Discommbobulated

As I wait for Sir to return. I take advantage of my alone time. Sir would not approve of this but he’s away and the sub shall play? With herself. I thumb through my private collection of clothing that hangs simply yet sexually on my Sir approved metal rack. I only wear these outfits when I’ve been given permission. I admire each silky blouse, starch ironed tight fitting jeans and of course, the snuggly fitted dresses with zippers that gracefully trace my back side. He loves it when I wear the clothing that he hand picked. I drop my loose fitting tattered blue jeans and black t-shirt to the floor and replace the garments with the long sleeved floor length see through laced overlay across my shoulders. I love how the lace gently scratches my brown nipples. My panties are still on. Of course I would not completely cheat on Sir while he’s away. Panties off? Equals being obedient! At least that is what my resistant side coaxes me to believe. What would he think? If he found me laying on my king sized bed with these forbidden garments on? My wetness overcomes my guilt and I proceed to pleasure myself without permission. How I wish he was here. As I succumb to my desires, I secretly take pleasure in knowing I’ve been disobedient. I will tell Him when he returns so I can enjoy the sweet pleasurable punishment.