And what an amazing thrill. I loved being in the store with her, bashfully suggesting different pairs. Panties that I wanted to wear and jerk off to, ...nd by the way, she could wear them too when I wasn’t jerking in them. At that time, she didn’t know of my obsession, but probably suspected. Man, did I love that panty haul. All of those panties felt amazing, and what a treat when she brought home more. And raiding her hamper for used pairs was great too. I loved putting them on if they were. I got a ride home from one of the bouncers and planned to come back next week. I didn’t make it back. Why that was is a story for another time. I never became a stripper and I didn’t give it a second thought after that. I grew up to be a nice little office girl who wears sensible shoes...but I do have a daddy he gave me a 2nd chance at being a good little slut...Daddy had been talking alot about sharing me with one of his friends. He has this one friend, Jake. Not too bad looking, but clearly. ‘Okay, nice meeting you. Please leave my office now.’ ‘Wait…you said you’d represent me.’ ‘Do what I tell you and I will.’She stood there with her arms crossed over her chest. I could see on her face that she was contemplating whether to leave now with her dignity intact, or stay and feel violated by me. ‘What do you want me to do?’I walked over to the my sofa and sat down. I unzipped my fly and grabbed my cock. ‘Take off your clothes.”She slowly unzipped her jeans and. Her hands reaching for his fly. She didn't take her eyes from his as she pulled his now rock hard cock out, she worked her hand up and down his shaft slowly, enjoying the moans of pleasure he let out. Maintaing eye contact she lowered her head down, working his shaft with both hands she began to lick the head of his massive cock."Guess you weren't lying" she giggled just before she took him fully in her mouth. She gently slid her wet lips up and down, she felt his hands reach for head and his.