Her Black Leather Boots

HER BLACK LEATHER BOOTS

I had offered to polish her black leather boots. It would be a proper clean; with spit and polish and plenty of elbow grease! The boots were in front of me, I had the polish, brushes and soft cloth, ready to go

I realised the thing I did not have was some Leather Cream. Leather dries out, so you need to replenish the moisture lost. That keeps it supple and stops it cracking.

I got started: after a few minutes the erotic scent of the soft black leather mingling with the smell of polish, the mixing natural and chemical aromas were making my head spin. I was imagining in my mind the aroma of her expensive perfume she puts on her on her inner thighs. The fantasy was getting stronger.

As I brushed quicker and quicker, the hardness in my boxer shorts was getting just bigger and bigger. I was polishing harder and harder now to get the best shine on her boots. I really wanted to impress her. I hoped she should be pleased and grateful with my efforts.

The shine on the boots was impressive now. Then the explosion happened - my love cream spurted in my boxers. I groaned, my sexual relief was immediate. I was breathless, I needed a few minutes to recover.


The leather boots were there. My sticky semen is there, it might be worth a try, nothing ventured nothing gained. The boots needed finishing. My special cream was rubbed into the leather, then vigorously buffed with the soft cloth. The black leather was glistening.


Was it my imagination... did the shined leather have an extra sheen and glow?



I heard her heels clicking as she walked up the the path and approached the house.

She would be home soon. I heard her keys rattling in the lock.........

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