My memories from lastnight were a little vague. She had recently been a little obsessed withdressing me up in tight feminine clothing while we made l...ve, and thelast few times, this meant I was wrapped up in several pairs of silkpanties and more pairs of brightly colored tights. I didn't complainmuch as the silk panties always caressed my penis and the tights onlyhelped to squeeze them, and right after she got herself off by grindingmy hard wrapped penis she would always unwrap me and reward. That's what the bartender told him this morning when he asked for a drink."Why will you not give me a drink?" Ree'al asked, carefully pronouncing each word."You made me swear not to, sir," the bartender answered diffidently moving back out of reach."What? Why?" You said that you would drink for two weeks and then I must stop you." Ha! I do not think you can stop me," Ree'al cringed at the headache his outburst had produced."No sir, I doesn't think so either, but you made me swear on my honor. I shoved two finger in her tight hole making her squirm a bit then I had a better idea, I started to tease her more all the while shoving my fingers in and out her warm moist pussy. No no no sweetheart you have to more specific than that if you want me to give you what you want. On my last couple of words I started rotating my thumb on her clit, she was putty Im my hands at this point. Please master shove your hard dick into this slutty hole of mine. She screamed, it was the most convincing. Fat chance.We were always dressed up when at home, and always dressed up under ournormal clothes when we were out. She always dressed me for work, lockingme in the tightest body shapers and corsets, frilliest panties, bras andgarter belts, shiniest pantyhose and stockings, largest suitable for longwear butt plugs. It was a good thing that I could wear jeans andsweatshirts to work, hiding my restrictive and uncomfortable yet sexy andconstantly arousing underthings. Every move, every breath.