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Hhhmmmm …
This looks good…
No ….
Ummmm …
Too casual …
Too old …
Whose is this..?
Too loose …
Too tight …
Where the hell did this come from..?
Too big …
Too small …
Oh … what about this? This might work … no…
Not sexy enough …
Ugh..!
Damn ..!
“FUCK..! Why does getting dressed to see him always cause me so much bloody stress?!?! SHIT..!” Trixie stood naked, hair dripping fresh from the shower and rummaged through her closet. She maniacally pulled skirts from hangers and shirts from drawers. “I HAVE NOTHING TO WEAR!!”
She sank to the floor in the large walk-in closet. There were so many clothes, but nothing seemed quite right. She let her head fall into her hands. “Think, girl… think! He said he was taking you to dinner… what is so difficult about getting dressed for dinner?”
Frustration washed completely over her. When she finally looked left at her shoe rack, she stared for a minute before sitting up and reaching for a shoe box. It was the one holding her new black with white polka dots 4 1/2 inch high stilettos. The fuck-me shoes with the cute bow attached right above the peep-toe. She pulled them out and inspected the pink leather accent inside.
Catching a glimpse of herself in the door mirror, she twirled the shoe by its heel and watched the muscles in her arm flex with the movement. Tiny beads of water still glistened on her shower fresh skin, as if not wanting to leave the softness of her body.
A single droplet slid down her breast and clung precariously to her nipple. She took the heel of her shoe and used it to push on the flesh above it. The water held steadfast. Again, Trixie pressed forward with the spike, but this time below her nipple. And still, the droplet remained.
“What a beautiful nipple decoration I have,” Trixie mused, admiring the new addition to her body. She brushed the shoe against her belly as she watched the miniature crystal chandelier linger on her jiggling breast.
“I wonder how long you will stay if my nipple becomes erect, my little liquid Diamond? Hhmmm?” Trixie dragged the stiletto up one thigh, across her waist and down the other.
She pulled up into a kneeling position, spreading her knees, never taking her eyes off the precariously perched drop of water. When she turned the shoe upside down and grazed along her vaginal lips, the tremors of her flesh nearly pulled the moisture free from its stronghold.
And as she shivered slightly at the sensation, she watched as her nipples responded to the call. Pretty pink raspberries developed, but still the drop of water did not fall.
Eyes misting over, half closed, she continued circling and stroking herself with the spiked heel of her new favorite. Thin red lines scratched patterns across her flesh. Streaks of passion, a maze for her liquid Diamond to follow down her body.
Finally … finally … the precious droplet released its hold. It meandered slowly down the curve of her breast. Shimmering for merely a second before dropping to her stomach. The dip inside her belly button nearly ended the journey. But, the clear gem rolled on. Over the roundness of her ample belly and curving around her waxed mons. It found its demise when it slid into her cleft, finding and joining Trixie’s natural moisture.
Trixie smiled as she climaxed. “Welcome home my Diamond. It’s about time you’ve come.”
Sated and soothed, she pushed herself slowly from the floor and strode to her lingerie drawer. Inside, she retrieved a pink and black wisp of a garment nestled in with its cousins of silk and lace. Bringing it to her nose, she inhaled deeply. The thong was infused with the wonderful smell of fresh lavender from the sachet she always kept tucked in with her panties.
She stepped into the featherweight fabric and pulled it up her thighs. Her skin was alive with the sensations of self pleasure and the satin felt deliciously sexy. Trixie bent down to retrieve her black with white polka dots 4 1/2 inch high stilettos. The fuck-me shoes with the cute bow attached right above the peep-toes, just as the doorbell rang.
She glanced at herself in the mirror one more time. Naked, except for the delicate thong and her new favorite shoes … she knew she was dressed perfectly for her man.
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Liquid Diamond
1 ounce Vodka
1 ounce Peach Schnapps
Fill rocks tumbler with ice. Add vodka and peach schnapps. Stir.
Enjoy!
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