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Embarrassed proper business woman, and then school teacher, revenge, itching to nude, submissive female, *rgasm, ENF, tripping, s*x

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I come home from a disastrous day at school. "You wouldn't believe what that l*ttle hell raiser did today," I tell my husband, "he tried to put itching powder on my chair!' I tell my husband how humiliating that would have been, and I see that he has an erection. I'm surprised, "oh? you like the idea of me wiggling around in this sexy pencil skirt?"

I come up with the plan to use a l*ttle itching powder on myself, read to him just as I would my class. I want him to lock the door and not allow me to leave no matter how bad the itching gets. "It'll be fun." I want to please my husband. I am a sort of prude. I don't like to have s*x with the lights on, I don't like him to see me in my lingerie, and I want him to feel proud that I came up with a l*ttle sexy foreplay for him. Maybe he'll take me into the bedroom, under the covers, and make love to me, just the way I like it. I giggle at how naughty I am.

I put a l*ttle itching powder on my chair. His eyes widen. I feel sexy. I pour a l*ttle more itching powder down my blouse, his erection pulsates though his pants, I've never seen him this hard for me before. I pour even more itching powder in my panties, down my stockings, and into my hair. I giggle like a vixen. I tell him, "sit down like a good and let me read to you."

It only takes a minute for the itching powder to feel hot. I squirm while I try to concentrate on the book, my legs squirm from left to right while I try my best to compose myself. "I really didn't think this itching powder stuff would work, I thought it was a cheap gimmick they sell to l*ttle ones." I remember what I tell my students, "if you try hard enough, you can accomplish anything." I begin to focus on reading.

I sweat. I itch. I tell my husband that this was a very bad idea, "give me the key, I've changed my mind." He taunts me with the key, putting it inches within reach and then pulling it back. My husband is a big man, I couldn't get the key from him if I tried. He thinks I am toying with him, that I am trying to be sexy for him, really I just want the damn key! I itch and remove my jacket, and I beg him to look away while I remove my camisole. He sneaks a peek.

My stiletto manicure leaves red scratches behind on my skin while I itch like crazy. I can't stand it anymore, I take off my skirt, and try my hardest to keep my lingerie on. I've been married a year now, but still my husband has never seen me nude with the lights on. I always keep my body modest, properly covered under the covers when we are intimate. "You can touch, but not see," I tell him. His eyes are hungry to see me naked, they crave it. He takes out his c*ck, throbbing, massive, and he comes closer to me.

I am itching like crazy. I swear I've never felt this uncomfortable! "Look away," I tell him, "I'll make you c*m, but you can not see me." I begin to make love to him. His c*ck is so hard for me, I've never felt it so strong and thick inside of me. I beg him not to look at me, I try my best to cover my body, whimpering about my feminine dignities being taken away. He paws at my body, and I beg his hands to scratch my skin. The s*x takes my mind off the itching a l*ttle, but still I am squirming, moaning. He c*ms inside of me. My eyes roll in the back of my head. My body is exhausted. "Please, carry me to the shower." He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder. I can't believe that he saw every inch of me!

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I have been in the lingerie manufacturing business for, and selling my own line for . I've been waiting my whole life to go in front of a group of famous investors and win their funds for my line. It's such an important day for me that I've hired a boy named Zach to run any errands I may have for him. This presentation must be flawless, I'm nervous, excited, and I order around Zach like a sl*ve boy. I don't pay the boy much, but I tell him if he satisfies me, I'll pay him double or triple, to be my personal servant boy.

We drive to the small auditorium. This event is broadcasted nation wide! I don't realize until I start my speech, that my clothes are feeling very uncomfortable. I try not to fidget and adjust my clothing when I tell them about my classy, yet comfortable panties that are a sure win, "every woman will reach for these panties in their drawer, the revolutionary panty that will take the world by storm!" I discretely remove my jacket, the jacket must be made of cheap material? It's making me itch like mad. I continue as best as I can with the presentation. I itch, discuss my sales orders, and itch. I pull Zach aside, "go get my bl*e dress, I'll ask for a five minute break while I change into it." Zach leaves and locks the door behind him, the only door in the small auditorium!

I begin to discuss the projected sales of my lingerie line when I can't help but discretely itch my *ss, my breasts, I hear some giggles from the crowd. I realize that this is the very worst thing that could happen to me, they must know my lingerie is most comfortable for me to win the investment money. "Please excuse me, I must have picked up an allergen at the motel I stayed at." I continue on, trying to stifle my moans, groans, and itching. I hear Zach at the other side of the door. I realize it's locked! He's watching me from the monitor as I squirm in front of the prestigious investors. "Please!" I plead with him to open the door, while I slide my hand down my skirt itching my thighs, and stomach. I know the camera is rolling and this is being televised live, nation wide! The zipper on my skirt breaks, the skirt falls down, the audience gasps and giggles! "I just wanted to model the panty myself, this was planned," I confidently tell them. I am a savvy business woman, and I save money by using my own body as the model. My blouse itches me so much it b*rns like fire, I rip it off, "the bra will be in my 2016 Spring line, isn't it lovely?" I have them convinced it was planned, I swallow my pride and continue on with the presentation. The itching persists, and I squirm and wiggle out of my bra, panties, and thigh highs. I apologize profusely. "Please give me another chance!" The investors put away their checkbooks and begin to pack up to leave. I'm humiliated that some smirk and glare at my nude body. I try to preserve my modesty by covering myself with my arms. "Zach, tell them, the motel... we must have picked something up at the cheap motel, maybe body lice!" Zach snickers and I realize that he did this to me. I'm furious, humiliated, and the biggest day of my life has become my biggest failure. I hear the door unlock, I rush out!

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