~V~“Jeremy, are you upstairs? Dinner’s almost ready.” It was my wife.Damn! I had to put the notebook down. “Yeah, I’m here. Be down in just ... moment.” I carefully placed the loose-leaf back just the way I’d found it. I quickly hit the bathroom, the original reason for being upstairs, threw some cold water in my face, wiped off with a towel and sped downstairs.In the dining room Susan already had things laid out. The kids, Samantha and Gregg, were waiting. Susan looked at me and smiled, “One of. A perfect hourglass figure, to be exact. Clearly whatever had been"crushing" him earlier was some kind of corset, as he now had a trim,waspish waist that gave the illusion of wide, womanly hips. The kind offigure that would rival... no, the kind of figure that would matchRouge's.The outfit was completed by a pair of white opera gloves that extended uppast his elbows, and ended with a pink trim. Matching white-with-pink-trim boots reached up to his thighs, with a pink heart that matched theone. . Slowly teasing him with my lips. I opened my mouth and starting sucking him.. Harder and harder…. His hip moving in acceptance. I could feel him enjoying and while I was playing with his dick his hand was on my pussy. Finger fucking me hard, making it difficult to concentrate on him. He stopped me and looked at me with a seductive look giving me a sign that now let’s try.. He removed the condom packet from his jeans now which was lying on the floor.. As he rolled the condom on his dick I was. It'sdifficult to put into words, but wearing the uniform made me feel as ifI belonged to something and that I was a part of a bigger group and notjust by myself. I suppose it was like wearing a cheer leader's uniformor soccer strip. By wearing these things, you feel a part of a team orin my case, a school that I would love to be a member of.Anyway, it was time to go, as the bus was due any minute down the end ofthe road.I quickly brushed my hair and then put on my blazer, hat and shoes.I was.