I quickly discoveredthat with her help I could get the uniform off in much less time thanit took to put it on. I was lucky it didn't get torn. Not f...r thefirst time I wondered why seeing her husband in women's clothes,especially a bra, granny panties, and tights, always got my wife'sjuices flowing.On the day of the party, dressed in my smart waitress uniform, Ishowed the catering company staff where everything was, and helped thechefs fathom the idiosyncrasies of our huge kitchen, its. It was finally time for her first interview. Another ex con probably, was her first thought as soon as she saw him. Tattoos were all over his arms, he had huge muscles, no hair because he was shaved, and every other tooth was missing. She quickly went through the interview. Time for the next interview. Claire sighed silently as she walked out to get the next applicant. She just wanted to get the interviews done. The next applicant blew her mind away. This was Lydia? Heat rushed to her cheeks. "Just relax, miss. His Highness wants to see you."She gasped, "His Highness?"The small man bowed. "His Royal Highness, the Sultan of Al Banyan, Rashid al Abdul-lan."Oh, God! A harem! Samantha thought in terror."I'm in a harem?"The man chuckled. "No, miss. You are to be the sultan's mistress. A very high honor, I must say." Who are you?" Servant to the sultan, my name is Malik. And it is my duty to see that you are prepared for an audience with His Highness."With that, he untied her and whisked. A very nice figure with firm breasts, flat stomach with hair round her pussy. It was inevitable that my cock hardened a little. The three of us, all naked, sat on my bed. "You seem to be somewhat excited, Peter. Your cock is up a little" commented Ted. "Yes. I couldn't help it when I saw Muriel like that". "That's all right" she said. "I don't mind at all. But can it get larger than that?" "Of course, but Id have to work on it to get it right up". "Well, do it but it might be better if Muriel.