Lingerie Lock Out – Dressing Up For You

When The Door Closed

Waking up a little late, I was embarking on just another lazy Saturday at home.  I made myself a strong cup of coffee, and began cheerfully dancing around the kitchen to an old ’80s playlist.  Wearing just a polka dot bra and silky white thong panties.  Unbeknownst to me, the lingerie lock out I was about to endure.  Halfway through my impromptu performance in front of the toaster, I remembered a package that had been delivered the previous night.  Dashing to the door, I flung it open and stepped out on the porch.  Excited to open my gift to myself over my morning coffee.

Locked, Shocked, And Nearly Naked – Lingerie Lock Out

The moment the door shut behind me, a wave of panic surged through my nearly naked body.  “No, no, no!” I shrieked, tugging on the handle. Locked!  Standing there in my bra and panties staring at the door as if I could will it back open.  My keys were inside.  My phone was charging in the bedroom.  Sitting on the steps I began processing and problem solving my lingerie lock out in my head.  Unfortunately my neighbor,  Mrs. Klein, an early rising,  70 something with binoculars and opinions chose that exact moment to water her geraniums.  She looked up, paused, then raised an eyebrow in disapproval at my lingerie lockout.  We exchanged awkward “good mornings” and she went inside quickly.

Thinking of the back door, I tiptoed around the side of the house considering my options.  There was a small doggy door left from the previous homeowner.  Determined, I got down on all four and peered through the small flap.  Sizing it up for a potential rescue to my lingerie lock out.

Skivvies And Scrutiny

Hearing my name being called over the back fence, my heart stopped.  It was my cute, young, married neighbor Jake from the house behind mine.  “Do you need help?”  He asked as I stood up.  My left boob spilling out of my bra exposing my nipple.  “Yes please!” In an instant,  Jake was standing in front of me with his toolbox in hand.  Explaining that his father was a locksmith and he knew all the tricks of the trade.  He had experienced a few lingerie lock out situations himself.  Soon after, the door popped open and my lingerie lock out was over.

Still wearing my bra and panties, I invited Jake in for coffee.  I handed him the cup, he stepped in closer and we started kissing.  Our tongues began a familiar dance as he set his cup down, groping my exposed flesh. We briefly made eye contact, I made my way to my knees and slowly pulled down his shorts.  Putting my mouth on his hardening cock and lightly nibbling it through his briefs.

No Keys, No Clothes, No Problem – Lingerie Lock Out

Gently squeezing his balls, I nibbled and ran my tongue up the length of his now fully erect and naked cock.  My lips reach the head and my mouth slid down to the top of his shaft.  Jake let out a grown.  My pussy soaking wet with anticipation.  Continuing to caress his balls as my mouth and tongue slid over his cock faster and more vigorously now.  Jake began to convulse and became loud as his hot secretions hit the back of my throat.  I tightened my lips and kept stroking him.   Swallowing again and again as I milked him dry like a joyful jizz milker.  I stood up slowly and he pulled me in for a long wet kiss.

Showing him to the door, I thanked him for bailing me out of my lingerie lock out.  Grateful to have such a fantastic neighbor.

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