Sunday 31 January 2010

Long time no see! It's been a strange few months for me. Issues in my everyday life have made it difficult for me to focus on this blog and indeed, many of my online activities. I can't say I'm fully back to normal, but I am working toward that goal. I even did a tiny amount of writing the otter day - only 500 odd words, but better than nothing. I'm posting you a little preview in the hope that will encourage me to continue with the story. So with no further ado, I introduce, Claudette...


Pouting as she looked back over her shoulder into the full length mirror, Claudette arched her back, pushing her buttocks out as she admired the effect in her reflected image. Far from lamenting the years gone by, she had relished the approach of her 40th birthday. During recent years she had gone through some distinct shifts in her thinking. No longer the simpering, dutiful housewife, she had rediscovered her own identity. Previous inhibitions had been discarded leaving her free to pursue only those things that truly interested her. She had new friends, and a few occasional lovers, although these days she valued her freedom over the pros and cons of a conventional relationship. Naturally the divorce had been a difficult time for her, but now here she was, to all intents and purposes, reborn.

Turning to face the mirror now, she straightened the band on her head, adjusting the plush brown furry ears to a cheeky angle. Her chestnut wavy hair cascaded down past her alabaster shoulder blades, curling at the ends to conceal the top couple of inches of the lacing to the back of her soft, chocolate brown suedette corset.

The laces were pulled in firmly, reducing her voluptuous waistline to thirty inches and pushing her full 36D breasts upwards and out. She adjusted the long fingerless glove on her left hand, the soft brown material reaching just beyond her elbow and slipped her simple silver bracelet on over the on her right arm. The effect of the jewellery over the gloves and with her perfectly French manicured nails was stunning.

Working down, she smoothed the matching chocolate suedette skirt and playfully fluffed the right layers of cream net and lace beneath it, while ensuring her stocking tops were properly secured to the suspender belt. The feel of the sumptuous material on her inner thighs proved irresistible and she slowly dragged one finger up over her smooth shaved pussy lips before reluctantly forcing herself to stop.

The skirt barely covered her plump backside and she gasped slightly at the cold of the leather as she sat on the stool to put on her boots. Deep brown suede, reaching nearly to her knees, with a silkily soft caramel fur lining, she has chosen them especially to match her outfit. The slender heel brought her up to almost six foot tall and exaggerated the sway of her curvy hips beautifully when she walked. In fact, she almost prowled, in an utterly feminine, feline way.

Her makeup was simple, the mask she added negated the need for anything more than simple black eyeliner and a fresh pink lip-gloss. Her mask was made from a brown velvet-like flocked material, cut to sweep over the bridge of her cute, upturned nose and swept upwards and outwards at the out corners of her eyes. The area around the eye holes was picked out in black and accented with tiny black crystals.

There was but one detail missing. With a smile she caressed the object delicately. The silky fir slipped through her fingers. At one end, the polished steel was cold, hard by comparison...


It's good to be back, see you all again soon xxx