My first stop was the Victoria Secret where I dropped a fortune. Youknow how they say you shouldn't go grocery shopping when you're hungry?Well TV's ...houldn't go lingerie shopping when they're horny. I haddecided that with my stature a d-cup would look natural (but large teehee) and I bought countless bra and panty sets, garters, stockings,slips, chemise, peignoirs, nightgowns you name it. The sweet littlesales girl who at first assumed I was a freak was soon bending overbackwards to help. At first, confused as I was, I didn’t get what he wanted. As if he sensed my thoughts, he said, “Get down and suck it.” It struck like a bolt of lightning. He wanted me on my knees. He wanted me to suck his cock. I gave-up control of myself and did as he asked. I went down to my knees and, first taking a good-look at it (and watching it plump-up a bit), then taking a couple sniffs (which smelled amazing) I opened my mouth. I’ll never know for sure if I leaned in for it, or if he. Shelly kept her eyes on Andrea, who was sitting cross-legged in front of my lap. I knew what her next move was going to be, and I was right. ‘Do you mind if I touch them?’ Shelly asked. Andrea looked at me to gauge my response. Getting together with another couple was something we only talked about once, but she seemed pretty ambivalent about it. I gave her a sideways nod as if to signal for her to do what felt comfortable. ‘Sure,’ she said. Shelly let her blanket fall to the side crawled her. It seemed that Becky's Mistress had just started her own business importing various pornography tapes from Europe and was planning on setting up her own distribution business in the States. The only problem was she hated the menial tasks usually associated with running a business. In essence she wanted to put her feet up on the desk, but she wanted someone else to file the invoices, handle the books and bring her coffee.Becky's role was to be that person. See Becky's Mistress had a soft spot.