I could smell the coffee. It almost made me salivate, but first I had to pee. I found my shorts tangled in the sheet at the foot of the bed and pulled...them on under the sheet. As I headed for the open bathroom door I felt as embarrassed as a schoolgirl caught with her hand in her panties. I recalled the previous night, and the party, a singles mixer hosted by the apartment complex where my friend Steve lived. He invited me and I went, hoping to get lucky. I had no luck, though, although I mixed. Beneath the many strong bands holding me against the molded frame, a rubbery grey suit stretches tightly over my body.Across from me sits a stunning woman; she wears a gleaming catsuit which, aside from the red collar, is as black as night. The glossy reflection of the dim ceiling light delineates her contours; I can even see her chest rising and falling lightly as she breathes. Where I come from, this is not something we see every day. She notices my wandering eyes."You like our uniforms,. Your bouncing boobies make me horny darling. You really should wear a bra, you know." Oh Daddy!" she squealed, like she always did. "I'm your DAUGHTER! You can't be horny about ME!" She very subtly rubbed her abdomen against the lump in his pants."Sweetie, one of these days you're going to do something you can't get out of" he growled. Then he tickled the sides of her breasts, making sure no one in the neighborhood was watching. She squealed like she always did when he touched her breasts.That. I'm about 5'2, caramel skin, long black hair, blue eyes, and I weigh about 130 pounds. I was sitting in my room doing my homework when I heard my brother walk in the door. I ran down the stairs and found him making a sandwich. "Hey Bri, do you want a sandwich too?" "Yeah, sure, make me on too?" I walked past him and grabbed his cock through his sweat pants. Chase is about six-foot, white skin, spiky black hair, blue eyes, and weighs about 250; most of it being muscle. "Bri, you have got to.