1. Laura


    Date: 9/6/2016, Categories: Lesbian, Author: Annamagique, Rating: 16, Source: LushStories

    earth am I doing?" I suddenly thought. "I am forty-five years old and visiting someone I hardly know, to try on dresses!" I smiled inwardly. I felt like a teenager again and I liked it! Just a few seconds had passed by before the doors opened again and I stepped out into a bright, modern hallway and right opposite was the door to the apartment I was looking for. I stood for a moment then took a deep breath and pressed the button on the frame and waited. I didn't have to wait long until I heard the sound of a chain being slid from the door and the latch being released. The door swung open and my eyes opened wide and my jaw dropped with stunned recognition. "Laura!" I all but shouted out. Standing in the doorway was a stunning, elegant young woman, her jet black hair styled up in the wartime fashion. She was very pretty with slim waist and hips. Her dress was red and fitted her figure beautifully, accentuating her full, but not large, breasts. It was buttoned down the front from her collar to just below her knees and she wore seamed stockings with black, patent leather, strapped shoes a with wide heels of about three inches. On her head she wore a small black hat with lace netting and around her neck, a black fur stole. Her face was made up with plenty of foundation powder which was a pale colour, contrasting perfectly with her crimson lipstick and black Kohl. I just stood, rooted as she grinned widely. "Hi!" she said breezily, "I wasn't sure if you would come. Come in, come ...
    in." She stepped back as I recovered my senses and I went inside. She closed the door behind us. "Wow!" she exclaimed again, "You look great! I love your outfit." Recovered, now, from the initial shock, I smiled. "You are not the only one," I grimaced, "An old man downstairs got an eyeful when my skirt blew up. He liked it too." I thought she said 'lucky man' but I wasn't sure so I didn't comment. Instead I told her, "You look stunning. I knew you would but even so, the whole ensemble is gorgeous!' She seemed to blush as she said, "Aww, thank you. I wanted to show you how nice it is to wear this." "It certainly looks lovely," I agreed. "Are they stockings too or do you just settle for seamed tights?" "Oh gosh no!" she answered, "The whole outfit is authentic. I like it that way. Not just for looks but I like the feel too. It's almost like being there." As she talked she lifted the hem of her dress to show me the flesh coloured nylons attached to suspenders which were themselves attached to a rather solid looking girdle. She also wore large silk knickers. A little shiver of excitement ran through me. There was something going on in my head which I didn't quite understand. She dropped the hem and brushed down the fabric with her lace gloved hand. "Now, would you like coffee... Oh, I don't know your name." "Anna," I told her, holding out my hand. "Pleased to meet you at last, Anna. I am... but you already know my name." She frowned, "How did you know?" "I must have seen it on your ...
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