Partying is such sweet sorrow.

[cariad]

Oh gosh, I scanned Ed’s letter and then so eagerly unwrapped the soft lightweight tissue wrapped package. For a moment I could not believe what I was holding. There were sumptuous folds of voile topped by a skimpy bra and corresponding minuscule pair of panties. Ed certainly hadn’t wasted much fabric on those. There was also a small jewellery box, which revealed a large, presumably fake diamond. The quality and workmanship of everything was such that it was hard to imagine that this was a mere costume, and I immediately put my other plans on hold, I just had to try it on.

I read Ed’s letter again, all over tan and all over trim… I returned to my dressing room and quickly undressed, standing in front of the mirror and giving myself a critical appraisal. Well, there was not anything which could be done about the slightly fading tan, but at least I did not need to worry about the trim. Although I would have to do a little research into how I should correctly wear my hair.

I carefully slipped the panties on and chuckled at Ed’s slightly coy guidance. Then clipping the bra in place, I shook my body to make the little bells around it jingle. Ohhhh, the size was so perfect that each movement caused the silk to rub sensuously over my nipples, oh, and yes, as I looked in the mirror, as he had said in his letter little was left to the imagination.

My teeth already on edge with anticipation, I shook the folds of fine voile and held them up. The soft fabric floated but even doubled up as I held it they would do nothing to conceal a girl’s modesty. A quick investigation showed six ingenious clips which attached it to the ‘waist’ band of the panties. Wonderfully soft and feminine, but also hardly there.

Hmmmmm, I stood in front of the mirror, placed the provided jewel in my navel and swayed. As my head filled with erotic eastern music I was transported to the another world and held my hands up above my head and started to dance. This time it was my imagination which was working overtime as I allowed it to transport me to Sultan Edward’s harem…

Still in costume, I quickly went to my desk.

Dear Ed,

I am pleased to say that your parcel arrived this morning, and I am overwhelmed by the contents. I can confirm that the costume is a perfect fit, and I find wearing it to be exceptionally evocative. It is indeed, most suitable for me.

I have cleared my diary for both Wednesday and Thursday so that I can visit your premises as you suggest. I do hope the Wednesday slot is still available as having discovered the quality of your work I am anxious to explore the props which you recommend and discover what other suggestions you may have for my party.

Yours, in eager anticipation,

cariad