My shirt rides up, and I feel my ass and pussy exposed to the air. Im so exposed and so shocked and so surprised. I cannot speak, its not allowed so...I try and control my breathing but all I can think about is what I must look like to anyone in the doorway. Cute thighs, round bottom, glistening pussy, and my little asshole plainly visible. I hope everyone left, omg everyone left right? My mind imagines who could be watching. I feel the shirt exposing my lower back and remember being. This is real life and not one of my fantasies. As Mr. Callahan's assistant I have to look him in the eye everyday and do his bidding. He is my boss after all. And knowing that he's known me intimately makes everything complicated. Some part of myself wishes he was more than my boss, that he would continue this affair, using me as he sees fit. Remembering how he spoke to me, how he took control and had his way with me, has the walls of my sex clenching, my panties soaking with my arousal. Head. Dresses, bras, panties and so on. This wasMark's secret. Mark, the hard working gentleman, the loving husbandand the closeted cross-dresser."Well, it seems today is as good as any other day. It's time to getMary out for the day," Mark said to the empty store room.With some effort, Mark opened the trunk and carefully selected today'soutfit. A light summer dress. It was hot outside and the dress wouldgo perfectly well. The dress was followed by white bra and panties.Then, he took out some clip-on. Bunny leaned further back and pushed the bottle further down between her legs. Then she inserted the neck of the bottle into her pussy. Kammie remembered how the neck of the bottle swelled as she pushed it deeper and deeper. Her pussy felt so full, like it could not take any more, then she gripped the bottom of the bottle and gave it a hard pull. Bunny could feel the cold liquid swirl into her belly as she pulled the bottom of the bottle up. Bunny was fucking her cunt with the bottle sometimes.