I replied, giggling, "maybe.”He laughed, saying, “have a word with Jane, I’d kill for her to wear them.” Well, I felt myself blush, but also m... pussy tingled. As we left the dance floor, Mark guided me but ran his hand down my bum feeling my suspenders. I went to say stop it, but I actually liked the attention. He continued to flirt the whole night. Every time I sat down, I saw his eyes go straight to my dress. By the time we got into the taxi home I was feeling rather horny and quite damp!. Only something involving foreign governments would have come across their desks. So the simple logic program told me that it was some kind of foreign investor. Someone they had to clear. So the money could come from China or somewhere like that. The buyer could open a plant and hire the relatively cheap southern labor to produce a high demand consumer item. Something that the would allow the local purchase of raw materials.Use local materials, local labor, and sell to the local market and save. "This Jack is Claudia," he said squeezing her breasts again, "she my fucking slut aren't you babe?" Yes," she said just about audible."Say hello to Jack," he said."Hello Jack," she said in a husky sexy voice."Stick your tits out babe," he demanded."Now hasn't she got the best pair of tits you've ever seen?" he asked.I let my eyes flicker over her torso then I remade eye contact with him."Yes Sir," I replied truthfully."I like you Jack," he laughed again. "On your knees again slut. Now get back. Finally a pairof 3" white heels that I struggled to walk in.I went to the bathroom and applied makeup. I didn't even know how toapply makeup, but I searched online, tried, removed it, and tried itagain for six hours until I got it close to right.I was waiting on his bed for him when he came home late that night. Ihad been waiting in the same position for almost two hours. It wouldhave been longer, but I don't think he realized how long the makeupwould take. Two hours waiting for something I.