Sorry what did you say?" For the next 12 months, whenever you are at home, you will wearidentical items of clothing to the ones that so turned you on ...hatnight," replied Maria."You can't be serious," said Jim. "You want me to wear womens clothes?I'd die of shame." You idiot, that's the idea," spat Maria. "I want you to feel thehumiliation I felt. And as you protest that it was the sexy clothes thatthe blonde was wearing that started all of this, then for the next 12months whenever you are at. Every touch, every pull, every push was making my skin, my body, my whole being ready to explode. In my brain there was only one idea, that these three men had only one thing on their mind and that was to make me cum. Hubby was pulling my legs up and out to help George get deeper into me. All this time saying “Fuck this woman, give her all you got, fill her with your black cum”. George picked up a new rhythm as my spasms increased in intensity. He began to pull his cock's full length out of me. That sight almost made Mark choke with emotion. The vision of his tiny bride in an ivory dress, her eyes shining like headlights through her veil, brought tears to his eyes. They held hands gazing into each other's eyes throughout the service. The vicar gave a mercifully short sermon. The same soloist sang the Laudate Dominum from Mozart's Vespers during the signing of the register. Then Victoria and Mark came back down the aisle to the Wedding March from Aida. Her smile was dazzling and Mark's. "Sir! That is so sexist!"He snorted. "Sexist? Bullshit! Why shouldn't we use your gorgeouslooks to gain a competitive advantage? Don't be ridiculous. We expectevery employee to do what she can to help us win."This felt so wrong that I didn't reply. He expected me to be acorporate bimbo in front of strange men?"You agree, Lisa?"I decided to be brave. "I won't let you use me as a sexual object,sir!"He stared at me. "Did I mention sex? I did not. Frankly, I'd rathercustomers not touch you, though.