I rougedmy high cheekbones and brushed out my brunette bob and applied hairspray.I finished with bright red lipstick.I carefully gaffed and slipped a ...lack garter belt around my waist andslid black fully-fashioned nylon stockings up my legs, clipped them inplace and adjusted the seams then stepped into a pair of tight blacksatin panties. I had a matching brassiere and on this rare occasion Iaffixed a pair of C-cup latex breastforms to my chest. I put on my braand adjusted it and then stepped. She looked so hot, skirt half way up her thighs, one leg crossed over the other, she would change legs nice and slowly. I asked them what they thought of my wife wearing stockings to work. That got them going, asking her if the men at work got any special treats. If she teased or had any that got to see more. Then one of them suggested maybe she more thanm teased and just love to spread those thighs. The guy next to her asked his mates if they wanted to see more, they nodded their approval. He. .. Maybe I would have found another way last week? Maybe I could’ve talked to you before you did it? I didn’t know.I wish I could go back. I wish I could go back and be your friend. You needed a friend so much, but I never knew.I wish I could go back.“Laura, what about me?” Alaina said, squeezing her wet eyes shut. This is all I have to offer. I’m sorry, Laura. It’s not enough. I’m just a terrible person trying to make herself feel better.“What about you?” Laura murmured.“I...” Alaina struggled. My fears had melted into excitement. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and just played with the plug in my ass, “Roll yourself off the couch and get on all fours.” As I did he opened the blinds, “I want everyone to know you're my bitch.”Dennis knelt down behind me and pushed his big head against my sore hole. The head popped in and I squeezed my ass in response to the sudden size, “That's good. Nice and tight. Just my size.” It was bigger than the plug and the pain shot right through me. He.