” he said. “I'll be taking you to Rudolph's in Montresto.”She stared at him. “That's three towns away. I've heard that they're 5 stars, too!�...“Yup.” he agreed. “Do you even own a dress nice enough to go there in, or should we go shopping first?”“The only dress I have that's even close to good enough is that blue one, and the bust is too small for me now! I haven't worn it since I was thirteen.”“Shopping it is, then.” he told her. “You have a limit of twelve hundred bucks for the dress, and three. The white petticoats were perfectly accentuated by the white trimon the collar and sleeves and the large white bow in the back. The dressitself was a black satin and he didn't want to admit it but if fitperfectly and looked incredibly sexy with his sheer black stockings and4" stiletto heels. Worse than his anger and fear was the unwelcomeacknowledgement that he felt in his groin that he was excited by what hewas wearing. Worse was the penis cage which painfully stopped anyexcitement from. But Kiandra took her time rubbing over her back and upper arms, grazing her own bare pussy over the small of Alana's back as she straddled her.Flipping into a reverse straddle, Kiandra had a better view of Alana's waiting nethers and reached between her legs feeling the moisture and heat. She teasingly played with the fluids Alana produced and used it to assist with blindly feeling along her clit.Kiandra held herself up leaning against Alana's legs that were still pressed together. She teased. Silence fell over the room and the speakers, he worried he might have sounded harsh; he paced the room holding his cold coffee. The Finance Director’s concerns had irked him unnecessarily; he was only doing his job. “Sorry, didn’t mean to sound harsh. I’ll be here at my lake house until tomorrow, back in the office next week after I’m back from Las Vegas.” “Brian, do you need me or Paul or come out to Las Vegas for the meeting?” Chris the Finance Director asked a little too excited. “Ha. No.