Now remember, it's very unusual for a husband and wife to work together in the office, but I went out on a limb to get you the interview."I thanked my...wife profusely.We drove separately the morning of the interview.To my surprise, all the managers and men were black and all the women were white.I was shown in to see the president, Joe Benson."Impressive looking resume Peter, but why can't we get a referral from your old company when we called them?"Even though I practiced what I was going to. “What thing?”“You know, his dick.” She smiled.I faked a shocked gasp.“You’re a bad girl!” I scolded, fighting to keep a straight face.“I know. I’m a bad, bad girl.” She replied, the sex kitten voice finally coming out.“What should we do to bad girls?”She took a step forward and slowly ran her finger down my chest.“Bad girls deserve spankings, don’t they?” She said, sex kitten voice in full effect now.My grin grew bigger and I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her towards the couch. She. My boss thought I might be having mild burnout, and felt it was better if I went back to a half-week for a while. I was at home lot bored, so I started to indulge in cross-sressing more. It was the only thing I could think of doing to fill my time. Stefan helped me become really good at it! It was he who encouraged me one day to wax the little hard of mine that was still visible. He even bought me all the materials, they were waiting for me at his place on the evening he suggested it. So I just. You bent my legs over my torso and readied yourself. "Fuck me!" I pleaded again. You violated me quickly. My mouth open in a silent scream as I endured a hurtful entry. I clutched your sides as my lower lip trembled for a few seconds while you began to go deep into me. The bed springs began to squeak as our bodies collided. The pain turned to pleasure and I regained my voice. When you stopped, fully covered inside by my warmth, filling me to the brim, leaning over me so much my knees were.