I stand up and cross to the adjoining door where Sara is waiting in my secretary’s office. Opening it abruptly, I can see how his jaw drops as he se...s that Sara has been listening to him and then how his jaw drops as he sees how she is dressed. I had asked Sara to wear her uniform but with a little imagination. All the kids love a South American series called “Rebeldes” and she has taken the hint and is in uniform but styled like the girls in the series. Her uniform skirt is hitched up like a. He springs into action. “I want you naked, right now,” he says, yanking my top over my head to bare my braless tits. His eyes stay rooted to my nipples as he undoes my shorts and tugs them down to my ankles. My inky-black g-string doesn’t last three seconds as he slips a finger inside its hip and simply tears it open. He doesn’t seem the slightest bit bothered. “Up you come,” he says hoisting me into his arms by the butt. He kisses me, softly yet urgently. God, it’s good. I wanted that so. She could already feel his erection growing inside his pants.Taking his turn to make sure that Charlie was asleep, Kevin relaxed and smiled at his fiancée. Ever since the night he proposed, she had remained especially eager to please him, and he was dying to find out what birthday treats she had in store. Impatiently, Kevin gestured for the two of them to slip away to the bedroom.For a moment, Kelly ignored the suggestion, finding a bit too much amusement in what she was stirring up beneath his. Which is how I found myself standing in an empty dressing room, imaginingCandy, Misty, Denise, Rachael and the rest of the strippers getting readyfor their various dance routines. In my imagination, I could almost hearthem giggling and talking girl talk as they did their hair and shimmiedinto their revealing costumes. The thought was making me more than alittle horny, and I decided to quickly hit the shower before one of thestrippers walked in and found me masturbating in their dressing room.I.