Getting ready

Lexi finds herself rushing through her workload, so she can get home a little early and properly prepare for her date. Aside from a midday trip to the salon to get everything freshly waxed, she kept herself quite busy. All the way home, she couldn't help but think about what might happen, what Mistress Demonique will be like in person, hoping everything goes well. With butterflies in her stomach, and a perpetually wet pussy, she finally gets home, strips naked, and hops in the shower, forgoing her ritual after work glass of wine. During her shower, she resists the temptation for a little fun, best to save that for later.

Once showered and dried, she does her hair, giving it that somewhat messy, "Just fucked" look that she likes when she's feeling a bit wild. Her makeup she applies generously, smokey eye shadow, dark eyeliner, and of course bright red lips to match her finger and toenails. Just a touch of perfume to complete that. Next she pulls out the dress she bought just for the occasion. Far more daring than anything she had in her closet, not that she was a prude, but she wanted to make an extra good impression! A little black dress, as instructed. This one with a deep V cut in front, down to nearly her belly button, and nothing along the sides or back, the material simply meeting behind her neck. The back open down perhaps just a bit too low, showing just a hint of the top of her well-formed ass. The hem ending abruptly no more than inch below aforementioned backside.

She slips the dress on sans panties. Justifying to herself that she didn't have any that wouldn't show in this dress, but also because Mistress Demonique didn't mention anything about underwear in her instructions, and she so wanted to please this woman she had yet to even meet. Next a pair of strappy Louboutins she'd bought a while back to treat herself. Expensive, but oh so very sexy. Slutty yet elegant with the 6" stiletto heel and 1/2" of platform, the straps leaving her feet mostly bare. Her toenails, along with her fingernails, painted a bright red that happened to match the soles of these wonderful fuck me pumps.

She looks at herself in the mirror and smiles. Her somewhat messy hair falling over one eye, the thin material of the dress providing scant coverage of her tan skin, almost more decoration than clothing, she notes to herself, seeing the very clear outline of her erect nipples through the black fabric. The sky high heels forcing her to practically stand on her tiptoes. She smiled at her reflection, hoping Mistress likes her pets to look slutty. Next she opens up the ride share app and gets herself a ride to the bar where she is to meet Mistress Demonique, then heads out to the street.

All the way there, she finds her mind going back and forth, from anxiety to arousal, amusing herself a bit by playfully flirting with the driver, who seems to have a bit of trouble staying focused on his duties. Not that she could blame him. Eventually they arrive at their destination, and Lexi thanks him for the ride as she steps out, knowing that he's getting quite a view as she does so, a fact that only adds to her excitement. She looks at the building, takes a deep breath, and walks into the bar to meet her Mistress, and her fate.