And then we laughed some more.A couple of days later, while sober, we remembered the conversation about dressing up like girls and laughed some more. ...And then it got funnier, because Todd suggested we really do it. Like, seriously. And by that I mean, not just throw on dresses and half-ass it, but really put effort into it. Hell, why not?So, over the next month we went shopping. We bought slinky dresses, wigs, undergarments, makeup, costume jewelry and shoes. And I'll admit, it wasn't. Her name was Sherry and she was both smart and good-looking. I explained what was expected of her at the business dinner and she agreed that it wouldn't be a problem. In fact she was taking up brokerage work in college and maybe I could be of help to her after graduation.We went to one of the fanciest restaurants in the city we were in and were seated with an elderly gentleman and his wife; they were the other side of the deal, and missed nothing. After a little small talk I saw Sherry look up. He obliged. Pushing her forward with his hand, he used the other hand to guide his missile past the laced gift wrapping and just inside of her wet hole. Her mind screamed, “it’s too big”! The feeling took her breath away and she exclaimed in a somewhat less than audible approval. He was only inches inside of her when her passion became too great and she forced her body into his by using the wall as a leverage point. This seems to drive him crazy as he drove his meat inside of her like it was. She begged louder and louder as I turned from pusher to jackhammersmacking into her as our bodies met. Sarah made no attempt to try to pushaway and that's when I felt a tongue slide into my pussy. Extra help incumming, I though. The tongue was long and thick and was much needed. Islowed my pace as Nadia spread my ass to poke around. Damn she was hotbut I kept my focus on my Sarah. She was panting out of breath from thepunding she'd just recieved. She looked up at me deliciously as shecontinued.