The wine was flowing and everyone was having a great time, all of a sudden a voice from behind me said, " wow, she ha got some body on her , just look... at that arse, and I bet she is not wearing any knickers either" , I turned round to see the area manager and my boss admiring the view," well Im sorry to dissapoint you guys but I am and Im sure your wives are looking for you, " Id give anything for ten minutes with you" my boss said, and the area manager agreed, adding that although his wife. Ignoring that thought I forged ahead, opened her dresser and selected a pair of lavender colored cotton panties and slipped them on. When Claire was younger she had a shape like a pencil and used a padded pantybrief and some breastforms to give her some shape. I had found them while I was in her room dressing once, and made sure I left them right where I found them. I slipped on the pantybrief, adjusting the pads to suit me. The pantyhose went on easily, but the nylon against my now naked skin. Then having parted her thighs wide, she bent over and touched her toes. There she remained, bottom curving tightly, everything on display.“O-Ohh... n-no... how can she?” wailed Lara.“You, my girl, are shortly going to find out,” promised Miss Valdi.“Posture Number 3.”Renata now knelt erect, placing her hands on top of her head, shoulders well back. “Note,” said Miss Valdi, flicking one of Renata’s nipples, “that this girl is sticking her tits well out. That is correct. You will do so. I’m sorry, I guess my brain was out of gear for a minute there.”He pulled the key out of his pocket and put it into the slot, turned it and the door opened.The teller said, “Just let me know when you’re done. Meanwhile, I’ll get that statement printed out for you.”“Yeah, thanks.”As she left the vault, he pulled the long, shallow box from the slot and set it on the pull-out shelf. His heart was pounding in anticipation as he unlatched the lid and flipped it up.Papers. Several official looking.