Walked into his house and set down my gym bag. It was really quiet, he usually has music playing loudly. I had just come from my pole class and had a coverup hiding my black thong body suit, black halter bra and shorts. I was greeted with a warm welcome, hugging me close and kissing me hard. Someone was in a really good mood.
“Do you want to see what’s under this?” I asked, but didn’t even wait for a response. I pulled it off slowly and then sat down in the chair behind me. I reached down to pull the seven inch stripper boots out of my gym bag. “I’m going to put these back on,” I said outloud. I must be nervous, my recluant slut energy was making me feel anxious and just saying out loud everything I was doing in front of my fuck boy crush. But before I put the shoes on I pulled off my shorts. I made sure to turn around and stick my ass out while putting the shoes back on revealing that my body suit was a thong. I stood up and we laughed about how much taller I was. The shoes made us same height, and we made out some more. I felt myself starting to relax. He was rubbing and grabbing my ass. I stumbled a bit in my enormous shoes.