Charise was young, pretty, and she enjoyed paradingaround in her bra and panties. It was as simple asthat. True, the money was good, but it wasn't her...rimary motivation for working at the Palais; Charisewould have been perfectly willing to do it for free.She wasn't even particularly concerned about the styleof lingerie she wore, just so long as it made her feeland leggy and lovely and unforgivably naughty.In short, wearing lingerie made her feel like a girl.2She'd been amazingly lucky.Few would. There were no secrets but we’d never done anything about my pee fetish before. I’d been tempted to pee up Amy’s back when we’d shared a sexy bath in a local hotel… and she’d teased me a few times with texts and Skype messages during boring meetings at work to give me updates about the condition of her bladder, knowing full well the effect it would have on me.Amy shrugged. “If you want.” Just like that. No big deal. No judgement – just simple acceptance and indulgence.I swallowed. My mouth. I couldn't help but sniff my other sweaty sock.As I pumped away I didn't hear the front door go. I hadn't shut my door. Me and Tom had said if we didn't want to be disturbed we would always close our bedroom doors. The first I knew Tom was there was when he made a cough. I jumped startled as Tom laughed. "Sorry." I said flushing up red faced"I didn't know you had a thing for socks." he said it was then I noticed Tom wasn't wearing his work gear but his gym gear. Then it dawned on me it was. I hesitantly told her “Shez I want to ask you something, but before I begin I want you to make a promise” she replied”Sir, what kind of promise” I said “If you get offended by whatever I say to you will tell me on my face” she said”alright sir I will do whatever you’ve said”. By hearing this I was relieved a bit. I said, “I am now going to ask you a question if your answer is yes you will raise your hand or else you will move your head down” she said, “OK”. I told her “Shez I want to kiss you”.