Clive longed to have what he could not. A relationship with the dark half, well at least a bloody good shag. The make up and clothes really turned him on, specially the corset nipping at her waist. He put up with all the ribbing he got from the colleagues at work. "Everyday was Halloween for Clive" they would taunt. He overstepped the mark once with Linda and that ended the relationship on the spot. He had seen the Black PVC corset during a visit to Camden market and purchased the item as a surprise for Linda. They had been together for two months and a candlelit dinner had passed a pleasant evening. As usual Dark Angel retreated to the shower to emerge as Linda. Clive laid the corset on the bed for her return. He knew they were going to make love and her teasing as Dark Angel would be fulfilled at last tonight. She would put it on and he would lace up the back until it was nice and tight. They would make love with him holding her hard firm waist. He would...... Well she hit the roof, called him every pervert under the sun and threw him out of her flat. He saw her in the street a couple of times after the split and she was wearing the dreaded PVC corset over the top of chiffon and lace. He gave her a wide berth. A complete nutter.
Clive smiled at the thought of Linda being so upset about the corset and then wearing it as her split personality. He almost felt he had won the battle but he knew he had lost.
Well that was an episode he had almost erased from his mind when he met up with Jane. She was stunning, her clothes were immaculate and every detail was tuned with her appearance. After the photocopier moment she had bonded with Clive as he was the old hand and he helped her at every opportunity. No one ever refused Jane, why would they? They became close at work and eventually she asked him out. He had his fingers burnt with Linda and to be honest he was trying to regroup his life with out women. He agreed to go out and they began the perfect relationship. She wore stockings all the time, at work, at home and more importantly in bed. If Clive had thought Linda insatiable he had some learning to do. Jane took him every where she could. Broom cupboard at work. Toilet at the restaurant. Kitchen table at home. They were inseparable. Clive enjoyed clothes and always dressed to impress. Jane and Clive were a perfect couple. Five months after they first met she moved in to his house. Her lease was coming up on her rented flat and it made perfect sense. Clive was worried at first about the commitment but Jane seemed so individual he guessed marriage was a long way off and, hell, he was enjoying himself.
It all happened as a bit of a shock when she mentioned her friends marriage. Clive thought it would lead to something when her best friend tied the knot. He was right but not in the direction he thought.
A dreary April day, the last few months of the football season seemed to whiz by. He sat at home watching the results scroll up the page. Chelsea lost again. Jane came in with a couple of bags of shopping and plopped them on the Kitchen table. Clive shouted Hello from his base on the settee. He asked how the bridesmaid dress fitting had gone. He was not interested but he tried to make conversation even though he wanted to know the Leeds Liverpool score. Jane replied the dresses were gorgeous and she had felt like an angel in hers. She had spun into the room as if still wearing it, her arms twirling around the imaginary skirt. He moved his head to see the score and she stiffened up and stormed out of the room. He knew he had upset her but waited for one more minute to see Leeds had lost 1-0 Great. He had upset Jane and his team had lost.
He found her in the shower and took his place on the rim of the bath, towel in hand. He knew she liked to be dried and was chancing his arm. He asked what colour the dresses were but he knew it was far too late. The shower was longer than normal, she was leaving him to stew. As she stepped out of the cubical he wrapped the towel around her. She stiffened her body against his touch. Clive held the towel close around her absorbing the water, then he gripped the towel into a ball and slowly dabbed it on her skin. It was then he noticed the mark on her waist. A thin line followed where her waistband would normally be, red and delicate. He had seen this before but kept calm even though he started to harden in his trousers. "How was the dress fitting" he asked. He remembered the answer as clear as if it was ten minutes ago. "Oh OK they are beautiful with huge skirts and tight bodices. Do you know we had to wear corsets underneath. I felt I should have been auditioning for The King and I. It took ages to lace them up. Mine was the smallest" she said with pride. "Well out of the Bridesmaids anyway. Davina says hers will be twenty two inches for the Brides dress. Then she always had to be centre of attention" scoffed Jane.
Clive had stopped dabbing at this point. He felt a little faint and his heart beat out of his chest.
He asked when the wedding was and calculated he had three months to wait to see Jane in her outfit. Maybe he could help her into her corset. No, they would get dressed at the Brides house. He would have to be patient. That night they had the greatest sex so far.
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