“I should teach you then” she said. “kyon?” I asked. “Saare part saaf rakhne chahiye…tumhari body hai na?” Said aunty.“Uncle bhi saaf ...karte hain apna udhar” she said and called uncle to come over.For them….Everything they wanted to show me about being a man was by a comparing it with uncle. Uncle came and stood next to with a puzzled “what’s going on here?” look. Aunty didn’t even as for permission, lifted his baniyan and started untying his pajama strings. Uncle held up his baniyan up and let. When you squirted that nice creamy load into my panties, I came with you. Only you didn't know I was there, or that I had. By the time you'd placed them back in the pile, I'd slipped back upstairs to my bedroom where I used my vibrator to get off again with. So...now what do you say to that?"Jared was excited and aroused beyond all reason now. "What I say is...I'd like to see what it's like to taste my sister's pussy. So s*s...what do you say to that?" Now that's something I'd like to see. "I see, you got yourself in money trouble and want us to help you getout of it," said Ken."I'll do a wonderful job for you and I'll do anything you asked. I'm avery hard worker, please give me a try; please." What type of wardrobe do you have?" Ken asked."What do you mean?" I asked."This position has a very strict dress code and you must adhere to itat all times." What is your dress code?" I asked."You must wear a dress or skirt at all times, high heels and make up.We'd like you to wear nylons. I like its look and feel. My late husband Alan loved it, and so does my young lover, Jay.For myself more so than Jay, I slipped on a pair of loose black silk panties; I loved the feel of the silk on my skin, and I put on black suspenders and black stockings. I touched up the make-up on my face and put on more lipstick. I pushed my boobs into a brief black semi-transparent wonder bra. My God, they did look enormous and high like that. My nipples were jutting out hard in anticipation. I grew.