Under the coat, nothing.

A late afternoon of shared farts I told Gerardo a crazy idea I had: walk around the center with a coat and nothing underneath. Naked, and get into some places where I knew I'd be well received. We found a coat and I went to the center. First, I entered the store where I sometimes buy lingerie for my crossdressing moments and until then (I think) he didn't know how much I like wearing tangas. I arrived when it opened: -Hey, what's early -I have a free day, can I come in? -Yes yes, go ahead Inside the store, I asked him one more time for some lace underwear and showed me some. There, I couldn't take it anymore and told him it was for me. He wasn't too surprised, but what did shock him was when I asked him to follow me into a dressing room. He accompanied me and witnessed that moment when I opened my coat and left my naked body at his sight. I sensed it was something degenerate, and I didn't err. He offered to lift up my underwear and when he found my excited sex, he started gently masturbating... -I knew you were a good slut -Come on, close... He went and closed (haha, it hadn't even opened yet) and came back with his cock out for me to give him a good blow job. My underwear was still not in place, but it didn't matter. I hadn't taken off my coat because it was part of the game. I asked for some stockings and a garter belt, which he agreed to in the middle of a rancid groan. It ended up on my face but in anticlimax and punishment, I squeezed his balls, which he loved. I finished putting on my new slut uniform and faced the porn cinema. I wanted more...