My makeup was done, blusher on my cheeks, palepink lipstick on my lips, and light blue eye shadow on my eyelids.My dress just called for a petticoat a...d the maids helped me to me stepinto an extremely full skirted and frilly satin pettislip. The top ofthis garment was made of satin and it skirts were layers of organzawhich were trimmed with lace. It was tied around my waist and then in avery girly action I gripped the skirts daintily with forefingers andthumbs and swished the petti-skirts.. Oh, I couldn’t resist. I leaned into her and pressed my lips against hers, still clutching her hand like I was her high school sweetheart. Kate’s lips were so soft and I flicked my tongue forward just enough to feel hers. My cock started to harden in my boxers. Then I pulled back and waited, terrified. In my mind, I saw Kate suddenly waking up and ripping her hand away from mine. She’d scream and slap my face and push me away. Ewa would awaken herself and see this half naked older man standing. I looked at Sandy and saidthat's me? She giggled and says yeah, can you believe it? God, you couldactually be a hooker or an escort. Sandy left me there looking to shower, dress in her cop uniformand said when she was through, let's go. We got to the boss's house with the party in full swing. As wewalked in, I kept noticing all the guys watching me. I started sweating,and feeling out of place. Then I noticed Greg, my cubicle buddy, lookingat me with a funny look; like I know you don't I. He. Not a pleasant sight. I ask to see Bert.“Do you have an appointment?” she asks. “Monsieur Bert only receives by appointment.”“No, I don’t…”“Well Ms. Then you cannot see him”Using my voice of command, which carries across a parade square I tell her, “Get that miserable piece of shit out here now.”“Certainly not,” she answers. “Who are yo…”Her comment ends abruptly as I lift her up, anticipating with joy and launching her against the far wall.I pause as a guy who is dressed in gold lame skin suit.