He pulleddown my blouse to reveal my new tits, and after some appreciativesqueezes, he pronounced that I could join his stable of whores.I squealed in...excitement. For whatever reason, my ultimate goal in lifehad turned into becoming a sissy prostitute. My first customers were thetwo officers who had helped me find my true calling in life. I wouldnever be able to repay them, but a promise of free blowjobs whenever theywanted seemed like a good start!I spent the next few months working the. Wasn't always this way. The sex part that is, the flirting that was always there. Then recently we both went for what we each knew the other wanted and now we get it on most weeks. Anyway, his last afternoon visit I mention a sore back and he says let me give you a massage, I am pretty good at it.He said to grab two small towels in case my hubby entered as we were dangerously close to his return time, as if towels would somehow make it either explainable or acceptable, and we headed to my. Mum's underwear tastes didn't run to anything too saucy, but I chose the smallest pair of bikini panties I had, and a matching pink lace bra. I put on a pair of dark tan tights, and a nice little A-line dress that buttoned up the front and came down to just above my knees. I glanced quickly in the mirror and felt my cock twitch at the womanly figure I saw reflected back at me. I took a deep breath then went back downstairs. 'You look lovely Fiona' said Geoff, clearly admiring my figure. Gaining. I snaked a hand up her shirt, pawing my way up to her small, supple breasts. My hand was still above her bra, but even through the cotton I could feel the hard point of her nipple. Andrea had big nipples."Well, looks like somebody forgot to invite me to the party."I spun around, hastily removing my hand from under Andrea's shirt. Donna was standing a few feet away with a Cheshire grin. We both started brushing ourselves off and pretending in vain that nothing had happened, and then I realized.