Lady in red

One time I was at Jerk's house, and I was in pain. I couldn't move, so we couldn't do much. I wasn't even able to lean in to kiss him without causing myself more pain. Jerk decided to give me a massage hoping it would help my back. I slowly took my shirt of and lay down not really knowing what to expect, because it was the first time I was getting a massage from him. He started touching me and squeezing my body and it was simply amazing. He wasn't as gentle as I expected, but I loved it. I forgot about my pain and I was floating trough the universe. At one moment he accidentally moved the top of my leggings and saw that I was wearing red lace thong. He wasn't very happy about it because we couldn't do anything and he was more and more turned on with every second that passed. I admit I wasn't happy about it either, especially when he finished with the massage. Anyways, I promised him I would wear thongs the next day, when we were supposed to meet with our friends. And I kept my promise. I wore black lace thong and a red dress with a very nice cleavage. And once again I succeeded to sweep him of his feet. And everyone else there, for that matter. Since than I was always the lady in red for him...

I really miss the Jerk. He really hurt me when he left me. He didn't even have a real reason for that. Even though he left, I was willing to take him back if he wanted, but he kept hurting me after the breakup, behaving like he's the only guy in the world for me, like he has all the power and punishing me for no reason.