Hanging from the soft,blonde hair were two large golden hoops, pierced into his earlobes.His feet were uncomfortably squished into a pair of leather-b...by bluepumps, with a lofty four-inch heel. Not only that, but his legs werecompletely waxed, smooth and soft. His girdle-enhanced hips were cladwith a blue and navy plaid skirt, short in length and high in waist,which made his legs look ever so lengthier. Hugging his rather buxombreasts, corseted waist, and beefy arms was a blue boat-necked. "Anthony?" Charlotte said again. I'd been staring into space."I'll be alright. Take care of each other. Make sure Sheila eats something."And then I left. The next time I set foot in Charlotte's house, it was to watch the final draft of the movie.I drove home and sat in my truck in front of my house for the longest time. I didn't really want to go in. Mostly I just wanted to get out of Charlotte's place, away from all the oppressive tension that had built up. So after about thirty minutes I. . to the computer, or.. I guess it's more of a workstation. I sitdown in front of it, and realise the seat is a funny shape, ridgedbetween my ass cheeks and tilted so I have to perch on the edge of it...in a very feminine pose. I cross my legs at the thighs which accentuatesthe sensation, and lets my gloriously stockinged legs rub against eachother. As I lean in to turn the system on I'm in a little pocket ofheaven...The screen pops up with my log in details and I type them in. The menupops up,. I bend my head downwards and sucked on one nipple then the other. I glanced upwards whilst doing so and she had her head back, her eyes closed and her mouth open, gasping with pleasure. With my mouth occupied with her nipples I reached down, and with both hands, and pulled her skirt up so that it bunched up around her waist. I let a nipple slip out of my lips, raised my head again to kiss her deeply and with a hand on each bum cheek pulled her towards me so that she could feel my erection press.