They agreed we poured through boxesquickly until I ended up wearing the silver shirt and black pants and Ihad worn the first time.I was nervous, it fe...t like everyone was watching me. The clients werevery flamboyant and they complimented me on my clothes, but they didn'thave the money to pay us and were hoping we'd work for a cut of profitsthat didn't yet exist. I ended up telling them we might but that payingclients would come first.When I got back the girls asked me how it went."Good and. Not being big headed but I do have big tits and men tend to have conversations with them and not my face! I knew I was playing up but I couldn’t help pushing out the girls (as I call them) and using them to tease the guys.I giggle at their jokes, play being the little lady when they talk about guy stuff and touch them when we speak. I’m just flirting but then Greg puts his hand on my thigh and rubs up to the top of my stockinged leg, letting it linger for a few seconds before lifting his hand. As I sat there on the floor, she stood up and walked over to me, lifting her shirt up she said,” well how about you eat this”. I looked at her in shock I told her she was married to my dad and it would be wrong. She laughed and told me that she and my dad hadn’t done anything sexual in years and that she just wanted to feel good sexually. At this point I was still in shock so she reached down and took my hand, I stood up and she led me to the couch. She sat down and laid back, spreading her. It was a custom made Dior gown that had cost $10,000. The top half was a perfectly fitted bodice made of silk subtly embroidered with very fine lace. It fitted tightly around her slender waist and the two lace trimmed cups fitted the beautiful shape of her huge round breasts perfectly. Being strapless it seemed to be a gravity defying miracle the way it held out her obviously hefty bust in front of her. Her shoulders were completely bare, her flawless young skin was so smooth and taut.The.