Come in for coffee I said, and he did. I’d never noticed what a good looking man he was, separated from his wife for years and not short of female c...mpanionship. Looking at him in my kitchen I could see why.Now you can all see where this going to end up.... but for good order I will tell you just how it happened, sort of. We had always had a good relationship, loads of banter, never a hint of impropriety. Yet there in the kitchen I could see my future husband as he would be in years to come,. "We? So she intended to watch. My feet refused to budge for a second until they took a nervous step to follow her. My mind ran through what I was wearing under my loose fitting sweatshirt and jeans. Black teddy and hold up stockings. My silicon breast forms securely fixed with their special adhesive for the weekend. Hidden under the way too big sweatshirt.I stood in the middle of the room, surrounded by boxes and shelves all holding clothes yet to go on display. Grace closed the curtain. Nupur: Relax, jiju, he’s harmless, plus he can’t get it up.On hearing the last comment, I felt better. Still, something was fishy. The old man greeted us with a sparkle in his eye and caped Nupur. I was sitting in the adjacent chair and shooting, as she requested. He looked lean and in his late 50s. He seemed to be enjoying it by how he went about his job.The younger guy finished his last customer and went home for lunch. There were only the three of us inside, Nupur, me, and the retiree. Nupur. ....yes its this one''''dont be shy , i like cute sissy boy myself, its so cute''''i bet you are all pretty when your sucking on his fat cock''she was so kinky talking like that to me i felt stupid ''come here i need to help you try what he bought and make sure its the right fit''i seriously didnt want her to , i just want to leave with my stuffbut i endup sit on a bench in the changing area , has she locked the door remotely her looking at me undress nervousgod was it weird when she touch my.