Crossdressing Stories: Handling the Waiter

She gazed at him. “I am going to take my bath. I want you to get undressed and wait for me. Is that too difficult to understand?”

“I…I…no, of course not. I will get undressed.”

“Good girl.”

“Good girl?”

She nodded. “Yes. That is my pet name for you tonight, Leon.”

“I see.”

“You don’t mind I hope?”

“No, not at all.”

“Good. Get undressed and wait for me.”

She then allowed the robe to fall off her body while she was still in the living room. She could hear him gasp as she walked into the bathroom. She could imagine him ogling at her naked figure, hoping and wishing to see her from the front. Too bad, he had to just make do with the image of her thick luscious hips as she walked away from his view.

© 2020 Hellen Heels (Hljóðbók): 9781664970335

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Hljóðbók: 12 november 2020