i just got a text from my Sir.
7:30 on a Wednesday night. He is out with some guy friends, doing guy things.
i have just finished dinner.
The text says:
I’ll be home at 8:30. Buttons are requested.
You probably don’t know what that means, but i do. It means i wear one of His starched white, dress shirts – the kind that has the button down collar, but it’s the buttons in front that he likes.
Simple white panties.
i know. Simple white panties, bluh. But it’s not really, exactly play-time. It’s – it’s more about ~~
At least it used to be. Who knows what tonight may bring…
Theoretically, i could look like this:
I don’t actually look like that, but theoretically i could. i might feel like that!
Omg. 7:45… TTFN!