A slinky negligee, a gossamer babydoll, a see-through slip, a demi bra; a purple satin nightie, sheer cotton pj’s, a spandex bodysuit, crotch slit silk panties, a thong bikini bottom with see-thru-mesh top: a lace-up corset that makes my big soft breasts all but pop out in a guy’s face: these are but some of ways i work my wiles on the guys I lure up to my tiny studio apartment above the boutique I own a black off Madison Avenue.
“I enjoy frilly things next to my body almost as much as I love a cock in my mouth!”
Hey, I sell intimate apparel 9 to 5 and I’m not supposed to have fun? A Baby built like moi? I am, my friend, a woman, 43, solid years of female. When I see a cute expensively dressed hunk come in to get some lingerie for his wife or girlfriend, more often than not, I get the itch, deep in the pit of my vulva, and more often than not, I offer to model my sexiest items in a small apartment I keep upstairs, for just such a purpose.
“And most of all, I love to get out of all the clothes I’m wearing and get down to the basics: sucking and fucking!
Obviously, I’ve never been turned down. And why should I? Look at me. My tits. My ass. My legs. You can bet that when the fashion show ends, the heavy duty lovemaking begins! So sure, I love to dress up – almost as much as I love to take it all off!