As Zak lay there feeling his semen cool on his rock hard abs he thought about the evening's events. He had intended to end his affair with the stunning Airel once he discovered her secrets. She was not seventeen as she had told him, she was twenty-two and married.
Airel admitted to her lies but wanted to discuss it in person. Zak agreed and they decided to meet in their usual rendezvous on her patio. His decision about having no more sex with her was quickly forgotten when she appeared on her patio dressed in a French maid's uniform. Clad in the short black silk dress completed with white apron and ruffled petticoat she took a position on the end of the chaise lounger.
Zak was then taught about doing it dog fashion. This new visual stimulation had him harder and more excited than he had ever been and he experienced a monstrous orgasm. Later she mounted him without removing her outfit and commenced to ride him as they had done on their first meeting. The tactical stimulation of her silk dress and white ruffles rubbing against his body was now combined with the visual of his cock disappearing under her short dress.
As they lay there afterwards she promised him a new experience, anal sex. This lesson would have to wait a few days as he was heading out of town with her husband. Now Zak had heard about anal sex but had never experienced it, he didn't believe there was anything better than slipping his hard teenage cock into a tight wet pussy.
Zak busied himself with his Summer job, working out and hanging with his buddies as he waited for Airel to contact him. They all knew Zak was lucky when it came to finding willing girls to fuck and loved to hear his stories. The group was disappointed when he had no new ones to share.
He wanted to share his experience with Airel, but he had promised not to tell anyone and he had never broken a promise. His patience was rewarded when she sent a chat request the next night at around 10:00 PM. Once again he was blown away by her appearance on his laptop screen.
She was clad in a black bra that had a different kind of sheen to it that wasn't silk or satin.
"Do you like it?" she asked as she ran her hands over the cups.
"Oh yeah," he responded.
"It's made of leather. So are the panties and garter belt," she informed him.
Zak thought his cock was going to tear through his sweatpants at her announcement. He had seen girls in leather pants and skirts and always thought they looked great. He never had the opportunity to find out how they felt under his hands.
"Would you do something for me?" she asked.
"Anything," came his rapid response.
"I bought you something that I would like you to wear tonight," she crooned.
Where is it?" Zak asked.
"It's hanging on the fence in a black plastic bag. Do you think you can slip out and get it what with your folks still up?" she questioned.
"Piece of cake," came his answer.
"Good. Now go get it and call me back," she said as the chat ended.
Zak's parents were so engrossed in the television they never heard him slip out of his room and head outside. The bag was discovered and he managed to sneak it back into the house without detection. Once back in his room he discovered that the bag contained a black leather thong complete a zipper.
He quickly lost his sweatpants and slid the tiny garment up his legs. He marvelled at the sensation of the strip of leather that settled between his butt cheeks and the feeling of the leather against his cock and balls. He then sent Airel a chat request that she quickly accepted.
"Let me see. Let me see," she begged.
Zak stood up and tilted the camera on his laptop. He heard Airel issue an ecstatic moan as he modelled his newest possession.
"You look so fucking hot," she commented.
"Thanks," was all he could say.
"Did you get hard sliding them on?" she asked.
"Yeah I did," he replied with a touch of embarrassment.
They chatted for an hour and Zak grew more excited by the minute. Finally, she glanced at her watch and announced that it was time to meet. Zak felt naked as he slipped out the side door in his thong and vaulted the fence. He found that Airel was already waiting for him.
As she described, her bra, garter belt and panties were all made of supple black leather. The garter belt held up thigh high black stocking and her tiny feet were encased in black ankle boots. She made him stop his approach and turn around so he could model his attire.
She stood up and approached him and a second later they were wrapped in each other arms. The feeling of her leather bra against his naked chest was beyond description as were the feeling of her hands on his bare butt cheeks.