As my bra was tight, my boobs were dying to come outside my bra. I finally took the courage and took off my bra.He was delighted to see my fair breast... and came close to me. He asked me to sit on the couch. I obeyed him and sat on my couch. He whispered in my ears ‘you have huge boobs. I’m so lucky to touch them’.He put his hand on my naked belly and was rubbing it. I told him, “this is not the deal”. He told okay and touched my boobs and rubbed them. I felt a tingling in my pussy. His erotic. As we made our way to the back bed room, Carol turned and asked bluntly, "Do you think I would be good in Bed?" Having been indoctrinated down through the years by the ever suprising things that people say and do, I replied undauntedly, "I bet you would be a real wild cat in the sack." She blushed a little as she seemingly came to her senses, then reaching out and pulling me to her chest, she tiptoed up and kissed me full on the lips. Her hands were flat on my chest as she explored my mouth. "No, like this.." she said as she walked about with a ridiculous bounce in her step - she looked silly - like a little girl. "Now walk like that sissy!"I did my very best and after about 2 hours of walking back and forth Jennifer was satisfied that my walk was sufficiently bouncy and sissy. I was their sissy girl - in a short skirt with cocktease makeup and a smooth clean body."How are things going in here?" came the voice of the man as he entered the room."Well David, pretty good I should. They began talking about the registers while we walked in, as I took note of Martha's outfit. It was a beige sun dress that went to her knees, was tight up top, but loose from the waist down. She paired it with a thin, long black cotton cardigan on top. The neck line of the cardigan kept with the dress's perfectly, with a little cleavage showing. She looked so good, and I stole a few quick peeks as I fumbled my way through the new “punch in” process. Her perfume smelt like flowers, which is a.