The convenient thing about having a FWB who works second shift (while my schedule varies each week) is that we have plenty of mornings free to fuck for several hours at a time. That’s what was on the agenda this particular morning, as I showered and decided what to wear. I knew it would be a skirt or dress, of course, because I like to make sure everything is easy access… I get what I want faster that way. Eventually I settled on a simple, very low-cut black dress and my trusty little kitten heels. I wore my favorite bra, too, a deep red, front-clasping one that makes my ample cleavage look even more spectacular, and a pair of pink lacy panties.
I don’t usually wear underwear when we get together like this; honestly, why bother? But today I needed them, since the day previous a fun new toy had come in the mail: a small, perfectly shaped clitoral vibrator that I could press into place and have my panties hold it snug and secure. I toyed with myself for a few minutes while I waited for him to pick me up, testing all the various settings. It’s a wonderful little piece of technology.