Mantis

37. Victor crosses the border

When I entered the room, I immediately went to the shower, having undressed completely in front of the mirror as was my habit, and when I returned, my attention was drawn to a box lying on the bed that definitely wasn't there when I left with Victor for the party.

Attached to the beautifully wrapped package was a note in Victor's handwriting.

– Try it on before you go to sleep.

I took the contents of the mysterious box in my hands and began to carefully examine the tiny item I was holding between my fingers. It was probably the most beautiful and skimpiest lingerie set I had ever had the chance to wear. After all, why wouldn't I try it on? It was for me.

I turned around because I heard a rustle near the balcony door, but there was no one there, so I assumed it was just a bird or a bat and turned back towards the bed. I smiled at the box lying on it and shrugged off the fluffy hotel bathrobe. I put on the first two items I found in the package and walked over to the mirror to take a look at myself.

The set was beautiful. It wasn't a typical harness made up of just straps but a tasteful combination of lace and ribbons. The panties covered a bit of my body with a fabric as delicate as a spider's web in the front, while on the buttocks, the material was limited to just seven radiating straps. The bra was sewn in a similar style. The main feature was an intricate combination of thin straps, with the cup material minimized, featuring the same motif as the lower part of the set.

I stood in front of the mirror for a while, running my hands over my body, savoring the beautiful sight of my reflection, paying particular attention to caressing my breasts. I turned around a few times, looking at my firm buttocks, then slowly slipped on the lace robe that was also part of the set and enjoyed the sight of myself in such attire for a moment longer. The thought even crossed my mind that Victor could be in the room right now, watching me with that wild admiration in his eyes, maybe even following my hands with his own, and I smiled at this vision with diabolical delight.

Behind me, I heard a rustle again, followed by the creak of the floor, so I quickly turned around, looking towards the balcony. It wasn't a bird or a bat but Victor. He was sitting in a chair near the balcony doors, staring at me with dark eyes the color of bitter chocolate. He wasn't wearing anything, and his penis was standing erect.

– I thought you wouldn't be able to resist and would try it on – he said with a mysterious smile on his lips.

– Do you know how to knock? – I retorted, watching his face in the mirror.

– Of course – he replied, standing up and approaching me slowly. – But only when I want to announce my visit. To see you in this, I had to take you by surprise.

– And that's why I don't trust the darkness – I said coldly, adjusting the tie of the skimpy robe. – You never know what beast lurks in it. How long have you been here?

A lazy smile slowly appeared on Victor's face. He brushed his engorged member against my hip and casually ran his hand over my left shoulder, slipping the lace robe off it.

– Long enough to be impatient for you to finish showering and to answer the question that's been bugging me all evening – he whispered into my shoulder, sending a shiver through my body that settled between my legs. – You didn't wear panties after all...

– Were you spying on me? – I stated more than asked, regaining my scattered focus.

– Admiring – he replied. – And I really liked what I was looking at. I had to restrain myself from cursing with admiration.

– Really?

– I didn't want to disturb you. Although... my hands were itching to relieve yours – he declared, running his hands down my back.