Even as I got into the taxi and saw her tight fitting black wrap dress I wanted to know what lay underneath, and then was instantly wet as she giggled...and told me she only had stockings on. I just wanted to grab those red curls on her head and have my tongue in her throat. Instead I giggled thinking how over dressed I felt, opting for a red silk Basque and pencil skirt, but feeling sexy as I just see the top of my stocking that show through the skirt's slit that stops at the top of my thigh.. She didn’t get dressed. She didn’t even put on her towel.She walked out of the bathroom wearing...nothing. She was just dripping wet and the water ran down her gorgeous breasts. Those nipples were slithering and ready to be played with. I knew deep down this is what was going to happen. Either tonight or maybe we’d play this out longer. But she was a girl who was right to the point!I was immediately turned on by those tits. Especially when she looked at me and ran her hand around them so. As we got closer to the first classroom, Susan pointed me towards thedoor and then, being the efficient, goal-oriented woman she was she choseto visit each of the classrooms to personally insure everything wasstaged perfectly and the assistant instructors I had chosen to lead eachgroup were ready and had the sissy graduates from our last workshopstanding along the back wall of the classrooms as the ladies and theirsissy candidates began to fill the classrooms.As I walked into the first. ” She held me, leaned her head, and kissed my tear-stained cheeks, then gave me a little peck on the nose, and only then pressed her warm lips to mine, probing my mouth with her tongue, making me go all dizzy. Good thing her strong arms were holding me up while she did it. It always made me weak on the knees when she kissed me like that, making me feel like she was exploring me, like a little toy she owned and enjoyed finding out about.I managed to stop the waterworks, and even gave her a.