I let out a long. exhausted breath and stayed balled up like that
for several minutes, delirious dreamy with contentment. My orgasm had
been so natural–so peaceful–and I hadn’t put my fingers inside or
played with my clitoris as I usually do. That marvelous little nub had
rocked me to pleasure, and my hands had been free to arouse, caress
and excite the other parts of my body that I loved so much.
The real test would come with clothes on, in public. Could the
marvelous little device actually be concealed under my clothes ? I
hoped so as I slipped my undies and pantyhose up over it. in the
mirror it looked like I had a slightly more prominent mound, but with
tight jeans on? Perfection! No one would see a thing. There wouldn’t
be the slightest suspicion that under my skin-hugging denims my body
was availing itself of the most exquisite erotic stimulation.
I slipped the slender battery case into the waistband at the
side. It made a small bulge, but with a jacket on nobody would be able
…End of the part8. To be continued..