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From: dulcinea97@aol.com (Dulcinea97)
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Subject: DULCINEA: The Box (m/f, Rom, cons)
Date: 6 Nov 1996 01:08:01 -0500
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The Box
by Dulcinea

The box arrived second day air, addressed to her.  Puzzled,
she turned it over, looking for some clue as to who had sent it.
A-ha...  A lingerie company.  Must have been meant for a
surprise.

A surprise?  She pondered that a moment, her fingers poised
to tear into the carton.  Suppose she wasn't supposed to have
seen this, suppose he was going to give it to her for Sweetest
Day.  A glance at her watch showed her that he wouldn't be
home for at least three hours.  Could she wait that long?

She carried it up to their bedroom, dropping it on the bed and
reaching for the phone.  Dialing his number, she waited and
waited, but got no answer.  Frowning, she hung up the phone,
still staring at the box.  What should she do?

Open it! a little voice whispered.  Succumbing to temptation,
she ripped into the cardboard, dumping the contents on to the
bed.  Satin and lace, brilliant colors; she gasped at the pile
before her.  Oh, but he had been busy!

It took less than a minute to shed her clothes and to slip into
the first of the lingerie.  This was a rich purple satin nightshirt,
with lace across the front, and high slits along the side.  Her
reflection in the mirror smiled back at her; she looked sexy.

He would really like this sleep shirt, she knew, imagining his
hands sliding across the satin on her ass, through the slits on
the side to touch her bare flesh.  And the way her nipples
peeked through the lacy front would excite him to no end.

Slipping out of the nightshirt, she folded it up and set it aside.
Next on the pile was a black baby doll.  "Oh my." she whispered,
sliding it over her head.  Could anything be more diaphanous?  It
had lace straps, and lace cups across the bra, but the rest of
it was completely see through.  Even the little matching panties
were sheer, her hairless pussy lips showing.  She shivered,
feeling her excitement growing.  This was worse than being naked.
It felt as though she were dressed, but as she could see herself in
the mirror, everything was plainly visible.  Of course, if she was
excited by this, he should go crazy when he saws her in it.

Oooh.  Little panties like this would make him want to eat her out
through them.  It was something he'd talked about in the past, her
wearing a pair of sheer panties as he licked her clit.  Of course, he
would be tempted to suck her nipples through the lace, his cock
growing so hard.....

Better change before she got this outfit wet.  Blushing, she picked
up the next outfit, a black teddy.  Well, that was odd.  She had
several teddies, so what made this special?  Shrugging, she tried it
on, deciding against trying on the red stockings or the fishnet
stockings that were with it.  Better she leave the stockings for him.

It was a beautiful teddy, lots of lace and satin.  The high cut on the
thighs made her legs look even longer, but the bra was a bit
uncomfortable.  It had a strange underwire....  running her fingers
along the wire, she thought she felt a hole.

It was torn!  Too bad, she thought.  But the hole seemed weird.
Realizing what it was, she gripped the satin cup of the bra, pulling
it off the underwire.  As she thought, there was the unmistakable
sound of Velcro separating.  Tear away bra cups.  Oh my!  Her
breasts were completely exposed, pushed up and out by the teddy.
How delightfully wicked.  He would have so much fun with this!

Hmm..  she could wear this under the black dress she planned
to wear to dinner tonight.  The fishnet stockings would be a
reminder to him all night about what she wore underneath.  And
when they got home, she could slip out of the dress, and he could
amuse himself.  Oh yes, this had possibilities....

The last gown she had to try on was immediately her favorite.
Emerald green, her favorite color, it was a long gown, satin and
lace.  Very feminine, very sexy.  Slipping it over her head, she
shivered as it slid down her body, falling almost to her ankles.
The lace left her shoulder almost bare, and her imagination
supplied an image of him standing behind her, kissing her
shoulders, licking the back of her neck.

Closing her eyes, she saw him laying her back on the bed,
sliding the gown up over her hips, the material bunching on
her stomach.  Poised between her legs, he slowly brings his
hard cock down to rub against her pussy lips, teasing her,
then slowly, oh so slowly, sliding into her wet pussy.

Her breathing was coming faster now. Her eyes flew open,
staring into the mirror.  The hands on her breasts were real,
the lips kissing her shoulders were his and not some fantasy.
"You're home!" she cried.

"I came home early, and look what I found!" he chuckled in
her ear, his hands giving her breasts a good squeeze.  "You
look so beautiful.  What were you thinking, standing here with
your eyes closed like that?"  His fingers pinched her nipples,
making her gasp.  "Were you thinking about me?"

"Uh-huh."

"About me, seeing you in this sexy lingerie?"

"Uh-huh."

"About me making love to you while you're wearing this sexy
lingerie?"

"Oh, yes!"

He laughed, pulling her towards the bed.  Laying her down, he
slid his hands along her legs, pushing the satin gown up over
her hips.  "Well, then, my lady, allow me to fulfill your little
fantasy."  He leaned over, kissing her stomach.  "Happy
Sweetest Day."

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