The lift doors opened into my office, I took one last look at myself in the mirrored walls, checking for any obvious signs, and walked out, head held high with a grin on my face.
“Morning Red!” I hear from a colleague. “Nice dress, got a hot date tonight?”
I raise an eyebrow and smile coyly, “something like that.” I reply.
What he doesn’t know is that with every step I take I can feel the cum dripping out of me and pooling into my already saturated underwear.
***
My morning had been… a tad different than usual. Having recently gotten back in touch with an old school friend, who, as it turns out, is rather kinky, and in the market for a new cumslut to train, we met up for…breakfast??
It’s probably worth noting at this point that i’m a happily married woman who has never considered doing anything like this in the past; but there’s something about him, and specifically, his demands, that really excites me.
As I parked my car at our agreed meeting spot, my body was alive with nerves and excitement. I was desperate for, and yet terrified of what I knew was about to happen.