Bored and sitting quietly directly behind him I had convinced my wife to remove her panties from under her skirt where curled up she pretended to be s...eeping in the chair behind Toms wife. I continued hiking her skirt up more even rubbing her pussy from time to time as she pretended to sleep with her ass in full view. I never tire of her beautiful tanned looking Indian ass. I could see Tom glancing frequently even adjusting the mirror. Before long I was licking and playing with her pussy as Tom. It will hide my stocking tops,except when I bend or sit down, of course. I will have to bevery careful.Then I pick up the white frilly apron and tie it round my waist.I swing the bow to the back and look in the mirror. The uniformwas worth every penny. I look so femmy already. I could come nowand I'm not a quarter ready yet.What next? Jewellery! A crucifix necklace, a bracelet on onewrist, a ladies watch on the other. Then a little anklet, threeor four rings on my fingers and then a pair of. ’ Bitterman was crying, ‘Please, I don’t want to die.’ Kim whipped him around and shook him, ‘I’ve just saved your life. You think he was going to let you live after you killed McClellan?’ Bitterman looked surprised, ‘You. You know?’ Kim smiled, ‘Todd Bitterman, one time employee of Oscar Camulos, I’m your guardian angel. Now turn around and start walking.’ Todd was still scared shit-less, but somehow he felt better. He followed Kim’s directions, and shortly they were in a private room, in a. Ana had met Jim sometimes at my office and a couple of parties.She had never before had the chance to meet him at our home…I knew she was horny about that black guy, but she had never got the opportunity of being alone with him…Ana looked at me; asking if I had finished. I nodded and then she stood up and told she was going to take a shower.I sat down again in front of the computer; the couch was sticky and wet from my sexy wife's sweaty outfit. I could smell her sex odor.Jim smiled to me;.