Asha ko pata tha ki director sir ne uske saath Holi ke kuch aur hi program rakha hai.Par woh Mohsin ko bhi seedha mana nahin kar paa rahi thi. Isliye ...sne director ko awaz lagai, “Acha Rajveer sir, ab main bhi chalti hoon.” Director bhi samajh gaya aur bola, “Asha tum ruko, Mohsin ko jane do. Tum jao Mohsin.”Aaj Mohsin bhi Asha ko chodne ka poora man bana chuka tha. Isliye woh bola, “Nahi sir main wait kar lunga, Asha madam ko ghar bhi chodna hai.” Ab director thoda gusse mein bola, “Tum madam. What is your sex?” Smiling, “I’m a gurl, a shemale gurl” Stroking my rock hard cock, “So very good, now one last question. What do you do for a living?” This one took me by surprise, then in almost a whisper, “I worked for a pharmaceutical company as an area representative, but now I think I’m being trained to be submissive and maybe someones slave” Climbing up on my body, easing my cock up inside her, “I think whoever ends up owning you will be more then pleased. You’ve earned the right to. The straps dangled down my legs. She walked back to the drawers in the closet. When she returned, she was holding a pair of white stockings, with lace ruffles at the tops."I'll help you put these on -- we don't want to rip them! Come sit on the bed." I did just that, and again savored the feeling of sexy, soft fabric climbing up my leg. I was almost giddy with the joy of it; a feeling of girly glee washed over me. Mommy clipped the stockings in place. I began to grow again.And suddenly I. At twenty-three, I was still horny day or night but Cat, only a year younger, was more selective about when and how we made love. She was also less inventive than when we met; anything more than straight coupling was infrequent.Cat's body was, however, a reward in waiting for the man lucky enough to bed her and was the main reason I persevered with our off and on relationship. A good 5' 8" she fitted my frame perfectly and her body had full curves without an ounce of spare fat, nothing.