When she left, she reached under my desk and took my panties with her. It happened so fast that I didn’t have time to grab them. She just took them ...ith her, saying “See you later.” Now I am stuck pantiless for the rest of the day. I know you hate that.I remember Tina and her mile of cleavage. She was indeed a wild c***d. But I had no idea she was that wild. I was imagining Kim and Tina sitting there, no panties, looking at each other. And what was that crack about Tina’s racing stripe being. "Shaken, I was trembling, as I walked out of the exercise room wonderingwhat the hell I had gotten myself into?I have cross dressed all my life and surfed and chatted on the internet,but never had the nerve to cheat on my wife and service a man, as muchas I fantasized about being a sissy cum slut.I travel to Albany for business routinely and normally brought somelingerie, and a skirt/blouse to relax in the room at night, but thistrip I brought everything including my makeup and wig.I poured. My breasts were courtesy of Mistress:expensive forms that were applied to the chest withadhesive. Their realism was stunning, down to the detail ofthe nipples. Sometimes when Mistress transforms me into hersissy, I am nearly passable. This time, I was not. I had tosuffer the embarrassment of large breasts, braless under at-shirt, while the only other vestiges of femininity weremy shaved legs and a light pink lipstick. Otherwise,Mistress had made me keep a small amount of stubble and myhair. I wanted her to know of my approach, so I made no attempt to hide my movements or the sound of my shoes on the marble floor. I wanted to give her every opportunity to turn and leave if that was her desire. Her last chance to escape what was about to happen. I walked to her and pinned her against the railing with my body. I leaned my chest into her, forcing her to bend further over the railing, my head against hers, my lips to her left ear. My groin against her hips, hands on, and over, the.