Sasha started unlocking the front door of hers and John’s house, a smile on her face as thoughts of what’s about to happen tonight floated through her mind. When she finally opened the door, she shouted, “John, are you home?” When she didn’t hear a response back, the smile spread further across her face as she quickly rushed inside and closed the door behind her, hugging the bags she was carrying closely to her chest.
Closing the door, she rushed up the stairs to their bedroom to get everything set up quickly. It took her about 30 minutes to undress and put on the new outfit she bought today, get her hair and make-up ready, set up in the bedroom and check on her project in the basement. Fortunately, she didn’t have to wait long after that, as soon as she was coming up the basement stairs, she heard John’s car pulling in and stood at the top of the stairs.
When she reached the top, the front door opened, and John’s mouth opened to say something, but when he saw Sasha standing at the top of the stairs in a black pvc corset and skirt that came just below her ass that hugged her curves perfectly and accentuated her 34 C breasts. She was also wearing fishnet stockings that were connected to black garters that ran up under her skirt. From the angle John was at he couldn’t see under her skirt, but he didn’t think she was wearing any panties underneath all of that.
John could do nothing but stare as Femdom Sasha walked down the stairs, a devious smile on her lips as she drew closer. Sasha looked like one the mistresses he had seen on the femdom tubes. When she stepped in front of him, she whispered, “Do you like my outfit?” The only thing John could do was nod his head, his eyes roaming all over her body, appreciating everything the pvc was hugging. She drew him in closer and right when she was about to kiss him, she whispered, “Why don’t we go to the bedroom?” John only nodded, liking where this was going.
As Femdom Sasha was turning, she was turning the tie around his neck in her hands and dragging him up the steps using the tie as leash. When they finally reached the bedroom, Sasha turned around, and as she did, John leaned in for a kiss, which she stopped with a finger pressed to his lips. John opened his eyes and stared at her inquisitively. With a smile, Sasha said, “Not yet. First, take off all of your clothes.”
Without a moment’s hesitation, John stood up straight and immediately started taking off the button down shirt, almost ripping it off with his tenacity. Then he undid his belt and his slacks, and slid the slacks off with the belt still in the loop. All that he was standing in now was his boxers and his socks. When the belt hit the floor the boxers were already half way down his legs, and he was bending down to take his socks off. When they were off, he was standing there, naked, his cock standing at attention.
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