Insidewas a pair of panties, tights, a bra, a short leather skirt, a sweaterand a pair of high heels. All were black.Stephen also noticed a box that h...d a large pair of silicon breastpads."I like my sluts to have big tits," stated Bishop. "Now, we're wastingtime, get dressed." Chapter 8Stephen wasn't surprised that all the items fit him. It was obviousthat Bishop had planned for everything.After he was dressed, Bishop expertly applied makeup on Stephen's. He said yes and I moved to the kitchen again. I was behind the door and started to watch this old filthy low class black worker act like a husband to her.He had rolled her dress up to her waist and then started rubbing his hands over the entire length of her leg. It was so exciting that now I took out my cock from my pant and started stroking it while watching this dirty worker run his rough, callous hands all over my wife’s skin. He then got up and sat on the sofa. He knelt between my wife’s. We were going to have to spend extra hours on the gym floor as it was.We had a big guest list and by 11 they were arriving. Some came early to help set everything up. The extra help was nice; it was even better that they did not need continuous direction. There is only so much that you can do with table and chair arraignments. It doesn't really matter where you put the salt, pepper and napkins on the table as long as there are enough of them there.We had several of those multi crock pot food. Sid had his hand at the small of her back. "You aren't going to miss me, you're just going to miss my butt," I heard her jest, as she grabbed his wrist and moved his hand down to her bum. I could see his fingers give her a squeeze there. He pulled her in tight for a kiss, but she turned her face a bit, so that their kiss only met at the corners of their mouths. He looked disappointed, but she teased him again. "Don't you go starting anything now, Sid. I have a plane to catch."And then Joanne.