I LOVE MACKINTOSHES 8
Posted: July 9th, 2019, 5:19 pm
Another month went by since the scary cat episode. A parcel arrived for me.
A bright lime green PVC anorak and trousers plus a handwritten note from David.
I know you must be angry with me for the way I fell for Georgie. I am so sorry and wish to apologise to you from the bottom of my heart.
Georgie and I are now finished. I fear she does not want to be feminine, preferring to take on a manly persona instead.
Please let me back into your heart.
If you will or just want to talk or even shout at me, please email me and I will be at the Imperial hotel the very next day.
David.
XXX
It took me all of five seconds to email and say yes and a further five minutes to try on the PVC anorak and trousers.
The following evening, I was sat in the Imperial bar with David. I wore my new lime green PVC anorak and trousers and David had on black leathers.
I tried to keep up with Georgie in the leather department, he said, but she has so much gear it was impossible. I’m sure she gave it a go being feminine with the wig and all, but when I was away, I was sure she had all her old friends around like before. When I challenged her on this, she agreed it was true. She wasn’t going to change her lifestyle for me or anyone else, but she did enjoy the leather presents I bought her.
Are we still friends? he asked hopefully.
I nodded and kissed him on his cheek.
Do you want to come up to my room?
I shook my head. The next time you are up here then maybe.
Great. Next Tuesday 7pm here as usual.
Tuesday was a long time coming. When it did, I was ready to enjoy myself.
Red PVC mac and black rubber corset for me and David black leather jeans and leather t-shirt. We went straight up to his room, he threw me on to the bed, kissing me passionately, his hands feverishly caressing my mac.
I unzipped his bulging jeans, pulled out his erection and seriously wanked him. He opened my mac and went down on me. I was wet with anticipation already. I orgasmed quickly and noisily. He pushed himself into me and came.
I love you, he gasped.
We carried on meeting at the Imperial Hotel for a further two months. It was just glorious sex every time but nothing more serious.
Do you see Nikki at all? He asked.
Since you came back into my life, No. I’ve spoken to her on the telephone. She’s okay and I think she is becoming very close to Georgie. She has been speaking of selling her little flat and moving in with Georgie. I’ve told her to be careful and get some kind of document assuring her of future tenancy rights if they broke up for example. Apart from that she is really enjoying wearing lots of leather.
I want you to have a drink at my place tonight, I said.
I would love to. Shall I bring a bottle of wine? Or bubbles to celebrate?
No, I’ve plenty chilling out.
We strolled to my home, cracked open some bubbles and showed him around.
Finally, my bedroom, with wall to wall wardrobes. I opened a couple I knew would be of interest to him.
How many, he asked staring at all my PVC macs and dresses.
You can count them if you want to, I smiled at him. If I wear a different one every day just think how many orgasms, you’ll get.
On a more serious point though, instead of staying at the Imperial Hotel, would you like to stay here with me?
Oh yes, Fantastic, love to and I can chip in with the expenses instead of giving it all to the Imperial. When can I start?
Now if you like.
Great, I’ll go get my stuff, check out and be back very soon.
One hour later I had a man living with me in my home. It had only taken seven years.
A bright lime green PVC anorak and trousers plus a handwritten note from David.
I know you must be angry with me for the way I fell for Georgie. I am so sorry and wish to apologise to you from the bottom of my heart.
Georgie and I are now finished. I fear she does not want to be feminine, preferring to take on a manly persona instead.
Please let me back into your heart.
If you will or just want to talk or even shout at me, please email me and I will be at the Imperial hotel the very next day.
David.
XXX
It took me all of five seconds to email and say yes and a further five minutes to try on the PVC anorak and trousers.
The following evening, I was sat in the Imperial bar with David. I wore my new lime green PVC anorak and trousers and David had on black leathers.
I tried to keep up with Georgie in the leather department, he said, but she has so much gear it was impossible. I’m sure she gave it a go being feminine with the wig and all, but when I was away, I was sure she had all her old friends around like before. When I challenged her on this, she agreed it was true. She wasn’t going to change her lifestyle for me or anyone else, but she did enjoy the leather presents I bought her.
Are we still friends? he asked hopefully.
I nodded and kissed him on his cheek.
Do you want to come up to my room?
I shook my head. The next time you are up here then maybe.
Great. Next Tuesday 7pm here as usual.
Tuesday was a long time coming. When it did, I was ready to enjoy myself.
Red PVC mac and black rubber corset for me and David black leather jeans and leather t-shirt. We went straight up to his room, he threw me on to the bed, kissing me passionately, his hands feverishly caressing my mac.
I unzipped his bulging jeans, pulled out his erection and seriously wanked him. He opened my mac and went down on me. I was wet with anticipation already. I orgasmed quickly and noisily. He pushed himself into me and came.
I love you, he gasped.
We carried on meeting at the Imperial Hotel for a further two months. It was just glorious sex every time but nothing more serious.
Do you see Nikki at all? He asked.
Since you came back into my life, No. I’ve spoken to her on the telephone. She’s okay and I think she is becoming very close to Georgie. She has been speaking of selling her little flat and moving in with Georgie. I’ve told her to be careful and get some kind of document assuring her of future tenancy rights if they broke up for example. Apart from that she is really enjoying wearing lots of leather.
I want you to have a drink at my place tonight, I said.
I would love to. Shall I bring a bottle of wine? Or bubbles to celebrate?
No, I’ve plenty chilling out.
We strolled to my home, cracked open some bubbles and showed him around.
Finally, my bedroom, with wall to wall wardrobes. I opened a couple I knew would be of interest to him.
How many, he asked staring at all my PVC macs and dresses.
You can count them if you want to, I smiled at him. If I wear a different one every day just think how many orgasms, you’ll get.
On a more serious point though, instead of staying at the Imperial Hotel, would you like to stay here with me?
Oh yes, Fantastic, love to and I can chip in with the expenses instead of giving it all to the Imperial. When can I start?
Now if you like.
Great, I’ll go get my stuff, check out and be back very soon.
One hour later I had a man living with me in my home. It had only taken seven years.