I put it over my head and put my hands through the straps and let it fall down over my stomach. The skirt stopped very high up on the thigh and my ass...could be seen if I bent over, not to mention my penis. I pranced around and noticed a bag beside the bed. It contained several pairs of panties including one that caught my eye. It was a satin bikini with a floral pattern all over a black background. It was so cute that I grabbed it and pulled it up my legs and the feel was amazing as it caressed. They rested for about an hour and the boss told my wife he needed to take a piss but did not want to walk to the bathroom it was too far away. He told her to get up on her knees he need a urnal to relieve himself in. My wife did a little protesting but got up on her knees. He stood above her mouth and piss began to come out the end of his cock.He would stop every once in a while to let her swallow her mouth full. It took him a good 2 minutes to empty his bladder. Rick got up and did the. Miles’ cock was still throbbing under his khakis as he began to flitter around his office like a fly setting a calming atmosphere for Kristen’s regression. Using soft lighting, soft orchestra music playing in the background, he even brought in scented vanilla candles to create a soft warm and welcoming ambience to set the right mood for her. Miles knew the next few sessions are going to be critical for his theory to have some form of believability in the Psychiatry circles.Kristen was ushered. ‘Did you pack for me?’ I asked in a more contrite voice. ‘Yes, you sister came over and helped. Though I had to keep an eye on her, there were some things she didn’t bother to pack.’ ‘What…’ ‘Bras and bikini tops. She seemed to think braless would be more romantic shall we say.’ ‘For you it is, but not the whole world.’ ‘But, there was a little issue…’ ‘What?’ I said nervously. ‘Well when she was fossicking in your underwear draw…’ ‘Oh no…’ I so knew what was coming. ‘Oh yes, she found your.