With my face contorted in pain I kicked my shoe off and asked him to examine my foot. I quickly placed my foot on his thigh. My skirt was short enough...for him to seem stockings and suspenders. I pressed my foot into his leg and asked him to massage it for me. He looked a little embarrassed, but with the odd glance up my skirt he did it. After a while I said,"It's no use Mr. Dodd, the pain's moved up the inside of my thigh now, would you rub it for me?" Without waiting for an answer I stood. Well, I wasn't but I did expect that with a marathon sex show, I was liable to fade near the end and wanted something to keep me up until the last act. So, I went home with samples of all three and tried one that evening. I didn't tell Louise, hoping that she'd sense a difference but soon after I took it, I sure sensed a difference. My face grew warm, increased blood flow, I figured, and any touch or rub on my cock began a swelling like when I was more like sixteen. I went in the bathroom while. We went to the bedroom and she picked out the outfit for me and then went to the other bathroom to change herself. Heels to wig I did the best I could and hopefully she wouldn't think I was ugly. When she came out our outfits were almost identical and opposite colors. I dropped so hard that she noticed immediately and came to me and grabbed my cock and said "save it for later , we are going to have so much fun. She helped tweak my hair and makeup and made me stand and model for her. She laid on. " I greet him with a kiss and hug."Wow Emily! What's the occasion?"Evidently he liked my outfit: a little black dress that is way too short; black heels; no stockings or panty hose. We give each other a hug, but I made it linger a bit. I can tell my scent is tempting him to get closer and closer. Jeremy really didn't stand a chance."I feel underdressed Emily."I wonder why he thinks that. He's wearing the standard guy uniform: jeans and t-shirt with loafers; no socks. However everything seems.