I then shaved my left armpit and noticed that as I did so my stilettosdisappeared. I then had my regular shave and scrubbed my teeth and wentback to ...y bedroom to get ready for work.The way my shirt hung over the pantyhose looked like a miniskirt. I hadnever seen my shirt in that way but I twirled in front of the mirror. Iliked the look.I realised I was becoming distracted and rushed to slip my trousers onover my pantyhose. Usually I would get slightly caught up in my legs asI slipped my. “You wish you were your brother’s slave, don’t you?”“Yes,” she said, and even though the word came out in a monotone, there was a distinct moan-ish quality to it.“You want to fulfill your brother’s every sexual urge, don’t you?”“Yes,” she monotone moaned. Moanotoned. Mono-moaned?“You wish that your only purpose in life was to get him off, don’t you?”“Yes.”“If you could, you’d spend your every waking hour wrapped around his cock, getting it hard and making it cum again and again and again...”Now. I was almost overcome with shock and shame until i noticed he had something in his hand.He was stroking his cock, all the while watching his wife be defiled by a stronger man.This was all the encouragement i needed and I planted a kiss on my lovers lips.Not finished yet, he tugged at my panties until they too fell from my now naked, filthy body.He guided me down to his shorts, which I pulled down hungrily, eager to see his throbbing cock.It was huge with a capital BIG. Roughly, he pushed my. "Excuse us, please." No problem, Cherry," the driver laughed at his own joke and stood up. He smiled at the billing clerk and then gave Leah another scowl before telling no one in particular, "I'm off to Asheville. Catch y'all tomorrow." The two women stood by the short filing cabinets next to Sheri's desk and watched the driver leave through the warehouse exit. Leah folded her muscular arms across her chest and stared at the door while Sheri rifled through copies of the day's orders. She.