Prompt: play pretend
Don had never really liked the idea of role-playing in the bedroom. It wasn't that he was a prude, far from it, but the idea of pretending to be something you weren't just never appealed to him.
Also, he dared any man to feel masculine while running around with a patch on his eye trying to catch his "saucy wench."
It just wasn't for him.
So, when Lindsay first mentioned that she wanted to play, he wasn't sure what to say. He didn't want to be something he wasn't. He didn't want Lindsay to do that either. She was perfect the way she was, no need for ridiculous costumes and games.
However, Don soon found that Lindsay was very good with costumes and that her games were freaking amazing. Because Lindsay didn't act, she didn't put on a fake smile and vamp it up to the point that he wanted to laugh at her instead of fuck her.
She was just herself, she just put herself in that role, and that's all she expected of him. There was no growling, no chest beating, no 'Come out of I'll make yer walk that there plank.'" There was just the two of them having a little fun.
Okay a lot of fun.
The nurse outfit came to mind first because that had been hot. He'd been hard from the moment she'd walked into the room, her bra shoving her tits up so they spilled over the top of the outfit.
Then there was the time that she dressed as a French Maid…..enough said there.
Tonight when he walked into his apartment and saw all the lights off except for his bedroom lamp, he knew that they were about to have some serious fun.
But he still wasn't ready for the image Lindsay presented him with once he got in there.
She was wearing a bra and panties, except they were striped black and white, giving her the appearance of a jailbird.
Although he'd never seen a jailbird as hot as she was.
She plastic cuffs on each hand, which were bound together. She smiled as he entered the room and held her hands out as if begging, "Oh, Mr. Police Man, please don't send me back to jail. I'll do anything," she batted her eyes at him.
"Well little lady," he said, his voice low, "You committed a serious crime. You'd have to do something pretty spectacular for me to let you off."
She smiled and began slithering down his body, "Don't worry…spectacular's my middle name."
Man, he loved this woman.