I called Gordon Decker first thing Saturday to get him back from Mexico. The first thing I asked him was, “Has your wife turned jealous in the last ...few months and does your tux still fit?”“No, not that I know of and yes they still fit,” he said.“That’s good because I need an official escort for official functions. We leave Monday morning for Argentina; you may want to brush up on your dancing and political etiquette. Meet the jet in Brownsville - it will be on its way in a few minutes,” I. I went to the dance floor and moved between the two girls that I had seen earlier. They laughed at me and tried to push me away, but I persisted. They soon gave in and we danced together. They had been drinking for some time and were bold and not shy at all.They rubbed against me and squatted and bent over and pushed their asses to me. I held their hips and hunched them, and we ran our hands over each other. Any other time, I would have taken them out before the second song. My cock was ready.. Except mine, apparently. He’s the rich, spoilt, son of famous mogul, Harold Chase, who passed away four years ago. Since then, Brandon has been running his father’s business. The most eligible bachelor of New York, the enigmatic CEO, was standing in front of the class ranting about architecture. And he just looked at me like I was any other student. The bastard had been best friends with my older brother since kindergarten and he doesn’t even recognize me? To top it off, he’d picked on me.. I responded to 3 guys that fit what I wanted, I picked one that could host at his place that said he loved white sissy ass He said he had a 9 inch cock and provided a pic to prove it. He gave me his address and told me to get there this morning at 10am. As soon as my wife went to work I showered, shaved, and cleaned out good. I dressed up like the sissy slut I am in a crotchless fishnet body suit, one of my wife's short skirts, panties and the spike heels I bought for a halloween costume a few.