I open the bottom drawer in the dresser and there are my two pairs ofbreastforms. I take the smallest pair as I want a certain look tonight;more soph...isticated then the bawdy size forty-two's would permit. I affixthem to my shaved chest with medical adhesive tape and cosmetic gum.I open another drawer in the dresser and select a packet of flesh-tonedsheer-to-the-waist pantyhose. I like to wear pantyhose as a foundationgarment to help flatten my tummy, and to cover the small nicks andvaricose. There was a lot of material to cover. She glanced over at the clock thinking that they’d be there the whole afternoon.She asked, “Are you sure that you wouldn’t rather read it?”“Positive,” Dan answered. When she delivered the final draft, he’d ask her to e-mail it to him so that he could use the text-to-speech program to listen to it.For the next four hours, Terry was grilled about every aspect of the modified business plan. She ended up rewording parts of the document, scratching out entire. This little tale is a result of one of our erotic home entertainment evenings. I was dressed in a skin-tight black shiny dress that was almost a second skin such was it’s tightness. Beneath the dress I was wearing a pair of PVC topped fishnet stockings which were attached to a PVC Garter Belt. My breasts were cupped in a PVC quarter cup bra with my erect pierced nipples proudly standing to full attention. As my pussy was freshly shaved I’d foregone wearing a thong or panties and to complete my. I choked back the air that I couldn't swallow. "You are in for it." He kissed me hard and bit my lip until it was red. I tried to wrench away but he was too strong, and it only angered him more. He removed his hand from my neck and instead turned to my breasts. He pinched one nipple hard; I winced at the pain. He kissed and sucked on my sensitive nipples as I squirmed under his grasp. He bit one so hard I thought he would break the skin. "Ple... please stop..." I whimpered. "'Please stop! Ha ha.