He told her what his supervisor said and Vickies eyeslit up."He was right! You should wear make up to work." I don't know the first thing about puttin... make-up on." "I'll call Carrie. She always has her make-up just perfect. Maybe shecan teach you how to put it on."He liked Carrie. In fact he had a crush on her in high school. He knewhe still carried a torch for her. He didn't want her to see him likethis.Supper was done and he was doing the dishes. He heard Vickie talking toCarrie. He hoped. She told me to stand up, my legs felt wobbly but her and Bill helped me to my feet. Bill pulled my dress over my head and put his mouth over my nipple. My nipples were so sensitive that I felt like his breath was enough to bring me to orgasm, but he flicked my nipple a couple of times with his tongue, then sucked it in to his mouth. I felt my orgasm shock my body, two sets of hands held me up as the electric pulse of my orgasm crashed through my whole body. Bill continued sucking on my nipple. Nice cool night for a stroll so I decided to keep on walking home, but I felt weird, like I was being watched. I ignore the feeling and keep walking. I finally make it home and got into my warm apartment and throw my black coat onto the couch. I go into the bathroom and strip down to take a shower, oh but I couldn't help but stop and stare and my beautiful brown hair, light brown eyes, my d cup breasts with my lightly tanned skin, soft round ass perfect and I loved my beautiful body. I admired. Charlotta relieved she would be able to use her botty that looked so good in her jean dresst to distract the pretty brunette doctor.The elevator doors closed and the started its upward climb. “Your goose is cooked now missy.” Robin said with a sly smile stopping the elevator in between floors with a jolt.“I want you to follow my instructions to the letter is that understood young lady?”“I want you to step back two steps from the rail and pull your jeans down and bend over at the waist.”Little.