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Posted: Wed Oct 26, 2011 8:53 am Post subject: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
Edward stood at the check-out of the Shoe Department at Penny’s, leaning on the counter and looking at the lingerie department cattycorner across one of the two main aisles that ran the length of the store. The Lingerie Department was in the back corner of the store and next to it was the Women’s Department. While facing the Shoe Department, one would see the Men’s department on the left and to the right was the Boy’s Department.
It was a Wednesday morning and business was slow. Mr. Harrison, the Department Manager, had gone to a doctor’s appointment, which he did often as he was frail and approaching retirement, much to Edward’s satisfaction. Edward had worked in the department for a little over a year and had been a stock boy before that for a year and a half. He was the person most likely to take over the department as long as he kept on the good side of the Store Manager, Mr. Dufresne, which he had accomplished so far.
Edward was twenty-three, slim build, average height and had thick dark brown hair combed back with hair oil and parted on the side. He was a typical young adult for 1958, being un-educated beyond High School and viewing his career at Penny’s as the one and only career he would have or cared to have. Who knew, one day he could be Store Manager or higher at one of the country’s largest chains. Most of his friend’s had gone off to college though as they were all nerdy shy young men outside of the popular clique and more interested in Mad Magazine and Popular Science than Playboy or Sports Illustrated.
As he gazed across the way he could see the panties hanging on the racks in various pastel shades, the white bras all in a row on two circular metal rod racks, the gowns, the slips, girdles, garter belts and various other silky, dainty and feminine articles that he loved to feel and fondle. When he was a Stock Boy he had the privilege of stocking the lingerie and always loved to open the big boxes stuffed with erotic undergarments and pull them out to help Miss Frieda Braun, who ran the department. It was like Christmas morning. He tried not to caress the garments as he handled them, at least when Miss Braun was watching. When he was in the back or alone he would stroke the panties, smell the fresh new nylon and fantasize about wearing them and stroking himself as he did with his Mother’s panties. Edward didn’t like messing with his Mother’s lingerie, but she was the only woman in the household and he loved lingerie. The first time he climaxed he was stroking himself in a pair of her panties and had to wash them in the sink and hide them under his bed to dry. After that he was hooked and wore her under things every chance he got, which was seldom with his little brother hanging around all the time and his Mother not working.
Back when he stocked it was easy to steal the lingerie, most of which he threw away when his mother cleaned out his closet. He was sure she must have found the articles, but had not said a word. He just knew she thought he was a fairy, especially since he did not have a girl friend. Edward had dated a few times in High School and made it to second base with Gertie, the loose girl in his science class that needed help. She had stroked him off in the back seat of his Dad’s car with her panties and had even let him get his fingers wet in her pussy. From the first time he tongue kissed her he was in love and felt sure she had settled for him as a steady boy friend, reputation or not, but he was crushed as he walked past the A& W one day to see her in a car kissing a Fullback in a letter sweater.
Edward was not a recluse and had dated several other girls, one for eight months, but never had more fun than a little fondling here or there. He wasn’t a bad looking guy, but he wasn’t a Frankie Avalon either. Being a serious and thoughtful person, he desired to meet the right girl and have a family and a car in the garage of a house he owned, so he saved like a miser. Once he became department manager he wanted to move into a rented room to get out on his own. Then he could invite girls over and have the freedom every young man desires.
Lately Edward had found that he longed for the touch of a girl, to caress and fondle her, kiss her and maybe even go all the way, but he hadn’t had any luck for quite a while. So, he gazed at the lingerie department wishing he could see the women trying on lingerie in the dressing room, wishing he could touch them and slide his hands over their nylon covered bodies.
Miss Braun was busy replacing merchandise and straightening up the racks. He observed her with curiosity. She was an older woman, probably a little over forty, but had a youthful, attractive face. Her short blonde curled hair tapered neatly from her neck upward to where it curled neatly on top of her head. The sides too tapered sharply to exposed ears. The front was combed to the side without bangs in a very strict and clean look. She had pretty blue eyes, high cheek bones that formed an attractive curve down her cheeks to a narrow chin. She always wore bright red lipstick. Edward decided she was very attractive for her age, and besides, was always nice to him.
He hadn’t really noticed her figure before, but now he studied her shape as she was knelt down. She tended to wear wool suits, sometimes with a sweater underneath and sometimes not. Her clothes were always tight and fit perfectly. Sometimes she wore dresses that buttoned up the front tightly to her neck, neatly wrapped in a collar. Edward decided she must be at least a “C” cup, if not a little larger. Her shapely hips flared out her skirt nicely. “Why hadn’t she married?” he wondered. “Oh yeah, Mr. Helmann in furnishings told me that she had been jilted by a lover and never wanted to marry after that. I wonder if that’s true. Surely a woman as attractive as that has had other lovers. Maybe she just likes being alone; well, that’s her business. I wonder what she looks like in her girdle, bra and hose.”
Edward stared through her skirt wrapped tightly around her buttocks as she knelt. He could imagine a satin and lace girdle hugging her tight and outlining her shapely hips and ass; next envisioning her breasts protruding in a bullet bra, the strap tight against her back as she reached for more merchandise to hang up, lingerie encased body daringly exposed for all to see and admire as she worked, oblivious to anyone watching, nor caring if they did.
No, she was too old. He looked around at the lingerie and wondered if he could get away with stealing some. It was all so inviting just hanging there exposed to the world, waiting for some woman to slide it next to her skin as she put it on; silky panties sliding up and over butt cheeks, gusset falling into place hugging the fragrant pussy, the bra cups surrounding ample, soft breasts and nipples, holding them up for all to admire. Then he noticed a woman walking into the shoe department.
The woman was in her thirties and a little heavy set, but with a girdle was very curvy, with large, heavy breasts hanging inside a cotton blouse. As he helped her into some new heels he thought about how much he liked his job.
The Shoe Department was orderly and clean, as was the store room. He loved the smell of new shoes as he opened the boxes. Where else could a person kneel in front of sexy women, all in nylons, and feel their slippery feet as he helped them into shoes too small and tight. Mr. Harrison had taught him to never look up their skirts, instead keeping his head down as he spoke, only looking at the women once he started to rise. It was very difficult to do, especially when some women deliberately parted their legs with their skirt hiked up over their knees enough to feint ease of movement as they actually desired to give him a view of their panties and hose.
Sometimes he looked with furtive glances he hoped were not caught but were anyway. He hadn’t had any complaints yet, so he must have been discreet enough. He disliked the old men the most, many which treated him like a servant and had smelly feet. But, overall it was an easy job and with the prospect of management looming, seemed like a good place to work indeed.
When Edward got off work that evening, he was strolling past the lingerie department on his way out the back door when he glanced into it. Nobody was there. On an impulse, he darted into it. His earlier machinations got the best of his common sense. Once there he tried to appear nonchalant as he viewed all the wonderful lingerie gleaming at him, smelling fresh and new. So much nylon, lace and polyester! He just wanted to fondle it all, wear it and cum on it. He imagined himself going around the department shooting his cum on piece after piece, running and dripping down the erotic garments; then imagined a crowd of women gazing on, shocked yet enticed by his outrageous behavior. They would pull their skirts and dresses up to masturbate their pussies through their nylon panties while they stared at his throbbing member doing its duty on the sexy clothing.
He casually peered around to see if there were any customers or if Miss Braun was about, but she must have gone in the back. He walked around a little, looking at the negligee’s and robes and then strolled over to the panties nearby, looking out the corner of his eye for a pair that would fit him.
Frieda Braun had a sixth sense. She always knew when a customer had entered her department and she paused inside the store room to view Edward. She smiled a little as she knew she had him like a fish on a hook. All she had to do was wait for the right moment to set it.
Edward quickly pulled a pair of white nylon panties off the little hanger and inserted them into the inside pocket of his sports jacket. He moved on as his eyes shifted around, heart pounding, hoping nobody had seen him, when out of the back Miss Braun appeared. She smiled brightly and spoke in a welcoming tone, “Edward, how nice to see you again; what brings you over here?” His face turned immediately red and he broke into a sweat, eyes large and guilty. “Oh… well… my Mom’s birthday is coming up and I was thinking about buying her a new robe.”
Frieda laughed inside, but kept a poker face. The bulge in his pants was unmistakable. “Well, over here on this rack we have a nice selection. Did you have anything in mind?” She looked him directly in the eye. Edward looked down, then at the robes. “I’m not sure, I was thinking about one of those felt kind, like this here,” as he grabbed a sleeve. “Yes, that would be very nice, but do you know what size she wears?” Frieda stared in his eyes again. “Ah, I’m not sure, but she’s about your height and weight, I suppose.” Edward’s brow had beaded with sweat; his face pounded with blood as his heart raced.
“Look at me, Edward,” Miss Braun commanded. Edward knew instantly he had been caught. He looked at her steel blue eyes. Her face was very handsome, but at that moment she looked like a teacher that had caught him doing something bad. She spoke very quietly but sternly. “I saw what you did. Do you think you can come into my department and steal without my knowledge? I’ve been here a long time and I’ve seen your kind many times. I know why you stole those panties. If you don’t want to get fired and go to jail in disgrace, then you do exactly as I say. Do you understand?” Her gaze pierced his very soul. He was absolutely mortified. His life was over.
“We are going to walk together into the dressing room like nothing has happened. Stay close to me and stroll right into it like you belong there. Do you understand?” she said as she continued to hold her eyes on his. Edward nodded. He couldn’t speak.
Miss Braun turned, grabbing his hand to start him off and then walked briskly to the dressing room entrance, looking around with her eyes only to ensure they were safe with Edward at her side. She let him enter first and commanded, “The one at the end. Go inside and close the curtain.” She turned inside the entrance for one last scan; then stepped quickly to Edward.
Inside it was close and warm. Edward could smell her erotic spicy perfume. Her suit jacket was open and underneath she wore a tan sweater, the kind that zipped up the back, tight against her bullet shaped breasts and he could make out the lace and the seams of the bra outlined underneath. She looked him in the eye again and said stiffly, “What you have done is a very bad thing. Not only is it stealing but it’s perverted.”
“But, I..” Edward started. “No, don’t you say a word,” she interrupted. You wanted to masturbate with these, or wear them, or both. I haven’t worked here this long without seeing many of your kind. Now, if you don’t want your career to come to an end, you’ll do exactly what I say. First, do not tell anyone about this. If you do, I will deny it and you will look stupid. You are the pervert, not me, so who will they believe? Second, you never come over here without my saying so. Third, I call all the shots and you obey me completely. If you don’t I will turn you in, you’ll lose your job, go to jail and be disgraced. Do you understand and agree?” Edward was confused and didn’t understand at all, but nodded and said yes.
“Take off your jacket and hurry it up. Then drop your trousers and underwear. Now,” she whispered emphatically. Edward had no idea what was happening, but he quickly complied. She opened up his shirt to get it out of the way. “Give me those panties.” He reached into the pocket, wondering what she had in mind as he gazed at her, bewildered as she doffed her jacket. Miss Braun took the panties and rubbed them against his cock and balls, then took his soft phallus into her hand wrapped in the silky nylon and stroked.
“You’re going to get what you want; then you are going to leave without a word after I clear the way. You will not contact me. I will call you when I am ready and not before.” She continued stroking, but he wasn’t getting hard.
“Lord, we don’t have much time. Kids; have you ever been with a woman?” She asked as she looked at him, stroking away. “Well, never all the way, but I’ve had this before,” he stammered. “You’re too nervous, enjoy it, lover boy.” She commented sternly, stoking to no avail. Then she knelt down and took him in her mouth.
Edward’s knees got weak. He looked down to see her neatly curled hair bobbing up and down on him. Her wet, warm mouth felt more exquisite than anything he had felt before. Her tongue slid along the underside, stimulating him as he grew hard rapidly in her willing mouth. The velvety feeling was even better as he gained an erection. He could hear squishing noises as she sucked rapidly. He wondered if she wanted him to cum in her mouth and the thought made him closer. He viewed the zippered sweater tight against her back like a second skin.
Then she pulled his dick out from between her red lips and replaced them with the panties. She stood and stroked him. He felt her hot breath on his face and looked down to see his hard cock in her fist wrapped in the silky nylon, her thin arm tightly encased in the long sweater sleeve. It seemed so naughty with her fully clothed. She stroked fast and knew just where it felt best, soon feeling the build up as his breath quickened and his cock became even stiffer. She continued to stroke as he viewed the surreal dream as if he were watching. Then his cock convulsed as cum shot into her hand and the panties. She continued to stroke fast as he came hard, spurt after hot spurt into her practiced hand. He felt the cum slip and slide around his cock as the soaked panties slid up and down the length. Soon the feeling was too sensitive and he grabbed her hand to stop her.
She smiled and said, “You liked that, didn’t you? You got what you wanted; now you go home and think about me. I’ll take care of these. They are proof of the pervert you are. So, if you ever cross me, I have the evidence. Put yourself together quickly before someone comes. I’ll let you know when it’s clear.” With that she wadded the panties up into her fist, grabbed her jacket and walked out to the counter where she hid the panties, cleaned her hand and hung up her jacket.
Edward had just finished tucking in his shirt when he heard Miss Braun speaking with a customer. He held his breath as he listened. “Yes, that one is on sale, just as these here are. It’s the latest in girdles. This panel here holds the tummy in better than the old ones, but it’s not uncomfortable at all.” Edward heard a smooth, feminine voice answer, “okay, I’ll try it on. My best friend told me about it. After my baby I really need something with more holding power than I have now. I’ll try a medium and a large, please.”
In the dressing room Edward was panicking. What if she chose his stall? He realized that she would be able to see his legs under the stall if she didn’t pick the one he was in, so he stood on the narrow wooden seat of the stall and crouched down so his head wasn’t above the divider.
“Here you go, one of these should fit you, fine. Only, don’t use the stall on the right end as the seat is broken and hasn’t been fixed yet,” Miss Braun announced fluidly. “Okay, thanks. I’ll be out in a few minutes,” replied the unsuspecting lady. She did choose the one next to Edward. He could hear the zipper, the rustling of her clothing as she undressed. He smelled her perfume. He listened to the sound of elastic snap and the zipper on the girdle. He heard the sliding of the girdle and her struggle with the tight garment. He saw her feet under the partition encased in nylon. It was exhilarating but at the same time terrifying.
After the woman finished and bought the girdle, Miss Braun stepped over to the doorway nonchalantly and whispered to Edward that the coast was clear and said, “Stay with me and play along, then leave out the back door.” She walked toward the edge of the department with him close behind and then at the edge shook his hand lightly and smiled, saying, “Well, Edward, it was good to speak with you again. I assume I’ll see you in the Shoe Department tomorrow, goodbye then,” and let go of his hand. Edward forced a smile back and simply said goodbye and left, still in amazement of what had just happened.
Edward lay in bed that night going over the episode. Why did she do it? Was she a wanton woman in search of a hard dick? What would happen next? Was she a prostitute luring in a perverted client? Whatever it was, Edward would play the game. He was enthralled with her and couldn’t wait for the next move by Miss Braun, if there would even be one. He thought of her and the panties, saw her red lips on his cock, felt her tongue and smelled her perfume. After stroking himself off he went to sleep, thoroughly satisfied.
The next day Edward couldn’t keep his eyes off the Lingerie Department. He watched her as she elegantly slipped around stocking, pricing, taking care of customers. Once she walked past his department. She was wearing a rayon dress that glimmered in the light and hugged her features tightly and provocatively in a way he hadn’t noticed before. She didn’t look at him, but did smile and greet Jimbo from the Men’s department. Had she had relations with him too?
Edward didn’t hear from her for five days. Every time the phone rang in the department his heart would quicken, but it was never her. The only fun he had was a middle age woman who made sure he could look up her dress to observe the smooth nylon encasing the inside of her thighs, the garter straps stretched tight and the smooth nylon gusset of her panties. He boldly caressed the bottom of her foot as he slid the high heel on, wishing it was his hard penis and not his hand. He imagined his cock spurting all over her foot, the reinforced toes, then slipping it into the high heel. He wished he could put his face up her dress, lick and suck the crotch of her panties and smell her pussy. He fantasized about it that night, but with Miss Braun’s face.
Tuesday afternoon the phone rang; Mr. Harrison was at lunch. “Hello Edward,” the sultry voice remarked. “Have you been thinking about me?” Edwards heart jumped and he responded like a boy, “Yes, Ma’am, every day. You’re all I think about.” She chuckled and quipped, “Yes, I knew that. I’m sure you masturbate every night, thinking about me. It excites me thinking about it and your long, hard cock in my mouth; stroking your cock in those silky panties, feeling it jerk when you came.” Edward was hard and felt his dick stretching out his slacks behind the counter. He looked over at the lingerie department to see her but she had her back turned.
“Listen to me, Edward. I have put a surprise for you in your car. You are to wear those things to work tomorrow. If you don’t you know what will happen. When you get off work you will act like you are strolling out the door and then walk right into my department to find me. Don’t kiss me, hug me or act strange. Do you understand?” Edward nodded but then realized he had to speak. “Yes, Ma’am, I’ll do that.”
“Don’t call me Ma’am. I’m Miss Braun. Don’t ever call me anything else and never call me Frieda. Is that clear?” “Yes, Miss Braun.” Then he heard the click of the phone as she hung up. Edward looked over at her as she ignored him and worked at the counter. Edward couldn’t wait until he was off work. A lady with her little girl walked into the department, looking at the patent leather girl’s shoes. Edward’s erection quickly subsided, but he was very flushed.
That night he opened the Penny’s bag in his room to find a pink shiny full cut panty with straps attached to hold up the coffee colored hose also in the bag. He was stunned. “I can’t wear this, I’ll get caught! What am I going to do? What’s her game? Could I get away with it? Surely I’ll get caught. What does she want me to do in this? What does it feel like? Maybe she knows what she’s doing, I’ll try them on and see how they look under my slacks.”
Edward was intrigued and excited, yet apprehensive. He stroked the smooth fabric and held them up, sniffing the new nylon. He thought of them stretched around his butt and loins and got hard.
After sliding them on he looked in the mirror. They fit perfectly, except that his hard penis stretched them to the limit. He could see the head of his dick outlined in the sheer fabric and had to stroke it, languishing in the feel of the slippery nylon. Next he carefully donned the hose and snapped them in place, feeling the luxurious material hug his legs and make them look so feminine. He stroked them and loved the silky feeling. When he stood up he felt the straps tug against the panty hugging against his buttocks. The nylons slid along his legs as he moved with the straps pulling on them.
He had to stroke himself more in the panties, which quickly led to cum spurting into Kleenex as he came with his cock pulled out the side of the gusset. He wanted to cum in the panties, but needed them clean. After putting on his slacks and shirt he realized that the only thing he had to worry about was the straps showing in his pant legs. He put things in his front pockets to cover that up and decided to wear his suit coat all day to cover the back. He would have to be careful about bending over though and would need to squat instead.
The next day Edward could hardly contain himself. At first the lingerie felt very alien under his clothes, but as time went on he enjoyed feeling the slippery things under his pants as he worked. He actually began to feel erotic and got hard a few times thinking about it.
Edward looked over at Miss Braun several times but she completely ignored him. He gazed at all the wonderful lingerie and felt special, being able to wear some in public and wondered what Miss Braun had in store for him. He couldn’t wait until the store closed and had everything finished early so he could depart before the other clerks.
Edward strolled down the aisle, trying hard to look normal but looking out the corner of his eye for Miss Braun. She saw him and walked forward. “Edward, can you help me with this display, it’s too tall for me to reach.” She was a great actress, Edward thought. “Sure Miss Braun, where is it?” Edward asked nonchalantly. “It’s in the back room, just follow me.”
Together they melted into the department, but instead of the back room Miss Braun led him into the changing room. She was wearing a white collared satin blouse buttoned to the top, a string of pearls and a pleated black skirt. Once closed in the small booth she told him to quickly remove his clothes. She watched him with anticipation. Once his pants were loose she observed his erection spring forth stretching in the panties. “So you like what I gave you, very nice.” When he was turned and bent over to pull his pants off she caressed his ass through the nylon. “Very sexy, my boy; you fill those out nicely.” After he was only wearing the women’s garments she told him to face her. She looked at his erection and started stroking him in the panties, pulling his dick up so the underside was against the fabric. She hugged him and massaged his ass and Edward delighted in the feel of her satin blouse against his exposed skin, her breasts pushing against his chest. He stroked her back and felt the full girdle underneath.
Then she knelt down before him, looking up into his eyes as she brushed her cheek against his pantied dick. Miss Braun stroked his legs and said, “You enjoyed wearing this today didn’t you, you naughty boy. I know you wanted to jerk off all day,” she said as she felt his legs. Then she slipped his cock out the side of the panties and took him in her mouth.
Edward gazed at the sight of her clothed in the satin, tight against her skin up to her throat, with his cock in her mouth as she looked in his eyes. Her luscious red lips formed around the hard shaft. Her hands felt his nylon encased legs as she sucked on his rod. It didn’t take long before he was ready to cum. Miss Braun tasted the pre-cum and pulled him out, standing up while stroking him with her hand.
Miss Braun turned around, unfastened her skirt and let it fall, exposing her shiny round ass covered in the white satin of the girdle. “Stroke it against my ass, Edward,” she sighed as she bent over with her hands on her knees. Edward complied, feeling the slippery, shiny fabric under his dick as she wagged her hips side to side. Edward stared at the sight of her satin blouse tight against her skin, the tight collar, the full girdle under the blouse, the exposed satin rear panel as his hard cock rubbed against it.
Soon Edward told her he was going to cum. “Shoot it on my ass, lover boy. Slide your cock in the cum and make it feel good.” With that Edward’s cock jerked as gobs of cum shot forth onto the satiny material, some on the back of her blouse; spurt after spurt shot out as he slid his cock in the slippery mess while he slid his hands on her tightly bound hips. Edward marveled at the white gelatinous mess before him as her ass was pasted with cum. He felt that was even more erotic than the panty hand job.
Once the orgasm subsided, Miss Braun told him to use the paper towels she had pre-positioned to wipe her ass and her blouse. “The sperm on your blouse is very evident,” Edward told her, concerned. “I’ll wear my suit jacket out, not to worry. You can wear those things home, keep them to remember this and dress up when you feel like it. Now hurry up and put your clothes on, we’ve been here too long.”
Miss Braun turned and took Edward’s hand, placing it between her legs and stroking her satin covered pussy. “Maybe next time you can do something for me,” she said huskily as she gazed in his eyes; then kissed him deeply, using her tongue and causing Edward to get hard again as his cock swelled in his panties. “Go home to take care of that, our session is over you naughty panty boy! I’ll call you when I’m ready. Hurry up, now.” When they were finished dressing Miss Braun walked out of the dressing room to make sure it was clear, then ushered Edward out.
The next week was the same, with Miss Braun ignoring him and Edward wondering when the next fantasy would come true. Edward was forced to wait until the following week, staring longingly at the enticing lingerie and Miss Braun, hoping for another chance to be satisfied by her and wondering what sexy things she was going to have for him to wear. He even wore the panty girdle and hose a few days just for the pleasure. He was becoming a real degenerate and loved every minute. He had always done what was proper and it felt good to be bad, throw caution to the wind and revel in his new found pleasure.
The next time Miss Braun called Edward found the girdle she had worn placed in his car with a new set of nylons. He found the cum stains on the rear panel and smelled the fragrant crotch, causing an instant erection. It was full length with satin straps, front and rear with lace sides. Edward was intrigued, but was worried about the cups. He found that if he wrapped them in an Ace bandage they didn’t show. The girdle was very tight under his clothes and when he bent down to help customers the straps pulled hard against his shoulders as the crotch pulled tighter at the same time and the satin rear slid against his butt cheeks. It felt sexy although it was confining and he couldn’t wait for Miss Braun’s call.
He had observed her throughout the day. She was wearing a yellow synthetic blouse that had a bow tied primly in front of her long slender neck. Over that she wore a silk jacket with a matching green skirt. With the jacket open her breasts prominently jutted out, held up by a bullet bra. He thought it was strange that he had never noticed how sexy she was.
Edward was servicing several customers when the phone rang. “When they clear out, wait for my department to be clear as well. Walk through the Men’s Department and cross the aisle into mine. Go behind the counter and pull a stack of bags out like you need them for your department. Look around and when it’s clear walk into the dressing room.” Then she hung up.
Edward’s hands shook with anticipation as he helped customers. More came in; he was exasperated as he glanced at the Lingerie Department. After an eternity they had all left and he gazed at the Lingerie Department, only to find Jimbo from Men’s speaking with Miss Braun, obviously making time with her. Edward wondered if they too had a special relationship. Miss Braun appeared to be annoyed with him, taking his arm and walking him back to the Men’s department. Edward tried to keep an eye on them but they seemed to have disappeared there. He wondered if they were in the dressing room.
Edward feigned straightening up the displayed shoes to get a better look; they were gone. Jealousy gripped him, but at the same time he was turned on by the thought of them together, after all, Miss Braun was a free woman. More people came into the department and Edward lost track of the time. Although it was only twenty minutes it seemed like forever. When he glanced back at the Lingerie Department Miss Braun was putting out new bras.
When she saw him walking through Men’s she strolled into the dressing room. Edward performed the ruse as he was told then entered the dressing room. “In this one; open the curtain,” Miss Braun whispered. Edward slid the curtain back to reveal Miss Braun with her skirt off, wearing a red satin garter belt and red, see-through panties with a satin gusset, shapely legs spread and standing on black stiletto heels. She still wore her yellow blouse with the satin bow tied neatly.
“Take off your clothes; then stroke my pussy,” she commanded. Edward complied, unwrapping the cups of his girdle as well. He felt very naughty standing there in a full girdle and nylons, looking very feminine except for the bulge of his hard cock stretching out the front. He cautiously placed his hand on her vulva as they stood close together. The nylon crotch was slippery against her pussy lips. He stroked back and forth clumsily until Miss Braun took his hand and guided his fingers gently into the right spot. “Stroke firm, right here; a little higher. Now longer strokes, that’s it, as she pushed her vulva forward.
Edward could feel that her panties were already wet. She had either gotten wet in anticipation or Jimbo had gotten her wet, but Edward didn’t care at that point. He looked in her eyes as he stroked and placed his other hand behind her back to support her. He placed his legs around her right leg so he could slide his girdle against her nylon covered leg. Miss Braun breathed hard. She squeezed and fondled her breasts through the satin blouse as he stroked. His cock was hard inside the girdle and getting wet from the semen leaking out.
Edward could tell that Miss Braun was getting more and more turned on. She started pushing against his hand and her pussy lips parted with his middle finger stroking her clit. Her panties were soaked and Edward could smell her scent intermingled with the exotic perfume. Miss Braun stroked Edward’s confined cock which reached up to his navel inside the satin front panel. After several minutes of increasing tension Miss Braun began to climax, shuddering and moaning in whispers, glassy eyed as she looked at this hand stroking her. She stroked Edward faster and faster. He felt the cum welling up and his balls tighten, then shot into the tight girdle, his cock jerking against the taught material, her hand and feeling the hot cum spread across his belly and soak through the exquisite material. He was aware of his entire body being caressed by the girdle and felt the straps against his shoulders. The cum ran down into the crotch as Miss Braun continued to stroke.
When Miss Braun’s convulsions subsided she relaxed her hips but continued to massage his cock. She put her hand around Edward’s back, stroking the girdle under her hand and kissing Edward with her tongue. Edward was still coming down from the intense orgasm, but he was aware enough to realize that she tasted different; a little salty and musky, he thought; like maybe she had been eating peanuts.
The sensation of her kiss coupled with the stroking kept Edward hard. Miss Braun slid the material out of the way to expose his stiff cock glistening with cum and stroked it while sliding it against her leg. “You’re quite the virile young man, aren’t you?” She mused as she stared at his staff. “What can I do about that, then,” she said suggestively as she gazed at him. “Whatever you want, Miss Braun, whatever you want.”
Miss Braun knelt down and took Edward into her mouth, his cock still glazed in cum. She looked up at him as she slid his cock in and out of her mouth. Edward gazed back, observing the satin blouse close around her neck, the prim bow displayed in front and her hand wrapped around his cock, her lips sliding up and down its length. He could see behind her that her ass cheeks were visible through the red see-through nylon with the crack of her ass forming a sexy “V” inside the taught material. Her tongue slid up and down the bottom of his shaft, enticing him to cum again. Edward viewed the girdle covering his front with his cock standing out; the satin front panel wet with his previous orgasm; the head of his cock inside Miss Braun’s mouth. He viewed her attractive, tight curly hair in front of his girdle. He smelled her perfume and watched her dangling earrings wobble as her head moved on his shaft.
“Oh, I’m going to cum again,” he whispered. She looked at him and continued. Edward’s cock became even harder just before he spurted into her mouth as he put his hands on her satin shoulders, jet after jet of cum shooting into her willing mouth. She continued to massage his throbbing cock with her tongue as she swallowed the creamy load. The orgasm was more intense than the last, making Edward dizzy as his cock continued to convulse. When he began to get soft she pulled him out and smiled up at him, lips wet with cum.
“That’s something you’ll never forget,” she quipped, amused with his intense satisfaction as a little drop of cum dripped from her lower lip onto her bow in a long string. She dabbed at her mouth with her sleeve. “You’re learning, too. You did a good job making me orgasm, I needed that.” Then she looked him up and down and said, “You’re going to wear that girdle the rest of the day; it’s not very wet and it will remind you of what we did.” Edward looked concerned and said, “But it will soak through. My pants and shirt will get wet.”
“No they won’t, your t-shirt will soak it up.” She looked him sternly in the eye and commanded, “You will wear the girdle, period. Do not defy me.” Then she walked out to ensure a safe departure. Outside was an older woman looking at robes. “Everything okay, honey,”? She queried. “Sounded like you were talking to someone in there.”
Startled, Miss Braun smoothly thought up a lie. “Oh, there was some damage done in there that I was showing another sales associate. Vandals, can you believe it? Mr. Moore, have you seen enough? Go get Mr. Dufresne, the store manager, will you?”
The old woman looked slyly at Miss Braun and said in a wry tone, “Yes, of course, vandals; a terrible thing and in the dressing room, at that,” and went back to looking at the sleepwear. When Edward exited, she looked at him and quipped, “It must be quite a sight, huh? The vandalism, I mean. What is the world coming to?” Edward couldn’t speak, but just walked away, red faced.
Edward lay on his bed wearing the girdle, nylons and stroking his cock with the pink panties Miss Braun had given him. He was remembering their episodes and fantasizing about further encounters. The panties felt so good stroking up and down. The girdle hugged his body and he stroked the material with his left hand, the satin front, the lace sides. As he felt himself get close to orgasm, he lifted his hips and pointed his penis back towards the girdle. When he came, white spunk shot in the air and landed as far up as the cups, spattering the entire front of the girdle with white goo. Edward delighted in the sight and imagined Miss Braun dressed in the garment instead and how she would feel with his cum sprayed all over her. He continued to stroke his penis with the soaked panties until it was soft, then lay there relishing the moment, having released the sexual tension built up.
As he gazed at the cum spattered girdle, he thought of what it would be like to have sexual intercourse. It was the one thing he hadn’t done and the most important in his mind. He wondered what the inside of a pussy felt like, wondered what the inside of Miss Braun’s pussy felt like and wondered if she would let him fuck her sometime. He imagined scenarios and imagined himself asking her and thought he might do it sometime as he drifted off to sleep. Luckily his mother and father did not enter his room the next morning before he awoke.
Another week passed without a call. Edward watched the lingerie department carefully; who came, who went. He was curious about Miss Braun and what she was about. He was surprised to discover that several men shopped for lingerie, but none went into the dressing room. He wondered if those men enjoyed wearing the lingerie like he did, or bought it for their wives.
Edward discovered nothing from his surveillance. He was left mystified about Miss Braun’s motives, agenda, desires or goals. She seemed to be just interested in casual sex with him dressed in lingerie. The only suspicious activity occurred when Jimbo visited Miss Braun while she was working at putting out lingerie and pricing. He seemed to annoy her as she completely ignored him as she worked. Edward noticed that Jimbo kept eying the lingerie and at one point stroked a pair of panties hanging on a rack as he spoke to her. He finally left and returned to his department apparently disappointed with the way their meeting had gone. Edward surmised that Jimbo had a similar relationship and something had happened that displeased Miss Braun. He wondered if the episode in the men’s dressing room had something to do with it and decided that Jimbo had crossed a line. Edward was determined not to make the same mistake.
Emboldened by the experience with Miss Braun, Edward set out to explore other women’s desires. One day a bleach blonde with big tits and a tight sweater came in and tried on a pair of heels. She was obviously trying to entice him, bending down so he could see her cleavage, keeping her skirt pulled up and her legs spread. As he helped her with a shoe he slid his hand up the back of her calf, enjoying the feeling of the smooth nylon and the seam at the back. She smiled down at him as his hand ran slowly up her leg until he came to the back of her knee, then slid his hand to the front, caressing her knee and starting to move up. Then she kicked out with the same leg, catching him in the chest and knocking him over.
“I’m not here for a massage, boy. Just help me with the shoes, weirdo,” she exclaimed in a domineering tone with a little sneer. Edward apologized profusely and explained that he had never done such a thing before.
Satisfied with her irresistibility and complete dominance, she forgave him as she peered down on him, still with her legs spread just to make him suffer and bolster her ego. She walked out a thoroughly satisfied woman, having gotten a managers discount on the shoes and a boost to her sexuality. Edward sat down, shaken by the incident and vowed to never jeopardize his career like that again.
The next day, Mr. Harrison answered the phone, listened, said a few words and then frowned at Edward. “Edward, it’s against policy to entertain private calls here. I’ll tolerate it this time because it’s never happened, but notify this person of our policy, please,” and handed Edward the phone.
“Edward?” Miss Braun enquired. “Yes, this is he,” Edward answered as his heart quickened. “Tonight; my house at 318 Quail Drive, 8 PM. Park around the corner and walk up. You had better be there.” The phone clicked as she hung up.
Mr. Harrison gazed at him inquisitively as Edward put the receiver on the hook. “It was a friend of mine that just wanted to tell me she did good on a test, then had to go. I’ll make sure she doesn’t call again, Mr. Harrison.” Mr. Harrison smiled at him and said kindly, “That’s fine, Edward. I understand you have a private life and I’m glad you have someone interested in you. Frankly, a man your age should be looking to settle down pretty soon. One day I suspect you’ll be running this place; then you’ll be in a position to take care of a family.”
Edward smiled back brightly. “Thank you, Mr. Harrison. I don’t think I’ll be settling down with that particular girl, but one day I’ll find the right one, and if the command of this department is passed on to me I’ll be humbled and eternally grateful.” With that Mr. Harrison said Edward deserved it, patted him on the arm and walked into the back to do some orders. Edward reflected on what Miss Braun said, wondering what it was all about and burning the address into his memory.
The house was a typical Craftsman style in a middle class neighborhood; smallish yet functional. Edward’s heart beat fast as he approached the door, on which a note was attached. “Go inside and read the note on the chair.”
As he stepped inside Edward was astonished to view elegant European Baroque furnishings, obviously expensive and well decorated with an elaborately designed Persian silk rug in the center of the living room. In front of him was an easy chair with a paisley pattern and intricately designed legs and arms. Draped on the back was lingerie with a note on top.
“Dear Edward. Go to the bathroom, put these things on, go back to the chair, sit down and close your eyes until I tell you otherwise.” Surprised and intrigued, Edward picked up a satin white negligee with puffy short sleeves that tied at the rounded collar and had no buttons. Then he picked up a white satin garter belt, a pair of white nylon full cut panties with lace along the side seams and seamed hose. On the chair was a pair of white patent leather high heels. His cock tingled with the thought of wearing the sexy garments.
They fit well; Miss Braun knew her business. He gazed at himself in the mirror, feeling rather odd but admiring how feminine he looked. The high heels finished the absolutely feminine look of his legs and lifted his ass at a pleasing angle, framed under the garter belt and straps as he lifted the ruffled hem of his nightie.
He walked back into the room, somewhat awkwardly in the heels, sat in the chair and closed his eyes as he was told. He smelled the incense burning he hadn’t noticed before. Indian music was playing on her record player at a very low volume, exotic and sultry with sitars and flutes playing in rhythmic repetition. The room felt warm and cozy. A tiffany lamp with colored glass in the corner was the only light in the room; dark enough for ambiance but with enough light to see clearly with the colors reflecting on the walls.
The lingerie caressed his skin and the hose felt wonderfully sensual, close against his skin. The panties slid on the inside of the nightie when he moved, enhancing the sensuality of the outfit as the garter straps tugged at his hose. He was aware of the satin collar tied around his neck with a ribbon of satin. His erection seemed huge inside the full panties, was almost fully extended and wanted to stroke the head and feel the silky fabric against his dick, but waited for Miss Braun as instructed.
The smell of her erotic, spicy perfume filled the air. He instinctively constricted his cock muscles, making it stretch the silky fabric even farther. He knew she was close as she came up the right side of the chair and positioned herself in front of him. He could feel her heat and heard her breathe. A shadow crossed his closed eyes as she turned in front of him. Miss Braun smiled as she observed the hard cock stretched out in the panties. Young men were so virile, she mused. His legs were quite exquisite in the shiny nylon and absolutely feminine. She thought it would be nice to feel his chest and shoulders dressed in satin, but she had a plan already. “Open your eyes now, Edward.”
Miss Braun stood before him with her weight on one leg perched upon a stiletto heel with a strap around the ankle, the other positioned slightly forward. One hand was laid in front of and on her upper thigh, the other on her hip. She wore a negligee very similar to Edward’s, with the exception that it was black and very sheer with a shiny satin collar tied like Edwards.
His eyes fell on her breasts held up by a black satin shelf bra. They stood out large and slightly conical in shape that tapered forward to large pink areolas and hard nipples poking into the sheer nylon of her gown draped over them. The tops of her breasts were lifted up into beautiful, round, white orbs. The gown was open enough to expose the deep creamy white cleavage between them nicely contrasted against the black of the gown.
As his eyes continued down he observed her shapely white belly, exposed to the top of her black, full cut panties with a thin band of lace at the top, bellybutton level. The panties were sheer black nylon down to the black satin gusset covering her vulva, but did not conceal her pubic hair visible through the sheer fabric. As his eyes continued down he gazed at the black seamed hose, the tops shining in the dim light except for where they were held up by satin garters with little satin flowers at the front.
Edward’s eyes shifted back to her face. She was breathtaking, with long fake eye lashes and enough makeup to make her look like a fashion model, luscious, shiny red lips parted just enough to barely expose her upper front teeth. She wore long, silver filigree earrings that dangled provocatively and glimmered in the light, enhancing her long, slender neck that tapered out to end at the satin collar close around it.
As she kept her eyes on him she twisted to show him a back view of her shapely rear encased by the sheer nylon, the high gusset shiny and inviting. She slid her hand around to caress her ass through the nightie and panties, pausing at her crotch to massage between her legs as he watched, cock perched up in his panties.
She turned back and commanded him to stand as she observed his ensemble, thoroughly pleased with his look and the stretched out panties. Next she stepped forward to lightly kiss his lips, paused to look in his eyes, then kissed him again, deeply, with her tongue intermingled with his.
She hugged him to her, feeling the hardness against her, panty to panty. They put their arms around each other, feeling the others silky nightie and panties as Miss Braun pushed against him slightly to feel his bulge against her pussy, gliding sensually nylon to nylon.
Moving her arms to the front, she pushed him gently into the chair and pulled the front of her nightie open to expose her breasts, caressing them and slightly pulling at her nipples. “Put your hands on them, Edward,” she softly commanded, taking his hands and positioning them around the soft, ample flesh. She used her hands on top of his to demonstrate what felt good, how hard to massage and how to caress her nipples for maximum effect. She watched him from above as he worked and admired his cock standing up in the panties, knowing that he craved her.
Her hands moved down to massage herself as he worked. Edward watched as her skilled hand slid slowly back and forth on the satin gusset, her middle finger working into the folds of her pussy underneath. Her breath was heavy as her pelvis worked back and forth in rhythm to her masturbation.
“Now lick and suck them. Pull in the entire nipple, then use the flat of your tongue to slide against my nipple in a circular motion.” Edward complied, sucking her breast in deep into his mouth and gently massaging the nipple with his soft tongue as he continued to suck softly. She gasped as she felt the sensation all through her body and into her pussy. “Very good; keep doing that and alternate breasts. Squeeze them together, that’s it. Oh, that feels good.” She was very excited by that point and imagined how good it was going to feel when he filled her up with his cock. She felt her pussy juices soaking the nylon material pressed against her pussy lips.
After several minutes Miss Braun pushed him back into the chair and got on her knees before him. With her face inches from his long cock, she started stroking it up and down through the material. She squeezed hard to feel the sensation of it in her hand, massaged the helmet shaped head with her fingers then continued stroking as she admired its length and beauty in the panties, framed by the garter belt and hose. Then she rubbed it against her cheeks, nose and lips, relishing the feeling against her face.
Edward watched, mesmerized by the sight of her beautiful face against him. She slid the engorged member out the side of the gusset and stroked the length as she slid her mouth onto it while keeping his gaze. Edward put his hands on the satin collar and massaged her neck and shoulders as he felt her warm, soft tongue. He could feel the head against the roof of her mouth, sliding in and out deeply until it was completely engorged to the hilt. Miss Braun continued to stroke herself as she worked expertly on Edward’s cock, pulling it out and sliding her lips sideways on the underside, Edward’s cock glistening with saliva and pre-cum semen, then putting it back into her mouth so he could see it stretch out her cheek, then back to up and down on it. She knew she was close to cumming as she stroked herself and relished the enjoyment she was giving him and the feeling of it inside her mouth and against her lips, imagining it pumping her pussy hard.
When she knew he was close to cumming she pulled away and told him to switch places. After sitting in the chair she spread her legs wide and told him to lick the gusset of her panties as she watched. Edward tasted the juices of a woman for the first time through the soaked thin material, the smell keeping him thoroughly hard. He enjoyed the feel of her pussy lips against his tongue. When he looked up at her she was massaging her breasts through the nightie and squeezing the nipples with her red lips parted, chest heaving up and down as she breathed.
Her hand moved down to her crotch to pull the material aside to hold it there, instructing him to lick it softly as she taught him where and how to do it. Then she instructed him to take her clit into his mouth, instructing him on how much suction to use, how to lick it and how hard. Edward felt her tense up and push into his face as she watched and stroked her breast.
As her rhythm quickened, so did Edward. His hand replaced hers to hold the gusset out of the way, using just his finger so he could hold his mouth on her pussy. As he sucked and massaged her clit engorged in his mouth he stroked himself through the panties. She stopped instructing as her breath quickened even more and placed her hand behind his head, pushing it into her. Edward sucked a little harder and faster, instinctively knowing what she desired. She stroked his silky shoulder and neck as she watched, her hips pushing harder against his face. She was absolutely soaked with juice and Edward swallowed it down, enjoying the taste and feel of the fluid.
Miss Braun started to moan and squeezed her breasts and nipples again, harder. Her hips convulsed as she started to cum with Edward following the movements to keep his mouth locked on her vulva, stroking the clit quickly with his tongue. She grabbed his head with both hands and thrust into him, her legs closing tightly around his ears as she came in wave after wave of pleasure, moaning with them.
After what seemed like a very long time to Edward, her convulsions subsided and she pulled his head away from her sensitive pussy. His mouth and chin glistened with her cum as he gazed at her, smiling. She smiled back at him, observing how sexy and naughty he looked in the nightie and stroked the material with her hand. “Thank you Edward, that was very satisfying. You learn quickly,” she said in a sultry tone as she chuckled, enjoying the view of her juice on his youthful face. She bent over and kissed him deeply, tasting her own cum as she did so, sliding her lips against his in the slippery substance. Edward was astounded, yet it excited him even more.
Miss Braun pushed him away and stood up, taking him with her. She took his cock in her hand as she gazed in his eyes, stroking the silky material around his shaft, now wet with pre-cum. She said breathlessly, “I’m going to turn around and bend over, lover boy. When I do you pull my panties out of the way. I will hold my pussy lips open to help you. Slide your cock up and down against my pussy until you feel the opening; then slide it in. Do you understand?” Edward’s cock jerked at the thought as she continued to stroke. “Yes, Miss Braun, I can hardly wait, it will feel so good!” Edward was elated that his dream would come true.
With that she turned around to present her round ass encased in the opaque nylon, her ass cheeks completely visible. The high heels helped perch her hips at the correct angle and Edward was able to enter her without much effort. The feeling of her warm, wet pussy was better than he ever imagined as he slid in to the hilt, feeling his panties rub against her ass. It felt as if he had penetrated her to her navel and relished the thought of being inside her. He put his hands on her hips as he slid in and out, slowly at first. He took in the sight of her shapely back, the bra strap, the satin collar, her hair and dangling earrings, her ass covered in nylon up to her hips and shining in the light.
Soon Edward was pumping hard, slapping into her ass cheeks as Miss Braun held her hands on her knees and backed into him with each stroke. When she knew he was close she pulled forward and he slid out. She turned to look at his glistening cock standing straight out of the panties, and then stroked it to keep him hard. “Now I’m going to sit on the chair. You enter me from the front and then place your arms under my legs, I’ll help you; it’s easy. Then you pump me deep until you cum. When you do, pull out so you don’t cum inside, don’t worry about the mess, you understand?” Then she kissed him deep again as she stroked his slippery shaft.
She was the most sexy thing Edward had ever seen, much more so than his fantasies as he watched her slide down in the chair so her hips were on the edge, her breasts exposed to him, legs spread and high in the air topped by the heels, seams visible against her thighs, her nylon covered pussy waiting for him. After he knelt down he felt his nylons against the rug, his panties tight against his ass, the garter belt pulling on the hose.
She watched as he entered her. He did as she said, pumping her hard. He looked down to observe his thick rod sliding in and out, her pussy lips parted around it. His arms held her legs up and he loved the feeling of the nylons against his arms. He watched her tits bounce with each stroke under the gown, her nipples hard with excitement. Harder and faster he pounded her until soon he felt his balls tighten and his cock stiffen as he felt the orgasm begin. He wanted to shoot it in her, but complied, pulling himself out.
The nylon gusset slipped back over her pussy and his rod rubbed against the exquisite, wet material as his cock convulsed with the first spasm. A thick stream of cum shot high onto her, hitting the satin collar and her neck as he watched. Subsequent spasms shot forth his load of white sperm onto the front of her gown covering her tits, lower and lower as the orgasm subsided until the last of it was deposited in a puddle onto her panties. Edward slid his still hard cock against the cum splattered satin gusset as Miss Braun watched, thoroughly satisfied with his performance. Edward admired his work with the white cream contrasting against the black nightie and glistening in the light.
He put her legs down and he lay against her, feeling the cum soak through his gown and he kissed her. They lay together for several minutes, relaxing and enjoying the afterglow. Edward wondered what the next move was, but Miss Braun was ahead of him.
She gently pushed him off and they stood up, both drenched in cum. The room smelled of sperm and perfume. Miss Braun walked over to an ornate wall unit and poured a drink of Bourbon for both of them. Edward thought he could do it again as he watched her sexy movements.
They stood as they drank their drinks, the rhythmic music continuing to play softly. She gazed at him, smiling and calmly stated, “You’re education is complete. You have passed with an “A”. Edward smiled at that. “Thank you, Miss Braun. It was more wonderful than anything I’ve ever experienced. You are so good to me I can’t believe it. I can’t wait until the next time.”
Miss Braun gave him a serious look and stated, “There will be no next time. As I said, your education is complete,” then broke his gaze. Edward searched her face, and concernedly asked, “Why have you been so good to me? What do I mean to you? I don’t understand you at all. We only fool around; we don’t really know each other and don’t hardly speak. What’s your game, your angle?”
She looked back into his eyes with a kind expression. “It’s what you wanted, Edward, not me. You wanted the panties, the feminine things; I facilitated that. You wanted the sex, the adventure and I helped you realize your fantasies. I got something out of it too; great sex, great memories and the knowledge that I taught you to be a good lover. Some day you will meet the right woman and you will know how to take care of her. Most of my men have a fetish and want to experience their fantasies with me. I help them do that, but they are not the same as you. You are young and tender and caring.”
Edward understood and it made sense to him, but was curious about an item not spoken. “Do you do this for money?” Miss Braun looked away. “Yes Edward. Do you think I could afford all these furnishings on my salary? I found out a long time ago that working in a lingerie department I had an opportunity to enjoy my fetish with men who also enjoy my fetish. Then I realized that I could earn some money too.” She looked back into his eyes. “I get intense enjoyment from it though, as do my men, then I can send them away with no strings attached. I like it that way. It’s not about the money.”
She gave him a stern look. “Now our time is finished. I will not let you see me again. I don’t want your money. You are different; you’re young and must seek out young girls. You are experienced now and will have the confidence you need and the desire to do this again and so will want to seek out a special young woman. Now, go in the bathroom and change clothes, you can keep those things to have fun in and remember this night.” With that she pushed him towards the bathroom.
After Edward was cleaned up and dressed he came back out to find Miss Braun wearing a matching sheer robe, sitting in a chair sipping her drink and listening to the music, still with the cum on her nightie. She rose to see him out, stopping him at the door and kissing him deeply. She smiled, opened the door and ushered him out, both with nothing else to say. Edward looked back to view her one more time as she closed the door. He stood there in the silence on the porch clenching his new possessions in a Penny’s bag and breathed deeply, drinking in the cool night air and contemplating the evening. He smiled; then strolled off to his car.
Joined: Nov 26, 2007 Posts: 1207 Location: Cambridge UK
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 12:35 pm Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
You're quite right Brianne - but, horny bugger that I am, I couldnt be bothered to write 11504 words on the subject when I could be having a shag myself !!!
Joined: May 05, 2007 Posts: 6096 Location: Glasgow, Scotland
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:33 pm Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
copy and paste is wonderful, saves a lot of typing.
When it comes to shagging and words I leave that to my missus.
When I'm shagging her she can manage 60 words a minute, mainly 'fuck yes'. But not every time we shag, just the occasional night when I've taken my viagra and cialis
Joined: Jun 03, 2008 Posts: 86 Location: California
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 1:47 pm Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
No, I didn't say it was my story, it's fiction. If you don't want to read it, fine, but maybe some people would enjoy it. I enjoy writing and right now I'm separated from my family a long way from home with nothing better to do, so I thought it might be kind of cool to write some erotica
If you don't have a desire to read it, I don't care, but don't criticise me for writing it. If you can't read well enough or have the attention span of a knat, I can't help that.
When I was younger, Playboy and other magazines had erotic short stories and they were great, and yes, 11,000 words is still a short story versus a book.
Please keep negative comments to yourself and keep this a positive rather than a negative site.
Pantymesser, thanks for the positive comment, it's greatly appreciated.
Joined: Nov 26, 2007 Posts: 1207 Location: Cambridge UK
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 2:46 pm Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
Why do people sometimes overreact to other peoples' opinions eh ???
"... If you can't read well enough or have the attention span of a knat, I can't help that. ... " is just downright rude and, in my case just bounces off. It just demonstrates that the writer's rudeness is exceeded only by his personal ignorance.
...... oh, hang on, perhaps it's a cross-Atlantic thing ? After all, they still spell LABOR, HUMOR, CENTER etc incorrectly over there!!!
By the way, my spies tell me only 60% of Americans have passports .... that's great news ... only 40% of them can come here and bother us !!!
(BTW That was a bit of British humour (spelt with a U) ... now have a go at that "cousin".)
Joined: Jun 03, 2008 Posts: 86 Location: California
Posted: Thu Oct 27, 2011 9:38 pm Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
And by the way, your country never did pay us back for saving your asses in WWII. So much for being grateful, eh? Us uneducated, uncouth and unrefined Americans had to come over there, twice, and save your country.
Joined: Jun 03, 2008 Posts: 86 Location: California
Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 9:00 am Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
Actually, I've been to England many times and I've never met a person I didn't like there. They all seem to like Americans, with the exception of a situation I had with a Bobby, and even he let me go. I see Brits everyday, as a matter of fact and they're all good humoured (English version of humor) and we get along fine.
I'll bet if we had a pint together it would be much fun. We could cut jokes about each other and check out the girls. Too bad.
Joined: Nov 26, 2007 Posts: 1207 Location: Cambridge UK
Posted: Fri Oct 28, 2011 9:32 am Post subject: Re: The Educating of Edward: A Short Story
An olive branch from across the Pond !!! Accepted in good spirit !!!
For the record I live in ELY (north of Cambridge) and my house is on the flight path for RAF Lakenheath and Mildenhall, both heavily populated with American servicemen and their families. We all get on fine and I encounter them every day.
At the time of 9/11 two US servicemen in uniform stood outside Tesco supermarket here with collection buckets and didnt need to say a word. The buckets were full of cash within 2 hours.
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As for this site, I am heavily into panties/knickers and would welcome your stories .... also into C2C fun.
So, there we have it "War between Britain and the USA has been avoided"
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