He had no rush, it wasn’t just a quick meeting he wanted. I think we spoke online for months before we finally met.Then came the first real life mee...ing. He told me what to wear. He wanted me to look like a real slut with a very short skirt and fishnet stockings, black high heeled boots, no panties, a tight top – and a jacket because it was winter.The chemistry between us was perfect – He balanced it so well and treated me like a slut but never forgot that I was a person too. When he gave me. "OK, come here then, Auntie," she said. "Your stiff undies wouldprobably scratch me in my sensitive places anyway."She then took enormous pleasure in slowly stripping me of my slip,stockings, and bra. With each item her breath grew more ragged. Bythe time she reached my panty-girdle, she was practically panting withdesire and my erection was getting painful."Polly said that she and Arthur had fantastic sex with him dressed as awoman," she breathed. "At first I thought they were weird, but. Otherwise our working relationship was the only one we had. Which didn’t amount to much. Customers went in and out of the store in unusual and random patterns that day. Some buying arm loads of music, others just browsing or asking trivial questions. Reid was only seconds away from pressing repeat on the CD player when I unexpectedly ran behind the counter and grabbed his arm. “NO MORE!” I yelled. A rocker kid with black and platinum streaked hair looked up in disbelief from my sudden outburst.. . what's going on?" Adam muttered, still half asleep. Sophie looked at Kaitlyn, then back at him and slowly said, "umm taking advantage of you." He looked more confused as he tried to lift his arms up, but they were tied tightly, "Sophie, why are my arms tied down?" He asked sternly. Sophie giggled, "I just told you dad, I can't tease you and have my way with you if you're free." Adam lifted his head up, a little more awake now, he gasped at the sight of her hand wrapped around the base of his.