" Clearly she wanted to play around, and I was definitely in the mood afterogling all the hunks we'd seen earlier. "Okay. Why don't you lock our doors... Mom and Dad won't surprise us while I get undressed. I'll only be asecond." I jumped up and quickly took off my blouse and slacks, then peeled off my pantyhose. Carefully, I removed my bra so I wouldn't drop the foam rubberbreast pads that filled it out. Mary, back from locking the door, had goneinto the bathroom. I followed her in as soon as. Hot ... Hot ... Hot date and I'm not breaking it for anything less than an 'Extinction Level Event'. I should be back to the Realm of Men by tomorrow. I did mention that the date was 'HOT', right? Now wait for the beep."Just before the 'leave message here' beep sounded, Mike could have sworn he'd heard the first bars of 'Fools Rush In' being hummed. Still chuckling, Mike thought, 'Well, looks like a quick refresher in Voice Mail Message Editing couldn't hurt a thing.'As this thought ended, Mike. Our involvement in the more rarefied circles of French coquinerie came about by a series of happy chances that began with the unexpected success of Alan’s fourth novel. A lengthy tenancy of the best seller charts led to several reprints and, thrillingly, a bidding war for the film rights. It happened, too, that Alan’s contract with his publisher was due for renewal and interest from competitors escalated that deal into figures we had never dreamed of. Within a year, no longer needing to be the. I had to force myself not to think about that.I began posing in my bra and panties, assuming one humiliating pose after another. They got a kick out of making me pull my panties up tight and forcing my pussy to bulge out around the crotch panel. They also thought it was fun to make me reach inside of my panties and play with my pussy.I was shocked when I inserted my finger into my pussy as ordered and I discovered that it was much more than moist. I was relieved when the men didn't seem to.