MY RAIN FRIEND 10

[shinymacintosh]

The next day an email arrived from Charles with some images and a message saying lots of good stuff, difficult to choose the best for the magazine.
Send the email to my machine, I said, and I will print them out full size.
Charles had sent a dozen pictures which I duly printed on to glossy paper. Well I think these should sell his magazine. I love the boot on my face in the mud and you in rubber giving me a blow job, in fact I love them all.

Sarah agreed. If ever you are on your own and you need a blow job, just look at the picture, she laughed. Saves you getting all messy!!
Later we went into town to buy more clothes hangers, food and wine. That afternoon we were upstairs putting Sarah’s PVC clothes on hangers. I had a semi erection most of the time, especially when she tried a piece on and said I don’t remember wearing this or that.

Put your stuff away, she said.
My stuff?
Yes, all the larger stuff I can’t wear but you can. I hung up the coats and dresses, and the skirts and other skimpy things in a drawer.
I’m not sure how to wear some of these things, you will have to show me sometime.
Don’t worry Charles will know.
I was beginning to worry about my next meeting with Charles.

The final suitcase was interesting. Obvious things like whips, gags, shackles, rubber masks, restraints, but plugs, vibrators etc I knew about but there were a few metal implements that gave me cause for concern.
All were put safely away in a drawer.
Let’s dine.

Four days later Sarah was away again for a photoshoot this time with a female photographer. I was not wanted’ It was a girl only shoot.
I had a desperate urge to visit the seedy cinema again. I decided to go at night, hopefully more younger clients than the older daytime members.
I wore my leather basque from Charles, my red PVC mini from Sarah and my almost floor length grey PVC trench coat and boots. Drove and parked my car close to the cinema.

The cinema was as always dark, seedy and smelling of depraved sex. I stood against the back wall, undid my belt and opened my trench coat and leant against the wall. I received a lot of welcome attention as guys slowly walking by, casually touching and feeling my trench coat or mini skirt.
A hand went up my skirt and squeezed my balls. The man had his back to me, he was watching the porn film and playing with me at the same time. He wore a plastic Pacamac with the collar turned up. He turned around and I was startled to recognize the oilskin man wearing my Pacamac. Let’s go for a drive in my motor home he suggested.

I remember what happened the last time, I said to him. I think I will stay here. He squeezed my balls really hard and moved away. Stopping to play with other guys standing hoping for some pleasure at the back.
I walked the other way passing the manager’s office. He spotted me and asked me in, locking the door behind me. You look very sexy tonight, he said eyeing my trench coat and mini skirt. The storeroom isn’t open for clients tonight, but you could come in with just me if you like.
We went into the storeroom, switched on a light and locked the door. No DVD’s were playing.
Are you into rubber? I nodded. His hands rubbed against my PVC trench coat. You are getting me so excited dressed like that. Stay here I’ll be back in five he promised.

I wandered around the room found some very explicit porno magazines sat and looked at the gratifying sexual pictures. The manager returned into the storeroom. He was transformed, gone, the white shirt and tie. Now he returned in a full length SBR mac, boots and rubber gloves. Wow! I said in surprise. What a wonderful transformation.
He was so happy. I only received my SBR mac this morning and I’ve been dying to try it on for someone.
I smelt the wonderful rubbery aroma, kissed him and searched for his cock. You look so erotic, I said. He pushed me against a wall, opened my PVC trench coat, pulled down the top of my leather basque and sucked heavily on my nipples and played with my balls. He then went down on his knees and took my balls in his mouth, sucking powerfully on them. I had to pull him away, his sucking was so strong it was hurting me.
He turned me around, so I was facing the wall, went underneath my mac, pulled up my mini skirt and rimmed me. The feeling was incredible his long-wet tongue worked my hole for what seemed like an eternity, then his hand found my cock and he wanked me until I splattered my cum against the wall.

The manager stood up breathing erratically. That was wonderful, first time in my new rubber mac, he gasped. He unlocked the storeroom door and we returned to his office. He opened his filing cabinet pulled out a bottle of scotch and two glasses. Help yourself.
I did, I opened his mac and wanked him hard. He came quickly. I meant a drink he laughed. But thanks anyway.

I walked in the rain to my car and sent a text.
I AM WET
A couple of minutes went by then,
CUM ON ROUND

I drove to my friends’ home and was let in. He was fully dressed, makeup and wig. He looked at my PVC trench coat, not as sexy as your Pacamac he said sulkily.
I opened my mac revealing my red PVC mini and leather basque. That’s better. He said. Come into the lounge I have some friends. Three fully dressed gurls were drinking and having a good time. They turned to look me up and down then took it in turns to kiss me and squeeze my balls.
Introductions were made and I sat next to a gurl in a rubber cocktail dress and boots. The aroma from the dress was similar to the cinema manager’s trench coat. I could feel I was becoming aroused again. My nipples were being sucked again and a semi naked gurl wearing a leather mini and thigh boots was knelt in front of me sucking my cock.

The third gurl, not to be outdone stood close to me wanking furiously and finally shot his load all over my mac. My friend sat down beside me and began to lick the cum from me. I’ve missed you, he whispered as he cleared the last drop from me.
I sat quietly watching the gurl in the rubber cocktail dress work his magic on the semi naked gurl with thigh boots. I watched and waited until the inevitable orgasms happened, then stood up, said my goodbyes and left for home.

I poured another whisky for myself, switched on the computer and checked my emails.
One was from Sarah saying she was missing me. I felt guilty about going out this evening and having a good time.
P.S. Back home tomorrow evening. XXX
Also, there were two attachments. I clicked to download them. Sarah dressed in a one-piece leather suit, hands and legs secured to iron rings on a brick wall. Ball gag firmly in place in her mouth and a naked woman caressing her leather covered boobs.
The second one was the naked woman secured, facing the brick wall, being savagely whipped by Sarah dressed in the same leather suit. Red whip marks had been painted on the naked woman’s back, at least, I hoped they had been painted on and were not real.

I replied to Sarah. Tomorrow, do you want me to caress your boobs or do you want to whip me? XXX

She replied. Both XXX

[rubbermac]

Wonderful...Many Thanks,cant wait until Charles takes charge of the situation,very exciting......