As she turned her head to look back at me, a bored look on her face, I saw that it was Detective Dianna Shepherd I was fucking, looking much as she ha... the night that we had our threesome with Demie.“Something’s missing,” Shepherd commented with a frown.I woke to the feeling of my cock in a warm, wet place. Blinking, I looked down to see Demie’s mother Eudora, still in her human anime character shape, her big almond-shaped red eyes looking back up at me under her double-tailed red hair as she. A week had gone by and the Xmas party was looming, this was my chance. I planned everything to military prosecution,want to wear,want to say and the empty room I could Fuck him in.It was party night in the office, I got changed at work so my husband could not see what I was wearing or not as the case my be. I wore a short red skirt, tight black top,stocking suspenders no bra or knickers and some killer heels. The party was in the conference room and it was packed when I got there so no one. Setting in the booth opposite of me I couldn’t detect any “muffin top” bulge that told me that although she was wearing a girdle she really didn’t need it to control much.My mind drifted back to my senior year in high school. Every girl regardless of size or shape wore a girdle when they wore a skirt and stockings. And being a rotten teenager I made it my business to confirm this by a bump here and a bump there in the crowded hallway between classes. I was never busted for getting that little. Shelly and Scott pretty much go right at it, so if you want the background, go check out chapter 1!I do read your comments, every one of them. Even from my anonymous "fans". I appreciate all the comments you give me, good and bad - you help me grow as a writer. Thank you!***** *****Shelly stood up, turned around, and walked toward the front door. It was a slow, sensual walk, one in which her hips swayed seductively side-to-side. And although she wore loose fitting sweatpants, there was simply.