Robert, this is Baby." Robert smiled and said hello to me as he leered at my stocking clad legs. Robert was quite different from Ed and I wondered a...out their friendship. Robert was in his late 50's, short -about 5'8" or so, husky set with a bit of a belly, clean shaven and almost totally bald. Not a very attractive guy by any means but their was an air of virility about him that I found interesting. I later realized that this "air of virility" stemmed from the combination of being. She appeared to be around 30, very quiet, professional. I had only gotten to see here a couple times in passing previously, grabbing lunch in the cafe, or passing by in the hallway. And as she turned around and got up to greet me, all of those mental images of her came flooding back.There she stood, all 5'10" of her, obviously irritated with her current technical difficulties. Her usually long red hair had been hastily pulled up to a makeshift bun. I loved redheads. The expression on her face. "Hello." Hi what are you doing right now?"Oh my God he has such a deep, wonderful voice. I can feel my pussy contract, already becoming wet."Nothing yet, but I am so fucking horny, and was about to reach for my toy, 'Peter, ' and make myself cum like hell. Why?" Oh, I was just wondering if you had started to have fun without me."As I listened to his deep, dark, rich, voice I begin to become aroused. We discussed the erotic story about fisting that I sent him to edit. When he asked me if I ever. Anyway, he said that he can now only have sex if he is dressed up and that he needs to be totally dominated and feel used. I was getting very excited at hearing all of this so asked him to show me what he had got on under the gown. I was really surprised by what I saw - he had very exotic black underwear on. A lacy bra and panties, matching suspender belt and black stockings. He had a slight filling within the bra and his cock was standing to real attention within the panties. He asked me to.