Grinning bigger, she approached me.“I thought it would be fun to wear while I’m riding you.” She smirked.“Oh is that so?” I replied, feeling...my crotch twitch.“Uh huh.” She grinned.“And when were you planning on testing that idea?” I asked.“Now works. I’m fucking horny.” Kayla said bluntly.“Spending my money turns you on, huh?” I grinned.“Fuck yeah it does. I got some super cute new panties too! All sorts of new clothes!” Kayla exclaimed.“For work, right?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“Well duh!. Not everyone is that lucky." She was explaining what she wasdoing and how to do it as she put eye shadow and eye liner on. Someblush to my checks, and finally lipstick. When she was done I wasdumbfounded. Staring back at me in the mirror was a very pretty woman.Somewhere in there I could see myself but I doubt if anyone else wouldrecognize me.When we were finished I paid Sandy for my hair and the cosmetics she hadused. I put the cosmetics in my new purse and thanked her holding out myhand. "I. And he must have known it. This time when we kissed, I let my tongue do a little wandering. I don’t even remember what happened, just that our tongues seemed to be doing some sort of dance, slow and smooth, deeper, shallower, deeper, rounding and turning through angles not even my toothbrush may have yet discovered. I felt him shift his weight onto one arm, and next thing I knew, he was over me, looking down into my eyes with his body laying over me and between me. Instantly, without. Unless they had guests the door between the two suites was always open. Rich and famous patrons wined and dined them. Rumors of an affair started to appear in one of the sleazy gossip columns although it was all innuendo and unsubstantiated hearsay that no one in their business paid any attention to. Such stories, some true, most untrue were regarded as just another attempt to sell papers. It seemed everyone was a victim of their overzealous reporting at one time or another.No one ever said.