4

Hobbie entered the room, switching on the light as he walked through the door. Stretched out before him were racks upon racks of different styles of clothing. Most seemed to lean towards leather and rubber but there were many costumes as well. He sighed and closed his eyes feeling the heat building in his loins. This was the culmination of many years of fantasy and it must be done right or it would be all for nothing. He began walking down the main aisle looking for the perfect outfit for his fantasy. He ran his fingers gently over the tops of the hangers until he found the exact thing he'd been dreaming about. He pulled the hanger out and looked at the white starched shirt. A silken tie of deep forest green hung over the collar of the shirt. He looked at the size of the shirt and was surprised to see that it would fit him. Perhaps there were some benefits to being a smaller than average man.

A small dark hand snaked it's way up his chest and caressed his nipple through the opening in his shirt. Lyssette has walked up behind him and he hadn't even heard her. She turned him around and stroked his smooth chest.

"Everything is ready for us. Have you found the right clothing?" she said as she looked at the hanger he held. "Oh! That's just exactly perfect. Can I wear the same thing?" she breathed huskily.

"I'd like that a lot. Where should we change?"

"Right here is good," she said as she began to unbutton his shirt. "Relax, let me do this. I want to make you feel so very wonderful."

"Yes," he sighed and closed his eyes as her fingers made tight circles around his sensitive nipples. Her lips came across his chest and he felt her hot breath caress his nipple, bringing shivers to his loins. Her tongue traced lazy circles around his left nipple while her fingers tightened their grip on his right nipple. His mind relaxed utterly as she continued her ministrations. She drew her nails down his chest as she pulled his shirt out of his pants and he shrugged it off to the floor in a crimson puddle. She leaned up towards his lips for another kiss. His mouth found hers, moist and warm and he tasted her lipstick as he drank her lips like sweet wine. She broke away and crouched before him, licking her way down his chest to his pants. When she reached them she knelt and unbuttoned them, hot breath on his stomach. She slowly pulled his pants off of him and placed them carefully on a bench. Her hands traced intricate patterns as they traveled up his legs to his inner thighs, her tongue following slowly.

She looked up at him from the floor and silently asked him if he was sure this was the way he wanted it. He nodded at her and a groan escaped his lips as her mouth covered the soft velvety skin of his cock. She lapped around the head of him and massaged his balls as he sighed in pleasure. He hadn't felt like this in so very long, too long. The gentle pressure she applied to his cock soon brought a different tightness to his balls as he fell towards his climax. Waves of pleasure crashed through his brain as he shuddered and came in her mouth. She smiled up at him and released him from her mouth.

She got up slowly and pulled the shirt off of the hanger drawing it slowly up his arms and onto his shoulder. Her gentle fingers buttoned the buttons of the shirt all the way from neck to navel. The tie came next, she had talent tying them he could see as she pulled the perfect knot to the small hollow of his throat. He stepped into the circle of cloth she presented for him and she slowly raised it up over his narrow hips and slid the zipper up. He smoothed the pleated material down as she turned from him to go put on her own outfit. He sat on a bench and pulled the thin white material of the socks up over his tightly muscled calves. He slipped his feet into the black leather shoes and walked to where Lyssette was finishing her dressing.

"You are absolutely gorgeous in that! How do I look?" he preened as he spun in front of her.

"Oh! Wow! You are absolutely adorable! This outfit truly suits you Hobbie. Are you ready now?" she said as she stepped closer and took his hand in her own.

"Yes," he sighed. "I am more ready than I've ever been!" a smile graced his lips.

"Well, what shall I call you? I don't think Hobbie is right for you now."

"How about Dera? That's pretty. Yeah, Dera is a good name. I'll be Dera," he said as he rolled the name through his mind. It felt seductive and innocent all at the same time. It also was close to his real name of Derek so it was very fitting.

Lyssette led him out into the hallway and down farther in the aisle to another unmarked door. She paused, hand on the knob and looked back at him once again seeking reassurance from him that this was truly what he desired. He closed his eyes briefly and breathed heavily inwards. He released the breath slowly and nodded at her, a deep look of lust in his eyes. She smiled and opened the door.