The top consisted of little more than a white and blue bra, the tie in the front was easy enough to undo (she’d untied it by accident twice already) that she ended up wearing a bra, though it had to be her skimpiest lace one to fit under the cheerleading costume’s top. The skirt was little more than a set of strips that mostly covered her black silk panties, except when she, you know, moved.
The pure sex appeal that she exuded made her smile and she spun one more time, enjoying the view of her mostly naked ass and her completely naked legs, leading down to the four inch heels that no real cheerleader would wear, but which made her long legs look even better and her ass really, as the kids say (as she would say), pop. Comfortable in her costume, she swaggered out to her car, trying to remember where she was going, the clothing and the feel of silk pressed against her cunt always got her wet and getting wet always made her stupid… |