Meghan checked my wardrobe, which suddenly seemed to have a selection ofblouses arranged on hangers."Put this on," she threw one to me. I shucked on t...e crisp white cottonand fumbled at the buttons, which were the wrong way around."Scott, where are you?" I heard Mom below."Coming!" I called back, as I wrestled with the last two buttons."Wow, you look kinda nice, sorta," said Meghan. "Boobs suit you," shesmiled.I stared down at the starched blouse billowing over my chest. I lookedback at Meghan,. I went over the next evening, Friday night, knocked on her door and she answered. She was expecting me and had Chinese food delivered. Nothing out of the norm but I did notice she had on a much lighter, sheer top and I could clearly see her breasts when she passed between me and the lights. We ate and talked. Conversation drifted to the subject at hand. She was so interested in everything about my sexuality- method, frequency, nature of my ejaculations, pleasure, toys I like to use. Lots about. Daddy might not haveyou arrested."As he said the last words, he brushed a lock of hair out of my eyes andstroked my cheek softly with his big hand. He was treating me just like agirl. I felt a funny stirring in panties but tried to ignore it as I bentdown and picked up the black, silky bra from the bag.In seconds, I had it on. He leered at me grinning."Sissy has had some practise putting on pretty bras hasn't she? Megan hasexperimented with more than just panties. It is so obvious. You look. OK, I could handle that. I walked into the lobby searching, and there in a Queen Ann chair sat Sue. Oh My God, she was elegant! I walked up to her and said, “You look stunning!” “Thank you” was her swift and curt reply. She had changed into a deep blue suit with a skirt, a white blouse and a pink chiffon scarf tucked into the jacket and patent leather high heels, with no hose. Her makeup was flawless and she had deep red lipstick on. I was glad that my better judgement had prevailed and I.
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