Wetlook Wendy! (Not explicit)
Posted: January 18th, 2026, 11:38 pm
This little story was inspired by several others on here. If it steps on toes, let me know and I will happily remove it.
Wendy has been my lodger for about two months now. We get on great. Even flirting a bit. Last friday evening she came home pissed. It was late, I was already in bed, having had a few myself. Lights clicked on, then clicked off. Several moments later there was a knock. 'Mick, are you awake?'
'Are you ok, please, come in'. She did. Even in the darkness I could see her shiny mac. Wow! 'Is there something wrong?'
'Mmmmmm........ I'm a bit pissed, my boyfriends dumped me and I need a cuddle'.
What do you do! She's certainly not unattractive, and that mac! 'Come here.' I flicked my lamp on and beckoned her over. I swung my legs out of bed. That familiar creaking of vinyl, lovely! She sat on the edge of my bed next to me. Her coat was a beautiful deep maroon half zippered up with its wide belt hanging loose. Its large hood hung down her back covered by a mane of rather untidy long dark hair. Her eyes were watery, she started to cry. Leaning towards me, I put my arm around her petit shiny shoulders. Cradling and gently squeezing.
'W..w..why doesn't anybody like me?' she sobbed, 'every relationship ends like this.'
I gave her a bigger cuddle. 'I like you'. I meant it.
'You're just saying that' now sobbing into my shoulder, 'I think theres something wrong with me'.
'Like what? You're lovely. I don't know you that well, but I think you're great.' I had big handfuls now, of her vinyl coat. Absolutely delicious I thought! She was delicious too!
'Its all my fault. Men think I'm weird. Just because I.....I.....like.......', she choked back a big sob, 'can I show you something?' she took my hand and made to pull me up.
'I need my..........'
'Sorry, your dressing gown, is it in..........'
'No don't open that.......' she pulled open my wardrobe door, too late! Her mouth dropped. My collection of pvc and vinyl is vast! A lot of it hanging and stashed in THAT wardrobe! SHIT!!! I blushed beetroot!
'Is this all yours?' She ran her hand across maybe a couple of dozen shiny macs and anoraks, hanging neatly on their hangers. 'Wow! How wonderful. So shiny.' She had stopped crying. She turned to me, sitting there in silence. Her smile was genuine. 'Are these all yours?' I was staring mega embarrassed at the floor. I couldn't lie my way out of this. I just slowly nodded. I heard a rustle of mac and the click of a coat hanger, 'here, put this on', I looked up, my long red shiny hooded mac, glinting in the twilight. I shook my head. 'No, please, I can't.' She shook it, 'yes you can, put it on', she shook it again, 'do you want me to make you?' Those words, every macintosh fetishists dream of! She walked over to me, 'stand up, do as you're told.....'
'I....I....cant......' with one swift hand, she pulled off my duvet, revealing my soft shiny black pvc knickers I was wearing!
'Aaaaahaaaa, you are a naughty boy, you really are into this aren't you, well, you will put this mac on now.' What could I do? I slowly stood up and she wrapped the wonderful mac around me. Squatting down she connected the zipper, then slowly zipping me in, right up to my chin. She pulled the waist belt tight. Finally, on tip toe, lifted the voluminous hood on. 'What are these loops for?' She pulled at one of them, then another, at points around my neck. 'I know, a neck strap! Where is it?' My glance over to the chest of draws gave me away! Second draw down, full of straps, belts, cuffs, collars and....locks! 'More toys!' Wendy selected the matching bright red collar, held it up, 'and we'll have one of these', selecting its necessary lock. She threaded it on. Pulled it tight, pulling the hood to my face. The lock clicked shut. 'There. Thats you sorted. I hope you know where the keys are!' My eyes gave me away again! She grabbed the small bunch hanging on a hook by the bed. 'From now on, I'll have these! Now follow me.' I was blown away. Ten minutes ago, I was dozing off to sleep. Now I was enslaved by a gorgeous pvc clad girl, locked into my favourite hooded vinyl mac. Madness! She took my hand and lead me down the hallway to her room. All very neat and tidy. She led me over to her wardrobe. 'Open the door!' I did. I was gobsmacked! Almost identical to my own. 'This is why I keep getting dumped! I need a man who loves shiny stuff the way I do! So.........heres the question.......do you really really like me?' My hood nodded. 'Good. I like you. Two. Do you like shiny pvc?' I nodded more. 'Good, because I'm addicted to it. Three. Would you like to go out with me?' I'd never been asked that, by a girl before, 'oh yes, especially if you always look like that!' I stroked her shiny arm. She pulled on her hood, 'and like this?'
'Even better!' We both laughed. Eyes met. Big cuddles. Our hoods met. We kissed passionately.
'Four. Then I declare you my new pvc slave'. She now rattled my keys. 'You stay like that until morning. Slave. Fetch me my shiny black suit from the wardrobe. I need to slip into something more comfortable. Go back to your bed. I will join you shortly!'
We are a very happy couple now. She said so!
Wendy has been my lodger for about two months now. We get on great. Even flirting a bit. Last friday evening she came home pissed. It was late, I was already in bed, having had a few myself. Lights clicked on, then clicked off. Several moments later there was a knock. 'Mick, are you awake?'
'Are you ok, please, come in'. She did. Even in the darkness I could see her shiny mac. Wow! 'Is there something wrong?'
'Mmmmmm........ I'm a bit pissed, my boyfriends dumped me and I need a cuddle'.
What do you do! She's certainly not unattractive, and that mac! 'Come here.' I flicked my lamp on and beckoned her over. I swung my legs out of bed. That familiar creaking of vinyl, lovely! She sat on the edge of my bed next to me. Her coat was a beautiful deep maroon half zippered up with its wide belt hanging loose. Its large hood hung down her back covered by a mane of rather untidy long dark hair. Her eyes were watery, she started to cry. Leaning towards me, I put my arm around her petit shiny shoulders. Cradling and gently squeezing.
'W..w..why doesn't anybody like me?' she sobbed, 'every relationship ends like this.'
I gave her a bigger cuddle. 'I like you'. I meant it.
'You're just saying that' now sobbing into my shoulder, 'I think theres something wrong with me'.
'Like what? You're lovely. I don't know you that well, but I think you're great.' I had big handfuls now, of her vinyl coat. Absolutely delicious I thought! She was delicious too!
'Its all my fault. Men think I'm weird. Just because I.....I.....like.......', she choked back a big sob, 'can I show you something?' she took my hand and made to pull me up.
'I need my..........'
'Sorry, your dressing gown, is it in..........'
'No don't open that.......' she pulled open my wardrobe door, too late! Her mouth dropped. My collection of pvc and vinyl is vast! A lot of it hanging and stashed in THAT wardrobe! SHIT!!! I blushed beetroot!
'Is this all yours?' She ran her hand across maybe a couple of dozen shiny macs and anoraks, hanging neatly on their hangers. 'Wow! How wonderful. So shiny.' She had stopped crying. She turned to me, sitting there in silence. Her smile was genuine. 'Are these all yours?' I was staring mega embarrassed at the floor. I couldn't lie my way out of this. I just slowly nodded. I heard a rustle of mac and the click of a coat hanger, 'here, put this on', I looked up, my long red shiny hooded mac, glinting in the twilight. I shook my head. 'No, please, I can't.' She shook it, 'yes you can, put it on', she shook it again, 'do you want me to make you?' Those words, every macintosh fetishists dream of! She walked over to me, 'stand up, do as you're told.....'
'I....I....cant......' with one swift hand, she pulled off my duvet, revealing my soft shiny black pvc knickers I was wearing!
'Aaaaahaaaa, you are a naughty boy, you really are into this aren't you, well, you will put this mac on now.' What could I do? I slowly stood up and she wrapped the wonderful mac around me. Squatting down she connected the zipper, then slowly zipping me in, right up to my chin. She pulled the waist belt tight. Finally, on tip toe, lifted the voluminous hood on. 'What are these loops for?' She pulled at one of them, then another, at points around my neck. 'I know, a neck strap! Where is it?' My glance over to the chest of draws gave me away! Second draw down, full of straps, belts, cuffs, collars and....locks! 'More toys!' Wendy selected the matching bright red collar, held it up, 'and we'll have one of these', selecting its necessary lock. She threaded it on. Pulled it tight, pulling the hood to my face. The lock clicked shut. 'There. Thats you sorted. I hope you know where the keys are!' My eyes gave me away again! She grabbed the small bunch hanging on a hook by the bed. 'From now on, I'll have these! Now follow me.' I was blown away. Ten minutes ago, I was dozing off to sleep. Now I was enslaved by a gorgeous pvc clad girl, locked into my favourite hooded vinyl mac. Madness! She took my hand and lead me down the hallway to her room. All very neat and tidy. She led me over to her wardrobe. 'Open the door!' I did. I was gobsmacked! Almost identical to my own. 'This is why I keep getting dumped! I need a man who loves shiny stuff the way I do! So.........heres the question.......do you really really like me?' My hood nodded. 'Good. I like you. Two. Do you like shiny pvc?' I nodded more. 'Good, because I'm addicted to it. Three. Would you like to go out with me?' I'd never been asked that, by a girl before, 'oh yes, especially if you always look like that!' I stroked her shiny arm. She pulled on her hood, 'and like this?'
'Even better!' We both laughed. Eyes met. Big cuddles. Our hoods met. We kissed passionately.
'Four. Then I declare you my new pvc slave'. She now rattled my keys. 'You stay like that until morning. Slave. Fetch me my shiny black suit from the wardrobe. I need to slip into something more comfortable. Go back to your bed. I will join you shortly!'
We are a very happy couple now. She said so!
