It looks to be a note of some sort. I open the card to see what is written on the inside. In beautiful cursive is a small piece of information. The no...e says ‘Honey I wanted to treat you to a special day of nothing but pleasure. In a box on the other side of the room is a present. Decide what you want to do with it.’ I sit there thinking what it could be, excited to find out. I walk over to the box that I think is described in the note. As I pick it up to open it I notice it is not very heavy. They both had kept on certain elements of their clothing, but their chests and stomachs were bare, and their panties were off. I kept trying to remind myself there was no rush to do anything in particular. They were here for me. Which was both an uncomfortable and a very exciting notion. More exciting than uncomfortable though. I took time exploring each of their gorgeous little bodies. I gave special attention to their breasts. Each pair so different – Mariko’s soft and bouncy, Rie’s small. It also opens up, revealing a page full of fine print and detailed instructions. You vow to read it later, if you decide to go. You mention it to your partner, who convinces you it’ll be fun. You never really go out together anymore, and to be honest, a little fun could be exactly what you need. So you agree to go. You arrive at the address easily; it wasn’t exactly hard to find. Apparently, the Porcelain Doll had done well for herself. The place, whether it was rented or her own, was obviously. Stripping naked, he steeped into the suspender belt pulled the nylon stockings up his shaven legs, his pathetic tiny penis grew to its full two and a half inches, as pulled the pink panties up over it. The bra and petticoat soon followed and he stood looking at him self in wardrobe mirror, stroking his tiny prick under the nylon panties, excited by the sight and feel of the undies. He began as always to wank, cooing with excitement, he failed to hear his wives car return."WHAT ARE YOU DOING,.