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Oh, nothing I just thought I forgot something," I say shrugging it off and visually checking no lace can be seen poking out of my jeans. The paranoia wears off by the time we are at the bar and a weird sensation of relief starts to blow over me. I walk to the table and can feel every little movement of the lace against my skin. I feel immense. My cock is engorged but not enough to show. Just enough to make me feel so very horny. I sit down with Emmy and we start to chat about anything but her now Ex- Boyfriend. I struggle to concentrate as I start relishing my new confidence in wearing lace. In my mind my jeans have disappeared and I am just sitting there with my cock bound in lace, and it looks glorious