The National Museum was soon paying peanuts for an Assistant Junior Curator. It was a job regardless, and she got to keep her apartment. Hopefully she...could turn it into a stepping stone to something better. She had a modest basement office with an old hand-me-down computer. Career choices aside, the Nuymeans seriously intrigued her, and she felt a bit of an obsessive compulsion to find out more about them. They had completely different notions of sex and culture. More importantly, they had. Have I not taught you better than that; do you not understand who is in charge? Take your pants and panties down to your knees let me see that cunt.I shamefully looked down at the ground as I lowered my pants and panties to my knees. ?You should be ashamed of yourself; you have a good reason to look so embarrassed. Do you need a chastity belt to keep your hands away from you cunt? Feel your panties slut; are they damp or wet with juices??I reached down fumbling at first, feeling around to find. "Fuck Jan, you are so hot," said Jason when they eventually stopped kissing."So how about showing me your bedroom, big boy?" said Janice as she caressed the bulge in Jason's trousers."Yeah, you lead the way; I like looking at your arse," said Jason, inviting Janice to go up the stairs.Her arse was, for the moment, inside a pair of jeans which Janice's large bottom rather stretched and Jason enjoyed the view as they climbed the stairs.On the landing, Janice turned and they kissed. Jason seemed. I'm a closet crossdresser. My wife approves and will encourage and dress me sometimes, but she's not a fan a me sharing, which I will do from time to time on cam. My favorite outfit starts with a pretty black lace garter belt. I like to watch myself in the full length mirror as I step into it and wiggle it up into position. I sit on the bed and roll up one stocking at time, sliding them onto my legs. I love the feel of the nylons against my skin. I attach the garters to the stockings and adjust.