After packing her day clothes into the backpack, she stretched and then slipped the pack on. She jogged out of the locker room and into the atrium. Ho...ard was there and waved, smiling."It's good to see you running again, Mrs. Bonneville," he called, verifying her feeling that she had left work this way before.She stopped, long enough to lean toward him and say, "You can call me Claire, you know."His eyes opened wide, and he shook his head, darting a look to each side, as if they might be. She didn't reply just again kissed me more passionately than last time so again the green light was given and soon she was almost naked just her shoes and socks. On removing her socks she had the most beautiful feet with cute little toes and I couldn't help myself sucking on them. This was something I never thought was a turn on for me but I kept on sucking and rubbing her clit when I felt her fingers go around my cock and pull me towards her now gaping hole. I leaned forward and she was so. I liked watching her sitting in front of her make-up mirror, brushing her voluminous brunette hair, applying mascara, eye-shadow, eye-liner, lipstick, powder her face. I just loved it all, I always imagined myself as her whenever she did this!Anyways, I climbed up to the attic and looked through the light fixture in her room. Luckily, it was only day-time so there wasn’t light to blind me. You could practically see her entire room except the exact center, but she was never really standing in. I cringed theentire time I was in the store. But I bought everything on the list,even carefully inspecting and measuring so each item would fitperfectly.I showered, shaved completetly, and gave myself the first enema of mylife. It wasn't so bad itself, but I thought of why he would be makingme do it. I was terrified but couldn't stop myself.Then I got dressed. Pulling up the new white satin panties I hadbought. Putting on the corset and tightening it as much as I could.Rolling the white.