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How Did She Discover Pt. 2

Continuing from the first part of "How'd She Know":

Spankmasters
May 10, 2024
7 min read
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How'd She Know Pt. 02
How'd She Know Pt. 02

How Did She Discover Pt. 2

The shiny satin surrounded me, her heated pussy was working my erect cock while the smooth satin of her teddy slid over my balls and inner thighs. Wearing this long, silky charmeuse satin dress on my bare body made me feel like I was in another world and I climaxed, releasing streams of warm cum. My dick throbbed inside the gorgeous woman. Was I dead? Am I in heaven?

She slowly removed my dick from her pussy and put her red glossy lips around my shaft, sucking out all the remaining juices. She licked her lips.

"All right darling," she said casually. "I have a busy week ahead, so I need to go to sleep now."

I thought about the dress, it was sweaty and needed to be washed. I tried to take it with me when I changed into my male clothes.

"No way, babe. You haven't paid for this. And I'm going to have it dry-cleaned, so it can be worn again later," she said with a hint of a smile.

Wow, she drives me crazy.

I left the store and headed back home, it was almost 8 pm and I needed to have dinner and rest as well.

As I walked home, I realized I didn't get her name.

Hopefully, I'll see her again. I pass that gown store every day, so I should run into her during the week.

At home, I took off my shoes as soon as I stepped in the door, then hung up my bag along with my blazer and keys.

My apartment is cozy, located on the outskirts of town, about a 25-minute walk from the office.

I grabbed a microwave meal and heated it, too tired to make something from scratch for dinner. I sat on the couch in front of the TV where I usually ate and fell asleep.

I normally wake up around 2 am and go to bed as otherwise, I'll be sore and exhausted the next day.

However, last night, I couldn't be bothered to change into my silk and satin pajamas. I had a busy week ahead signing a new client.

My job is demanding and tiring mentally, so a good night's sleep was crucial.

This morning, my alarm started ringing.

Damn! It's already 8 o'clock! I must've forgotten to set it to my usual wake-up time of 6:45 am.

And for some reason, I was wearing my favorite silk floor-length nightdress. I must have put it on before going to sleep, not realizing how tired I was.

I frantically tried to take off the nightdress, but remembered the deadline I had. So, I thought, I'll just put my work clothes right over the nightdress. I'll have to be careful to avoid the dress peeking out from around my pant legs as it's quite long and will definitely poke out from underneath.

I put on my blazer, took my bag off the hook, and got my keys.

I had been walking to work every day except Fridays, when I would take my car to be safe in case I stayed late.

I got to the office at 8:45 am on the dot and was greeted by my uncle, my boss. He was understanding about me being late and said he just wanted to make sure I was fine, more worried if I didn't answer the phone because he trusted me too much.

He reminded me of the new client that was arriving at around 10:30 am.

I work in advertising and marketing, my job is to find companies that need help promoting their products but not spending too much. We've obtained a high rating of 4.9/5 in the country.

I didn't know about the client or their company. It was all a mystery and my job was to quickly figure it out. So, I needed to think fast.

I set up my office and put my things away. I grabbed myself a decaf to start the day.

My stomach rumbled as I noticed that my bread was still in the toaster and hadn't even been toasted. It would be stale when I return home this afternoon.

I'm too busy to step out and grab a bite to eat, so I pop a mint to quell my hunger sensation.

My uncle calls me to let me know the clients have arrived, and I need to seal the deal to receive a bonus. It'll be my 13th client in six months, making me victorious over my boss by the end of the month.

Suddenly, there's a knock on my office's glass door. As I look up, a gorgeous blonde woman with a satin pencil skirt and glossy black stockings catches my eye. I feel my erection starting to press against my trousers, reminding me of the nightdress I've forgotten about.

Urging the woman to join me, I stand to greet her, but she politely declines.

Thank goodness! I didn't want her to witness my hard-on through my trousers.

The woman sits down and leisurely crosses her left leg over her right. The sound of her stockings rubbing each other sets off a series of shivers.

"Hello, I'm Janet. My mother and I jointly own the bridal shop just around the corner," she says, flicking her hair with a half-smile.

My heart sinks. I'm shocked to find out I've been sending secret glances at the shop window every day.

"Sign here, here, and here," I banter.

Janet laughs and remarks that she's noticed me peering into her shop for a while. "Do you secretly desire women's dresses? You should be ashamed of yourself, these are made for women," she comments, flirtingly.

"Yes, I'm a big fan. Actually, I'm planning to pick out a dress in there today," I respond, trying to blend my joke with flirting.

Janet winks and teases, "I knew you were a crossdresser! You're such a naughty boy!"

I reassure her, saying it was all in good fun, and that's how I interact with clients to create a relaxed atmosphere.

Humbled, Janet admits that she was just teasing.

After a couple of hours of discussing ways to attract more customers, Janet agrees to join the roster of clients.

A triumphant day for me, I only need to onboard one final client.

I show Janet the way out, but then, she hugs me and quickly lets go. I brace myself, fearing she felt my spaghetti straps beneath my shirt.

"Dammit! Did she feel my straps?" I panic. "Oh no... I've got to be careful now. I can't go past that shop anymore. I'll have to take a different route home."

Returning to my office, I realise Janet's coat is left behind. I can't contact her, so I'll just seize the day and deliver the coat before heading home.

Approaching the store, it looks closed with its covered windows. I knock anyway as there might be other staff present.

The door barely opens, and I'm about to turn around when Janet calls out, "Hey! Thanks for getting me my coat. I want you to meet my older sister. We've been running this shop for years, and we're practically like twins!" She invites me inside.

Forced to oblige, I slip into the store. Janet reveals her pink satin dressing gown, complete with see-through lace peeking out from her cleavage. She gestures to her other sister, the saleswoman who fucked me the day before.

And there she is, a stunning woman in a sheer lace bodysuit. Both sisters wear similar gowns, leaving me thinking about what they might be wearing underneath.

Janet yanks off my jacket, and Trish murmurs in my ear, "Janet suspects you're wearing something hidden beneath your clothing."

My heart thumps wildly. "What made her think that?" I asked, my voice trembling.

Janet undoes my shirt's buttons one by one while Trish undoes my belt.

As she tugs at each button, Janet bites her bottom lip and instructs me to stroke her silk.

I follow her command and find myself caressing the sumptuous silky satin fabric. I can feel a Teddy concealed under her dressing gown, and my knees almost buckle. Trish unzips my fly and releases the button, causing my trousers to fall to the ground, unveiling my midnight black silk nightdress glistening with sleek, buttery soft fabric. When the nightdress frees itself from my trousers, it brushes against my rigid cock, causing it to throb.

Trish strokes my hands down my legs, and Janet presses her lips against my neck.

Trish guides my hands to the spiral staircase, which is adorned with satin draped over the railings and changes color as we climb. Janet keeps watch over me, ensuring I don't step on my floor-length silk nightdress.

We reach the room, and the bed features golden satin pillows covering the top half, and emerald-colored glittery silk sheets. The walls are still covered and draped in silky satin material.

My cock craves release at this moment.

Janet and Trish lead me to the bed and instruct me to slide up toward the silky pillows. They advise me to be quiet as they have something to show me.

The two beautiful women begin kissing and touching each other, allowing their satin gowns to fall elegantly to the floor.

To my delight, they both stand before me, adorned in glistening white glittery satin Teddies, silk stockings concealed in the matchng pants. Each woman occupies a hand, caressing each other's delicate skin and smooth breasts, their hands gliding over the silky material. The sight arouses me, and I long to possess them both. They continue to kiss and fondle each other frantically, their bodies entwined in a sensual embrace.

Pre-cum glistens at the tip of my cock, moistening my silk nightdress slightly. I gently peel the nightdress away from my torso to accommodate my throbbing member. They both look over and see the rock-hard bulge straining against the silk fabric.

They slowly navigate their way to the bed, feeling the silky sheets beneath them. Trish places her hand on my testicles and Janet wraps her hand around my cock, pulling down my foreskin and starts to lick the head. I'm experiencing utter ecstasy; the silky satin pillows behind me, the satin sheet beneath me, Janet's satin body against mine, and her mouth on my cock. Trish moves toward my face and orders me to lick through her silk Teddy, so I oblige. My tongue rubs through her silk Teddy, exploring her satin-clad pantyhosed pussy. I speed up my actions, causing her to moan loudly. Meanwhile, Janet suctions my swollen member, making me sense a wave of euphoria.

I've never felt this level of erotic pleasure in my life. This combination of silk, beds, and women is incomparable. I'll never abandon my silky satin fetish. To be continued...

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