It had been a long day.
All he wanted was go back home, open a cold beer and collapse on the sofa.
Waiting for the next bus, he had nothing else to do than play with his phone, browsing social medias.
He heard strange noises from afar. A strange mix or clicking and clacking sounds, mixed with squishing sounds, like someone was washing a window with rubber gloves.
The sound became louder, but what caught his attention was the strange light reflection.
He raised his head, and his jaw dropped. He saw them, two gorgeous women, one completely covered in black shiny rubber, wearing pure white thigh high, high heel platform boots, and the other one, in a very tight and short black latex dress, walking on strange pointed boots without any heels, walking slowly, balancing her hips like he never saw before.
Slowly, they walked in front on him. He blinked a few times, trying to make sure his eyes, or his brain, were not playing tricks with him.
He felt dizzy, sleepy, then he remembered to breath, with a strong noisy gasps that he was afraid would burst that dream bubble.
The woman in the latex catsuit slowly turned around, leaning her back against the post, raising her right hand to get a hold of her knee on the post.
The girl in the dress slowly approached her, softly raising her hand, aiming for her chest.
He felt his member getting bigger by the second. Then he remembered that he had his cell phone in his hand. Perhaps he could aim it and take home some souvenirs.
Smiling at the thought of doing it. Smiling at the sight in front of him, he gently positioned his cell phone and pressed the button. It made a classic shutter sound. He gasp.
The girl in the dress stopped as she was reaching the latex covered breast and gently turned around, looking at him with a smile that could melt steel, and eyes that could hypnotize a blind.
Then she spoke. A soft voice, yet a commanding voice. A voice you just can’t say no to.
“You’re not doing anything worthy of a severe punishment, aren’t you?” she said, as she slowly walked toward him, balancing on those strange boots, looking at him in the eyes.
"Err... Well... I... ... Yes..."
A watcher asked me if I could make an image of "pure" latex.
Yes, I can...
Is it any good?