"They both laughed, but Lynn dropped her eyes."Why Lynn Downing I do believe you're embarrassed," smiled Denise."After last night I didn't think I wou...d ever be embarrassed again." Lynn mused a moment. "Maybe it's because you're someone I know, someone I trust, someone I care about."Denise's eyes misted"Lynn I..."Whatever Denise was about to say was lost to the ringing of the phone. The lovely blonde picked up the receiver."Hello. Yes... yes... yes, just a moment. It's for you... your husband,". It consisted of gorgeous pink satin underwear; a frilly pink suspender belt; little pink ballet shoes made of velvet; and a wonderful shimmery pink satin dress, with ruffs for sleeves and lace edging, complete with a white apron. She’d bought me a long, curly blonde wig which already had red bows in it, and left me some modest make-up to ensure my cheeks and lips were pink. Once I was dressed, I examined myself in the mirror, and was delighted to see I looked every inch the mincing prissy sissy. .. where's the fun in that? What do I get in return?" His teeth nipped at her earlobe. Cassie gasped shakily. She could feel his body pressed up against hers as he ran his hands over the backs of her thighs. "What do you want?" Cassie breathed, her voice barely a whisper. A smug smile spread across his face. "I think you know what I want." he murmured. "You knew what the outcome was gonna be as soon as you saw the flash of the camera, as soon as you caught up with me and batted those pretty. I looked round at him and noticed that his hand was busy in his trouser pocket. He seemed to be gently rubbing his cock. I just stood looking at the doors of the cubicles, because the top half of the doors were in frosted glass. You could see images through them and it was apparent that some of the men in there were having their cocks sucked at the glory-holes. Watching the antics of them was turning me on that I started to massge my own cock. next the man next to me very very gently moved up.