Ann uncrossed her legs and rolled up closer to where I sat, her knees right next to mine. “It’s OK,” Ann responded, her bare knees pressing agai...nst my leg, her hands clasped and resting in her lap. I was nervous. Ann reached down and fiddled with the ankle strap to her heels. I need to get more comfortable,” Ann remarked, adding, “I hope you don’t mind.” “Do your employees like working here?” I pressed on, as Ann slipped off one high heel shoe and then the other, setting each shoe on the table.. He washed himself and I tried to not look too much. After some minutes he came up beside me again, and laiddown completly naked beside me. I felt a bit uncomfortable, but he started talking like nothing happend, and I got more and more aroused by seeing him, and it was a nice feeling between my legs. I could feel how wet I became, and I excused myself and went to the small toilet. My bikini bottoms was completly wet, and I had a big wet spot on my red underwear. I hoped he havent noticed, and. During our encounters we would often discuss our sexual fantasies, as I said she had a kink for CFNM and I revealed to her a long time fetish for skintight clothing, I wore tights and Lycra catsuits when I was younger along with jodhpurs and knee length riding boots all for my own sexual gratification. The first time I wore tights they were my sisters sheer tan tights that she wore for college. I was in the house alone one Summer holiday, I had been curious about tights for a while and I found. When she had complied, he turned his attention to Jennifer. “I want you to go sit on her lap,” he said. Jennifer walked over timidly and sat on her sister’s lap. Tom left for a moment and returned from the kitchen carrying a baby bottle filled with apple juice. “Until I say otherwise, Jennifer, you will now act like a baby,” he said. “You are able to crawl, but not walk. You can only speak in baby gibberish. Although in your mind you will know exactly what is going on. Each new humiliation will.