People at my office know I'm married to someone, that I'm a responsible executive, not a tramp, so they'll see my costume in the way I behave. But no...one there knows you at all. They'll have no reason to think you aren't really my gay brother, the genuine article, until the time comes for the judging." What would I wear?" "I've thought about that. Not much that's different. A tight T shirt, or muscle shirt, maybe a loose satin shirt. Really skin tight jeans, so your buns show -- we may need. Suddenly I let out a squeal as thewidest part of the plug slipped through my opening and my bud closedtightly about the thinner stem. I turned around and looked at my rearwhich now had a bright shiny diamond located right at her centre."Are the cage and the plug totally necessary?" I asked."Totally," replied Devine, "they specifically requested those finishingtouches."Devine bent and replaced the thong while I tried her best not to becomeexcited again as I knew with the chastity device in place. I got on my knees and started sucking just the head of it rolling my tongue around it. Kevin stopped me and went into the bathroom and came back with a towel. He placed it on the floor by the couch and sat down on the couch laying back with his legs open. I got down on my knees and started stroking his cock while using my tongue and mouth on the head. This fucker was huge.I asked him if anybody had deep throated it and he said yes a gay k** use to come by and suck it and he could. I said I. Me and Peggy have had some good times, see other stories. This time Peggy and wifey were taking up the whole couch, so i got stuck on the floor. As usual Peggy falls asleep and is snoring. Now you can imagine what happens when you have giant titties and fall asleep in a tank top....So now one of Peggys hoots is hanging out of her shirt, right above where Im laying. I have to pretend not to notice so wifey doesnt get mad. Although, she really never gets mad, not sure why I pretended not to.