"Say it again!" He commanded. "I'm a whore" she mouthed. "Thats right, just look at you, standing with a complete stranger, in the corner of a bar ...ith your tits in his hands. Now whore, I can feel your attractiont to me and I want you to do what I say." He removed his hands from her shirt and said, "pull your shirt tight and tuck the hem inside of your skirt. Make those hard nipples protrude through that shirt with the edge of the material just covering your nipples". She did as she was. The next day, Wednesday, went by slowly as the endless, often contentious meetings continued. I now know what it is like to be truly interrogated. All the time, I was dreading a call from Missy, backing out of our ‘date’, but my phone never rang. I talked to one of my soon-to-be former co-workers, and he suggested a classy French restaurant a short distance from the hotel. After my final meeting, I rushed back to the hotel. I thought about masturbating again, but I optimistically thought that I. I told him that he had to be the one to make sure things didn’t go too far. He got a funny look on his face, hesitated, then said, “let’s see what happens.”I said, “Be honest with me, You’re really excited that there is a chance this complete stranger may see me exposed up close, and it would really excite you to see him fondle me, wouldn't it?" He looked into my eyes and answered, “yes, it would for sure.” That got me even more excited seeing how aroused he was and knowing that there was the. Neither of them asked me anything or said anything to me at all. I didn't mind. I was thinking about what we'd do when we got home. My cock was at varying degrees of erection all the way.In the house Tally went with Barb down the hall. I stopped at the bar to mix drinks. I tossed my clothes to the couch and was sitting naked at the table outside when they joined me. Of course they were naked, though Tally still wore her leg. Barb put a towel on the cement next to my chair and took my hand..