The Limo

I've been lazing around the house all morning doing nothing and getting a little bored. Chris was working from home busy at his desk as usual. Though each time I waked past his door there was a nervous very fast click as he hid a window ... or at least that's what I think he was doing. Then out of the blue he appears in the living room.

"Emily go get ready to go out, my mother has Clare it's all sorted, dress sexily we're going to have some fun. In one hour a car is coming to pick us up." and with that he went back up stairs.

It is just after 10am so I have until 11. I wonder what he means by have some fun. He's always going on about me cuckolding him and trying to take pictures of me. I also know full well he talks to men online about me all the time. I hope it's nothing naughty like that that he has in mind. Though it's fun to talk about I'm no slut !

So I rush around getting ready. I've already done the usual shaving that ladies do and had a nice bath this morning. (Still no idea why I started shaving my pussy bare but I love it now.) However just for the fun of it I decided to put some better underwear on. But just before I do that I need to pump my breasts clear of milk. Since having our baby 2 years ago at Chris's insistence I keep my milk flowing. Even though our baby hasn't breastfed for about a year my breasts remain engorged with milk and need clearing 3 times a day or they get sore and start to leak. We've had some pretty heated arguments about why he wants me like this still but its a little sacrifice of time on my part and he seams to love it so much, so I for now, I relent. Besides it's quite a nice feeling 3 times a day. That done on goes the black stockings with the lacy tops. They get attached to a lacy back garter belt, all snug and tight. Then I pull up a small, wispy, black silk thong. It's a very very tight fit and hugs my shaved pussy like a second skin, providing a very detailed camel toe look. Lastly is my bra, one to match the set with the same lacy transparent fabric. It's not one of my favourite ones from the point of view that it doesn't really offer any support. It's very sexy looking and goes as part of the set but with these huge boobs the fabric offer no support at all. However Chris loves it, so on it goes. Over the top of it all goes a nice light grey wrap dress that's reasonably figure hugging, not tight but just right. You can't see my garter straps, nipples or anything like that but it does show my figure quiet nicely. As it's a wrap dress it can have a huge slit at the top or the bottom depending on how much you want to show off. Just right to tease Chris with. Some nice black 3" heals and some make up a little jewellery and I'm ready to go .. just as a huge stretch limo appears outside the house.

As I walk down the stairs I can feel my boobs jiggle and sway with each step, maybe this bra isn't the best idea. But I see that Chris at the front door he has suited up and has a bag with him. I smile warmly at my sexy husband as I see his eyes popping out of his head. "You like ?" I ask when I'm standing next to him in the hall.

"Ummm very much, you look good enough to eat, your carriage awaits me'lady." He puts the alarm on and locks the house up then escorts me to the limo. "This is very unexpected" I say to him as we walk the 10 meters to the car door. Just before we get there a man in a suit gets out of the drivers door and walks round, to open the door I expect. But strangely no, Chris opens the door and ushers me in with an outstretch hand. The man is standing there next to Chris watching me enter the limo. I feel my silted skirt spread at my legs going all the way up to my panties. Realising that Chris and the man are in just the right place to see everything (and I mean everything) I quickly gather the dress together and dive into the seat. So embarrassing my cheeks are right red, and then un-expectantly Chris and the man both get into the back of the car with me. Chris moves all the way across the expanse of the space and sits with his back to the drivers chair with his bag next to him. The man then sits next to me and closes the door.