Service Station

I'd forgotten my lingerie when I took off my jacket !
I felt my face turn scarlet with embarrassment, but he just smiled,
and said "Relax, honey, we are both on the same wave-length. Take a look"
With that, he drew his own jacket aside, and unbuttoned his shirt a
little. Looking around to ensure that we were unobserved, he pulled his
shirt open.
I gasped in surprise, (and delight) as he showed me his underwear;
a lovely silk basque in red satin, with gorgeous black lace trimming ! I
could see that he had real breasts, filling the 38C cups with a lovely
cleavage !
" My stockings are attached to the suspenders on my basque, and my
panties are red silk, with black lace trim to match. I have lots more in
my room, if you care to come and see, honey", he said.
By now I was rock-hard in my knickers, so after I told him my girly
name was Cindy, I agreed to go to his room. His room was only a few doors
down the corridor from mine, so I said I would see him in about 30 minutes.
I slipped into my room, and delved into my bag. I was glad I'd
packed my little black sheath cocktail dress, wig and make-up, so it only
took a few minutes to take off my jeans and T-shirt, slip into my sparkly
black dress, put on my wig and make-up, using plenty of hot red lipstick
and gloss, slipped on my heels, and I was ready to go.
I took a quick look out the door; the corridor was clear, so I
stepped down towards his room, which was about 6 doors down. I arrived at
his door, and tapped gently, then waited. A soft click, and the door swung
open. I stepped inside, and an arm encircled my waist, as my new friend
came from behind the door. I turned to him, and immediately he pressed his
lips to mine. I closed my eyes, and returned his kiss. Nothing turns me on
more at a new meeting, than that first kiss. It usually shows how things
will turn out; the hotter that first kiss, the hotter the action after !.
As I slid my arms around him, I was surprised to feel soft silk
under my hands. I enjoyed the kiss a few moments more, then stood back to
take a look . lst our searching hans
He was wearing a gorgeous red Chinese kimono style cocktail dress,
just above the knee, and from the slits up the sides, I could see his
stockings were lace-topped, fully fashioned, and clipped to the suspenders
of the basque he'd shown me earlier.