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Demoness' little girl... (cheerio/lordhack)

"And I think you're beautiful." he said, finishing his second drink in one big long drink, to muster up the courage to keep this conversation up. "So is it a compliment so if I ask where you work so I can go some time, or is that an insult to your beautiful body?" he asked, smiling faintly.
 
She smiled softly. "It's flattering." She was thinking over her next move then made it, confidently. "Would you like to come home with me?" She had the good grace to blush, aware she needed to sell the sweet shy image but also hoping that he would say yes. She liked him. A lot.
 
He blushed as well, looking at her, she did seem to be asking him genuinely. "Well, I've never picked a girl up in a bar before, it seems a little... untraditional to be picked up instead." he said, slowly getting up. "But if you promise not to tell everyone I know, sure, it'd have to be better than this place anyway.
 
She smiled. "As far as they know you asked me." She promised, moving to stand before athering her coat around herself. "So... are we ready?" She was slightly nervous. This was the first time she'd affectionately asked a man home, most times she'd lead him astray with her wiles.
 
He didn't think this was at all odd for her, she was a stripper after all, and a very good looking one. He grabbed his own coat, then left enough money to pay for his drinks, looking up to her. "I think so, lead on oh temptress." he said, with a slight grin.
 
She had laughed and lead him out into the road, taking him only two streets away before letting them into her home. She had smiled as she shut the door then locked it behind them. "So... wanna play?"
 
She didn't live far, but as he watched her lock the door, he suddenly felt... nervous for some reason, something about the deadbolt clicking. It passed when she gave him the offer to play, and he smiled widely. "No offering of coffee first?" he teased. "Did you have something in mind?"
 
"Who said we wouldn't have coffee after?" She sounded amused as she let her hair down. "Have you ever felt like crossdressing?" She wasn't sure he'd take the bait but she seriously hoped he'd say yes.
 
He blushed, looking at her wondering if she was serious. He had thought of it before... but only just the thought. He'd never go to a shop to buy any woman's clothing, and certainly he'd never wear any in public... "Nnn no..." he stammered out, looking at the ground. "Why do I...?" he trailed off, not sure which question to ask.
 
She smiled softly. "I just find the idea of a man in panties... sexy." Her voice had become huskyas she talked and she moved closer, gently touching his cheek. "Very sexy."
 
He blushed, his cock hardening slowly as she touched his cheek, and he imagined himself in panties, nice and pink, or maybe a sky blue, or innocent and white... He looked up at her, not speaking for a moment. "I've thought about it before... just wearing panties." he admmited slowly.
 
He blushed even more, but was very, very turned on by the idea. "Sure... I could try." he said slowly, looking up at her. "As long as they were your panties."
 
She had smiled and drawn a hand over his cheek. "Of course they would be." She smiled. "Come to bed with me?" The question was soft and she knew instantly she wanted to see him in her panties more than ever.
 
He didn't say a thing, he only nodded, his cock hard within his jeans, harder than he recalled it ever being before, as he eagerly looked around the room to see where here bed would be.
 
She had laughed and lead him up the stairs, letting him go once she saw the drawers and crossing to pick out a clean pair of panties.
 
He sat on her bed, looking back at her, seeming slightly nervous, trying to see the panties she was getting out of her drwarer, trying to see what she was going to make him wear.
 
The rose flowered panties were the cleanest she had and she smirked as she smelt it before throwing the panties at him. "Those. Now." She was teasing him but she wanted to get him aroused and hot for her, which was why she'd stripped down to her underwear.
 
He caught them, then looked to her, staring at her long legs now that she was in her underwear, almost entirely bare for him. He looked at the panties, clearly nervous, but also aroused at her slightly commanding tone. He took a slight sniff of the panties himself, just because she had, before slowly taking off his jeans, the bulge of his cock clear beneath his striped boxers. He hesitated for a moment, looking from her to the panties.
 
She had smiled. "Go. Do." Her words were forceful and teasing. "Either that or I'll get dressed and throw you out of the house." She was smirking slightly. "Do it."
 
"You really want this..." he said, blushing slightly, as he stripped his boxers off his slightly hairy legs, then, rather quickly, slid the panties up them, and around his crotch, his bulge still quite visible through them.
 
He blushed even redder, and leaned towards her gently, not knowing what to say. Thank you seemed appropriate... but he couldn't quite form the words.
 
He kissed back gently, still blushing, but the panties did feel nice pressing against his cock. "Thank you..." he finally got out, as he slowly pulled away from the kiss.
 
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