I could feel his breathe on my exposed neck. The tiny hairs on my neck were standing on end, when he said that I smelled really nice.I handed him his...papers and said thank you, sir. “I’ll be out of the office most of the day, get yourself together and we will have dinner. I need to go over a new project that I want you to work on” He said as he headed out the door. I smiled largely and could feel my nipples grow very hard, just knowing he was looking down onto my chest. I made a mental. ” “Where exactly?” “Hotlanta!” She said with pride, folding her silky chocolate thighs for show. “Oh yeah? So did you dance down in Atlanta?” I asked. Friendly, but businesslike, of course. “Of course. Gold Club, Nikki’s, Cheetah.” “Oh, it sounds like you’ll fit in quite nice at The G Spot, love. I like ladies accustomed to a quality strip joint dancing for me.” “For you?” There it was—the sass in her character. I wanted to see how’d she answer the question. “I own the place and I choose the. .."It took Charlie a few minutes to work it out. Pete had wished to helphim out, and had been turned into a copy of his favorite heels, butapparently that wasn't enough... Maybe he had to wear him to finish thatpart of the wish.After a few more minutes of pushing and pulling, Charlie was unable toget the shoes on his feet. He knew the wishes had to be doable, or elsethey wouldn't be granted, but why couldn't he get the shoes on? "Ohdamnit, I wish I could wear the damn shoes so I could fix. "Open up for me," I whispered in her ear."No, I mustn't," she said drunkenly. But my hands were insistent and I forced my way between her thighs."No, no," she mumbled, but it was too late, my hands had reached their goal and I was rubbing her pussy. It didn't take long before her thighs opened a crack, more than enough to slip two fingers past her gusset and into her wet pussy. She was lost now, lost in the pleasure I was giving her; I nudged her legs open more and they moved apart without any.