I was on my second orgasm as he finally filled me up, but we both stay connected for a few more moments to let the sheer power of sexual satisfaction ...low over us both. As we came back down to earth, Polo pulled up his shorts and tried to get my clothes rearranged. With my hair looking wild as well, I looked like I had been dragged through a hedge backwards, with my jeans looking like they were going to fall to bits and my T shirt stinking of diesel from the drum I had been bent over.It really. I?d never worn my heels to work.I inched towards my SUV. The sooner I got to work, the better. I wastypically the first one there. I could race to work and hide in myoffice and no one would have to know what delicious secret I washiding. That thought, turning it into a game, made it a bit easier, abit less impossible.I made it to the SUV and then without another thought I made it to theoffice. That was easy. Nobody could see into my car but once I steppedonto the pavement, my heels would be. Mom and Janet had been watching my transition without much comment,until I decided to provoke them. One of the tests in school was topresent ones self in a bikini, then model it for the rest of the group.Most of the girls wore average size bikinis, meaning not thongs, but afew did. For that test I had bought one that was average, red withwhite flowers on it; by average I mean that it was more than a thongbut less than a full panty. I did not win, but came in second, none ofthe girls wearing a. It made me blow my load so much quicker!In the late fall one of my co-workers decided that he could not wait any longer and started charming Lois, of course all this happened without her dad knowing. Jimmy was one of those guys that always got the ladies and even though he was not making good money his movie star looks had the prettiest girl in the room sucking on his cock within an hour when we went for a beer or had a party. After a week or two of secret hook-ups Jimmy was boasting about what.