"I want you down to a few dress sizes by the end of the week darling. I'veseen just the most darling satin skirt and taffeta slip for you, but youmust...be disciplined and get that naughty waist down to a slimline 10before I put you in them." Joyce's words had been both encouraging anddemanding, the very thought of another pencil skirt and rustling slip oncemore had John's mind spinning in confusion. What colour could they be? Andwhat length? His mind wandered. Why was he beginning to think with. “Your pussy is so beautiful.”At first, knowing that her husband’s friend was inches from her pussy was a major turn-on, but it quickly became a distraction as she self-consciously wondered whether she was masturbating in the way that he would want. So she slid first one finger and then two inside herself, hoping that he wanted to see her fucking herself. Finally, she was so turned on, that she had to focus on gently rubbing her clit with one finger, which pushed her over the edge.She threw her. Dad came by, saw him hanging up skirts and dresses, and commented,"You're such a good brother. Simone is gonna be grateful for you hangingup her clothes."Lance nodded, and when he was done hanging up his girl clothes, startedemptying Simone's boxes. He hung her clothes next to his own, keeping amental tally of outfit ideas he could make from Simone's stuff - shouldhe decide to keep going with this prom queen scheme, that is.Each time he pulled out an article of clothing from Simone's boxes,. I’ve always loved sex on the rougher side, so this is an unexpected turn up for the books, as I feel the early stages of an orgasm rise through my body.John now has me fully upright and is whispering more dirty comments in my ear, and I can feel the hot blast of air from his nostrils, as he pants away to his exertions. I’m responding with dirty talk too, reminding him what a cheating bastard he is, and how he has a wife at home but he can’t stop fucking me, and how much I want to feel his.