Several things struck me immediately, where was my daughter Jen? Where was I? I realised I was completely naked other than some kind of pad on the sol... of each of my feet that I couldn’t remove, and some kind of vibrator in my ass and pussy that couldn’t be removed either because it was locked into place by a strong but thin metal rod that ran round my waist like a belt, holding both dildos together so they couldn't be removed, the rod was hinged so it could be opened like a jaw, the left side. It was on my way home from work when I bumped into Simon, he stopped and asked how I was, I stood there all shy saying all the usual things, yes I'm fine how's you etc, he then said I hope that I wasn't avoiding them after I had been to their house as it can be a 1 off if I wanted, there was no pressure to do anything again but hoped that I had fun, as they were so glad I had gone in as it was one of the horniest nights they had ever had, while I was there and after I had left. I managed to. But Mr. Dodds wasn't finished playing dress-up yet. Finally came a pair of the most incredible boots "Flora" had ever seen. At first he couldn't see how anyone could wear them. They were finely crafted from thin stainless steel sheet, made into form-fitting thigh-high boots. The feet had nine inch tall heels, ending in a "ballet" toe, the sole curved to force the foot up on point. The body of the boots were shaped into beautiful curves, with muscular- looking calves, and firm, rounded. Growing weary of the merriment, and wanting to quench my lust, I slip away to an quartered off section of the ballroom. My breath hitches as my hands run the length of my bodice, pretending to be you-it hitches again when I become aware that I am not alone. There you are. You don't see me, and I relax. I watch as you rub the front of your costume....watch you as you look around to make sure no ones looking..watch you as you pull your rock hard cock out and start stroking yourself. I know it's.