She didn’t normally wear thongs, but that is what I was picturing in my head as she walked away. The evening wore on a bit, dinner long gone, we con...inued to talk. She was nursing a juice, and I was drinking mine. She was driving so what the hell. We sat there, I continued to think of her great breast and imagine a thong shrouded ass. Finishing our drinks we headed for the door making our way to her sister’s car. As we walked the parking lot, our hands joined together. We got to the car,. A few days later, I was up at six, already looking at my wall planner, at the myriad notes of meetings galore, interviews and fund-raising, I remembered Ed's words, and something in my head said 'Enough!' I spent the next couple of days in tears and in bed, while Em looked on, anxiously. At the weekend she came to me with an ultimatum."I've spoken to everyone at the Hall, and we all agree that you must take a month off. It's ridiculous the amount of work you've done. You need a rest, and you. “Tell me what you want me to do and I’ll do it.” I looked down at Jennifer as I said that, waiting for her answer.Jennifer smiled and told me she wanted to be on top. “That way you can play with my boobs and with my...” she blushed as she left the last part unsaid.I rolled to lie on my back and in a flash Jennifer was climbing up over me, impaling herself on my cock. I did as asked and played with her breasts, gently squeezing them while occasionally lightly pinching her nipples. Of course her. Your stomach is knotted with nauseous anxiety and your thoughts overcome with self-conscious humiliation. You know your life will never be the same again, but you don’t know where this is headed.Suddenly, you find yourself going to work everyday wearing stockings or pantyhose, together with a permanently locked heavy steel chastity belt under your power suit. You try to maintain your familiar confident and assertive personality at work. But you know you are no longer the man you once thought.