in and get my room key.
The people at the front desk must have been in the know because I could detect slight smirks and some sideways glances among the staff as I approached the desk.
I was greeted graciously and warmly though and I could see smiles on their faces as they made out what my shirt said.
I decided to give them the full treatment and took my purple leather jacket off, folding it over my left arm so they could all get a good look at my "PIE TARGET" shirt.
That got smiles and raised eyebrows out of the staff.
I got a few looks from other people in the lobby as I walked to the elevators.
In the elevator I felt myself starting to get hard in my luscious purple leather pants and by the time I reached my floor, I had a raging erection.
The sound of my purple leather pants grinding and squishing as I moved in the quiet elevator, had me turned on and I was nearing that point that I always get to where I get so hot and turned on, that I start craving a Cream Pie in my Face.
I put my purple leather jacket back on before the doors opened and shivered with horny delight.

The elevator doors opened and as I walked down the hall to my room, I couldn't resist squeezing myself.
I got to my door and tapped the key card letting myself in, closing the door behind me and leaning back on it.
My heart rate was up and my breathing was a little labored because I was so turned on at that moment.
My eyes scanned the room.
It was ridiculously lavish and there was enough room for a whole entire family to spread out.
I thought about exploring my digs but I had a pressing problem to take care of first. I had to get out of my clothes because I was about to cum inside my purple leather pants and I didn't have anything else to wear to the studio in the morning.
I made it to the bedroom bathroom and unzipped my purple leather pants and freed my throbbing member from there supple leather grasp.
I was just in time because as I ran my shaking hands over my purple leather outfit, I exploded a massive load of cum that had been building up all day, into the walk-in shower.
A sudden flash of paralyzing fear ran through my body making my heart skip a beat.
How on Earth was I going to control myself tomorrow with Martha?
I decided to take a shower and try to put those thoughts out of my mind.
I undressed and laid my clothes out on the bed and took the longest hot shower I had ever taken in my life.
I slipped into the world's most wonderful white bathrobe and lost myself and it's luxurious softness and ordered up room service.
I could have had anything I wanted but I went for a simple cheeseburger, fries and a beer.
That's when I noticed it.
A note. Just a small little note on the refrigerator door in the kitchen.
I took the card down and opened it.
It simply said, "Compliments from Martha Stewart."
I opened up the refrigerator door, and there before me were shelves filled with the most amazing looking Cream Pies I had ever seen.
I slammed the door shut, my heart beating like a drum!
Oh NO.... I said to myself.... Be strong... Resist temptation!
I slowly opened the refrigerator door again knowing good and well that I shouldn't, and that's when I saw another small note taped to the lid of one of the massive Cream Pies.
It simply said, "Please don't hesitate to call down to the front desk if you would like assistance from one or more of our staff with Martha Stewart's Cream Pies."
I couldn't believe it!
I was starting to get an erection again just because of the wonderful, thoughtful, anticipation of everyone involved, and it made me so horny.
I had a huge dry lump in my throat and I was shaking all over.
I slowly closed the refrigerator door again and made myself go back to the couch and put on a movie.
I picked some awful cheap horror flick so my mind would be as far away from PVC, Rubber, Leather and Cream Pies in my Face as possible.
Eventually I fell asleep on the couch and didn't wake until the phone rang early the next morning.