Bound to serve or bound to get it?
It’s almost Thanksgiving and I’m releasing a story today, but it’s no Turkey! In a week where the meals are big and the days may be cold, you can get your fill of hot stuff with “Bound to Serve Pt.2”, where getting served has never been more satisfying. “Bound to Serve Pt.2” is the second part of “Bound to Serve Pt.1”, which you may have guessed from the title. While “Bound to Serve Pt.1” was dedicated to the ‘getting caught’ aspect of wearing panties by a man, part deux is all about the ‘service’.
This story took an unexpected turn as I was writing it. I kept thinking of “Some Like It Hot” and Jack Lemon dressed as a woman and complaining about being pinched in the elevator. Also, I’ve watched King Kong the other day, the one with Jeff Bridges and Jessica Lange, and I couldn’t get Jeff Bridges’ bountiful mane out of my head, so it made in the story, but on someone else’s head.
Here’s the blurb:
“Bound To Serve” is a Satin Delight story.
Everything changed when Cary was ‘caught’ wearing satin panties by his next-door neighbor, Terry. Now Terry has Cary serving at her party dressed as a sexy French Maid, complete with heels, thigh-highs, sexy satin panties, and a lacy bustier. Can Cary pull off the ruse? Or will everyone at the party see that the sexy woman serving the drinks is really a man?
Before Cary could resist, Daxton had pulled him away from the wall and spun him, as if they were dancing, until Cary’s back was pressed against Daxton’s front. Startled, Cary felt Daxton’s erection pushing through his jeans. The photographer’s dick wasn’t huge, but it was insistent against Cary’s ass.
“You are a striking woman,” Daxton panted, and he put his chin on Cary’s shoulder.
They were standing on a plush shag rug in front of a large mirror. The room was dark, lit only by a couple of lamps on the bedside tables, so the two of them were tangled figures caught in shadows.
“You are a beautiful woman, and I could take wonderful photos of you,” Daxton said. He hugged Cary around the middle. “We could make beautiful art together.” The photographer put his hand on Cary’s thigh, on the lace top of his thigh-highs. “I could do things to you that would make your body sing, darling,” he said, his hand slipping up Cary’s leg.
Another inch and the photographer’s hand would reach Cary’s panties, then the man would feel the thick, telescopic lens Cary had in his panties…
WARNING: “Bound to Serve Pt. 2” is intended for a mature audience who understands that pinching and pawing another person is never a good idea. Remember: keep your hands to yourself because it’s the right thing to do. Also, you never know what you might find under that skirt!