21/12/2014
Happy holidays,
Rick sent a blog the other day, but didn't bother to tell me until last night. We agreed when we started doing this, to share the blog with each other before sending it, if we didn't do it together. Having now had the chance to read it, some comments are due before anyone in the community takes what we write about in the wrong vein.
Neither of us is a DOM or Submissive. We started all of this after we found TODP and saw the "dare" thing. We took it a step further and created a "reverse dare" some time ago, to relieve some of the stress of our careers. Some of you may remember my "first" reverse dare where I wore layered sheer clothing out for the evening, and removed layers from underneath as the night progerssed. Rick didn't know about any of this until it happened, as it was my idea, AND a secret until it happened. He then got me later in the summer at the beach, by wearing a set of swim trunks that became transparent when wet. But I am digressing; back to our most recent adventure.
We are both creative, and found that we can create some exciting fantasies to live out, but we both had to agree that we would participate fully, even if we didn't know where it might lead. I guess we can call this mutual trust.
I was in charge of our latest adventure, which developed the minute I removed my lips from the end of his penis. It was going to be put together on the "fly", and started with his baggy shorts being worn "commando". He threw on a shirt to finish his outfit, and I threw on a button-down skirt and blouse, also button down.
As we drove to dinner, I reached over and slid the leg of his shorts up just a bit, and there it was, his cute helmet head. With this "reveal" he began to get aroused, so I knew what we were going to do this evening. Rick pretty much covered all of that in his blog, with some inaccuracies; as the night progressed, and his exposure increased, I made sure that it wasn't shared until the moment I moved his napkin to expose a very small glimpse of the end of his helmet head on his half hard penis for the waitress, if she should happen to look. While it is true that he did spend most of the evening in full view of me, this small "tidbit" was all there was to share.
When we left, Rick made himself decent, as he mentioned, but may have led you to believe that I left the restaurant with a fully open blouse and exposed breasts. The blouse was tucked into the hem of my skirt when I got up from the booth, and while it wasn't buttoned, it laid well enough over my breasts to prevent exposure.
The rest of the evening is pretty much as he described, and I noticed his request to the community for suitable suggestions as punishment for my adventure. If you contribute, please be kind
Molly and Rick, right behind me