Long-Distance Playtime

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Her voice is low – so low with shame and awkward embarrassment that I can scarcely hear it.

“Umm… so your package finally got here. And, like, I guess… here it is? Please- please don’t laugh, Jake…”

Here it is indeed! The “it” being no less than the outfit of my dreams. The outfit I’d specially chosen for my girlfriend, and which I’d boxed up with a thudding heart and an ill-concealed hard-on and a devious smile on my lips. But hey – she’d proposed it, after all. She’d come up with the idea of us exchanging sexy fantasy outfits all on her own, and she’d certainly followed through on her end. The derpy leather loincloth and harness I was already wearing were proof enough of that.

The least I could do was be honest in return, right?

And so I chuckle to defuse the awkwardness…