The sports bra was tight and I struggled into them. The cotton panties were so comfortable, I wish I could wear them everyday. Once my get up was comp...ete I could feel my heart racing. The feeling of shame and excitement was the same as the first day I decided to violate my mother's privacy and defiled her bra and panties. Unlike the first day, my cock remained shriveled and tiny, maybe throughout my years of masturbating in female clothes had finally transformed me into a true sissy. I decided. He'd never even hinted at 'requiring' his staff to wear skimpy bikinis, but a nice, gentle, rich and handsome man like Alan was rare enough that there was some usually good-natured competition among the other girls on staff to attract his attention. The girls' chat got rather more than "good-natured" when discussing the amazing virility of their laid-back boss. They'd all seen the enormous lump in the front of his swimsuit, and they'd all enjoyed deliciously naughty dreams about that lump.... He saw her tight, virgin pussy and it started to lubricate in excitement. Her pussy glistened and was soon soaking wet in all her tasty juices. She started breathing heavily, surprised from what he was doing. He grinned and got on top of her, pinning her down by holding her wrists firmly against the bed. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and he started to move down. He was kissing her neck down to her shoulders, down to her breasts and to her stomach. He released her right arm and lingered his. Not moving to stop him Dani accepted his orgasm, completely swallowing hard for several moments, and he never saw any result of the climax other than a brief flash of her tongue as he backed away when it was over. Wordlessly he turned away after a few deep breaths, leaving her kneeling at the foot of his bed, her skin glistening slightly with perspiration. Stalking down the short hall he entered the kitchen and snatched the bag they had brought off of the table, and swiped two beers out of the.