I’m dressed to impress today, my white blouse and black pencil skirt displaying my curves perfectly, my legs elongated even further by the black pum... heels i wear. I look professional, but with an underlining hint of naughtiness i have a feeling you will enjoy.I quietly enter your office, locking the door behind me. You are sitting in your custom made executive chair, looking out at the impressive view from the floor to ceiling window. The phone is cradled against your ear, and you spin in your. “So was she good?” Greta asked flicking her eyebrows at me suggestively.“Yeah, she is all good now. The silly shifter had a crush on me. Hopeful I’ve diverted it,” I replied happily and hugged Greta. Damn, now my cock was working. I happily rubbed it against my spouse. I also copped a feel of her lovely udder as I kissed her amorously.She pulled back from me and started giggling. “Oh, my poor little bull, it must drive you nuts at times,” she cackled.I looked at her bemused. She rubbed her hand. She would mount him and ride his cock coming in one spasm after another, all the while smothering Tom in her bountiful breast flesh. For his part he would suck and lick and drink as much as he could and then he would explode in Ann's soaking-wet pussy.Ann liked it better when the baby would go down early and she and Tom had most of the evening to themselves. They would talk and have dinner and then settle down of the sofa and either watch TV or the fireplace. It was almost an unspoken ritual. I grab a condom and turn back to you, rolling it down your cock and smiling. I'm thinking of how so very recently my crossdressing had been a secret and how much I had enjoyed girls rolling condoms down what I now think of as my clitty. Most of all though, I'm just thinking of how good this is going to feel. I turn back around and push my ass into the air. It feels so good to be a slut for you. My panties are around my knees and I have my ass as high as I can. I feel your left hand on my hip.