"Okay?"She smiled. "Okay."I scanned her up and down. "You do look sensational. What about the socks? Did they come from the thrift store, too?" Oh, I ...ad those. I wear them to work, with pants. Well -- do you like how I look in it?" You always look just beautiful, Lize." Do you want to know my inspiration?" What?" I asked.She beckoned me to her computer and brought up an image of two young women. One was dressed in a white, 1950's era nursing uniform, wearing a cap and with a stethoscope around. Stan looked at my cock and smirked and passed me the towel saying, "Here you go boy."Stan finally covered himself up and went to change. My wife and I didn't speak as we dried ourselves with our towels our clothes where in our own apartment where we had changed. Stan came back wearing a robe and he passed my wife and I bathrobes too. He suggested that we change into our robes and stick around and continue the party. I suggested to my wife that we got take a nap or at least change into some. Keep going though, he'll like to see you like this!", Sally told her."Please don't Sally, I promise I won't cause you anymore problems!", Jane pleaded."Oh, I know you won't Jane. I know you won't.", Sally said so quietly it sent chills down Jane's spine as she quickly put on her clothes and walked out the door.Jane heard voices down below. She could recognize Brad's voice, the head of campus security, plus Rod's, the assistant to Sally, and Deborah, her secretary. Then the voices grew louder,. (However, you'll never get her to admit that!) Towards the last two weeks of the project I decided to write this scenario that I want to do with my wife.My wife really likes to participate in submissive role playing with her as the bitch and me as the Master. She is really becoming quite good at it and I love the way she gets into it.I sent her this script in advance because the more time she has to prepare the better and more exciting it is. This one is just a bit out of her comfort zone but I.