Her fingers lingered at the next button. I could see the red lace of her brassier. I tried to say something. I wanted to say yes but could only nod.He... fingers deftly opened the remaining buttons revealing her bra for just a moment before she unhooked a clasp at her cleavage and it fell open and her creamy white mounds fell out. Her cherry red nipples stood out in contrast against her curving skin.“Touch them”, she whispered, taking my hands and placing them on her tit. She showed me how to. Being with you, peanut butter and jelly would have been fine! You're gorgeous, I like the dress, the make-up AND the dinner. Thank you."Tears were glittering in her eyes as she answered simply, "I had to do something special for my guy on Christmas."Removing the napkin from its ring she opened it out and placed it in her lap. Rob followed suit and then raised his wine glass, "To my Lady Love, who ALWAYS makes me feel special."Raising her glass Sandy returned the salute, "To my Dragon Slayer who. And it stunned me."When will she be home? My parents won't be home until tomorrow. They called and asked if I was okay staying. Or if I was going to stay at a friend's. I told them I'd be okay," she said.I answered."They'd be home about 6-7pm tonight. Gone to do some errands, running around, stuff like that,' I said.Katie looked at my watch."Call her. Make sure. Ask her to get some groceries or something." She said.I could not believe I was agreeing to take this kind of risk. But I did.My wife. Their corsets shapetheir mid-sections but my sissies wear good, tight open-bottom girdlesas well to shape their tummies and their bottoms. I insist that theirgirdles must be in pretty colors such as pink, yellow, purple or babyblue, rather than plain old white. Their stockings must be free of runsor holes and properly attached to the girdle tabs. If I am satisfied Itake them to the Upstairs Salon to do their hair and apply their makeup.My sissies wear a different hairdo every workday as they.