Garterbelt and Stockings, Sexy Garters, Garter Belts & Fishnet Stockings
She’d laid out the new garter belt and stocking set on the bed before her bath. Now, as she lay there soaking in the warm, foamy water… she took another sip of champagne and smiled to herself. Her devilish plan to surprise her man for his birthday was under way. Dinner and dancing with friends - that would come later. But first, a lunch time interlude - her gift to him. She panicked and hoped to God he’d be available for it. She kicked herself for not locking it in with his PA first. Never mind… what she had planned should pull him out of any meeting! She climbed out of the bath and moisturised herself all over.
It was a naughty, red lace garter belt and stocking set. Lingerie that was deeply seductive, almost vixen-like… it matched the way she felt right now. She slowly eased on the smooth silk stockings… sheer to the thigh and then the tops were more of the exquisite lace. Hmmm, to wear panties or not to wear panties? Once the garter belt was snapped into place it would be too late to decide then. She compromised and slipped on a matching red open-crotch thong. There! Easily accessible, as well as functional.
Once the sexy garter belt and stocking ensemble were all in place she needed to address her top half. She’d purchased two potential red bras. A fine, lacy bra with tiny black bows and love-hearts woven onto it; or the sexy silk push-up bra that enhanced her breasts and made her feel feminine and erotic? She’d answered her own question! She stood back and looked at herself in the full-length mirror. Feeling breathless and flushed she couldn’t help but admire what she saw. Her legs looked amazing – long and slender… the garter belt and stockings made her feel and look like a sophisticated movie star.
Taking the photo of herself wearing the sexy garter and stockings was trickier than she thought. She used the mirror in the end – how else could she get it all in! And then, after texting it to his phone, she popped on her red stilettos, lay back on the bed and opened her book. And she waited…..
Before she’d finished the first chapter a car roared up the drive and skidded to a halt, wiping out a rose bush and part of the garden bed. A cloud of dust and the door flew open. Literally running to the bedroom… a snapped off rose between his teeth, was Birthday Boy in a frothing frenzy. No sooner had she squeezed out ‘it’s all for you darling’ and in one giant leap he’d launched himself onto her. And right on queue, her gorgeous garter snaps all pinged in unison.