The thing is that I wasn’t a flouncing queen at work. I dressed and acted just like most of the other girls there. My hair was longer but kept in a ...ony tail or a bun; I wore a company shirt (mine was the one for the women and buttoned down the front). I always wore a bra, tasteful slacks – a little tight in the butt – and either panties or a brief panty girdle with ankle socks and nice shoes. My nails were usually neat and well kept and, yes, I did wear tasteful nail polish. In nice weather I. Cindy said, "Here you'll need some help and we can help you. We'll hold it open for you and you can just step into it."It was everything he could do just to maneuver his legs into the dress. His legs seemed so large in the crimsole. He leaned on Shannon and made his way into the dress. It was gorgeous! He had never seen such a beautiful dress before and he was wearing it! Shannon moved behind him and Cindy was in front of him. Shannon had the blouse in her hand and handed it to Cindy. "Here,. I could feel her heavy boobs crushing on my chest. I pulled back and kissed her lips she responded and ran to the kitchen smiling. I followed her and hugged her from back and she must have felt my erection. I showered her with kisses on her shoulder, face and neck. She was so happy that she was looking like a cute angel who was 10 years younger as it was time for my bro to come I left her with a big lip lock. Next day I went back and she was wearing a sexy trasparent saree and she was busy. Then pulling it out again and sliding it down my throat again till his balls were laying against my lips. Then I imagined him taking it out of my mouth and rubbing it on my face, then hitting me with it. It was all I could do to not slip my hand into my pants and rubbing my clit till I came. I tried distracting myself, thinking about other things but my mind kept going back to that anonymous rock hard cock. Before I knew it I was picturing that cock sliding between my big tits. Wrapping them.