Queen of shine (latex)

Jane was the pretty but cold girl of the class. Long dark hairs, pale skin, perfectly proportioned face. I could only dream of her from afar.

But there is no good story if things doesn't get at least a little bit mixed up.

Indeed, I have a burning passion for latex and PVC clothes, and I always wanted to make clothes from that material. Thanks to the new 3D printers, I could do exactly that. But I had no one to wear them, and no one to really share my hobby.

That's when Jane noticed my drawn models in my notebook.

"Wow, that's really sexy dresses. Aren't they a little bit short ?" She asked without any judgment.

"Uh... yeah, it's made to be sexy..." I told her.

"Oh ! I wouldn't mind trying one..."

She said that so naturally, I got speechless for a moment. But I couldn't let that opportunity pass.

"If... If you don't mind latex, I have some done." I told her, fearful of her reaction.

"Latex ? Isn't that for porn ?"

"Oh, no, it's just sexy dresses."

"Well, if you say so, I trust you."

I was shocked how open she was about all this. To the point that I was wondering if she was messing with me. But her look told me she wasn't.

Days later, we met at my place and I gave her one of my dresses. She put it on in the bathroom and came back with it embracing her shape, and hiding very little.

"The feeling is like nothing else, it covers my skin, follows my curves, makes me feel protected and hugged. I like that."

"Yes, and it looks good on you..."

At that compliment, she smiles. "Thanks ! Do you want to take some pictures for your book or something ?"

"You want to take pictures ?? Yeah, uh, if you're really ok with it, absolutely !"

"Good, let's get out, it'll be better in town than just in your room."

I followed Jane outside, and without fear or shame she let herself get photographed.

She came back several times, did photoshoots, and even bought some dress. It was a strange few months with a strange girl who loved sexy dresses, but it didn't stop there. As I was starting my company, selling my latex dresses thanks to her pictures, I got a call from Jane. She asked me to meet her at a bar, in town, and I found her there, in a latex outfit.

"I wanted to thank you." She said after the usual presentations.

"Thank me ? I should be the one thanking you, thanks to your pictures, I can start my online store."

"That's nice ! I'm happy for you ! Still, you made me discover latex, and I can't explain how much I enjoy it. I only wear that, even my panties are in latex."

"I'm happy to hear that."

"What's your website, I'll probably buy some dresses from you."

I end up giving the address of my store, and we talk for a while. She started modeling a while back and started to get some success. We got some fun and talked about our passion about latex.

Few years later in a fashion convention, I met again Jane in the sexiest dress I have ever seen her wear. I wasn't even sure she was wearing anything under it.

"Hi, I'm happy to see you here." She told me.

"Yes, I'm happy to see you too, I saw a few of your pictures in fashion magazine. It's strange not to see you in latex now."

"Thank you, but I always wondered..."

"Yes, what ?"

"Why did you never ask me out ?"

In the end, it was her who finally made the first move. We finished the evening in her bedroom, where I got the confirmation that she wasn't wearing anything under the dress.

"I love the feeling of the risk of getting caught." Is what she told me.

She then changed her clothes to a full latex catsuit, covering each inches of her skin, even her face.

After the initial surprise, I enjoyed fucking the faceless latex doll. It was like having sex with the quintessence of my work, like fucking latex itself. Through the material, I could hear Jane muffled's moans. I fucked her time and time during that night, through the small opening that revealed her pussy. It was the conclusion of our meeting, a model and a designer, fucking on their loved material...