.not right next to me, but always so he could see me. After about an hour I called it a day and headed into the changing rooms to shower off, I was sw...eaty as fuck with a solid pump in my chest and arms, feeling good. I walk into the group showers, and who's in there? The little twink...not really washing himself, just kinda shuffling awkwardly, giving me nervous glances. Ok, I get it now, I understand why he's been following me. So I walk to the towel rack, take off my towel and face him dead. She looked at me "Wow, what are you trying to do – seduce him or fix him?" "Both" I smiled. "I want him to have one thing on his mind" "Well, let's see where he is. Oh boy look at this, he's at it already. You must have had quite an effect!" I smiled grimly. Today was the day. I picked up the phone and dialled Sylvia. "We're on, just give me a couple of minutes to sneak back into the outer office, then ring the fire alarm, just don't forget to broadcast the apology for the false alarm" . He pulled the dress and bra aside and looked as one of the silicone'blobs' dropped out and hit the floor with a 'plop!'. He repeated theprocedure on the other side and another 'plop!' was heard as the other'blob' smacked against the tiled floor."My God!!" he spluttered. "They're real," and they were too. He looked at himself in the mirror as he straightened his chest areaand noticed stray hairs poking out in all directions from the wig, sohe decided to do something about it.As soon as he. " "You have an ass that needs fucking."I don't know if it was the finger-fucking or the way Jane was talking to me but I couldn't help myself. I lost all control. I found myself moaning out loud and humping her finger."Please don't stop," I heard myself say."Don't stop what?" Jane asked.My male pride made me hesitate for a moment. Jane had stopped moving her finger."Say it." "Don't be ashamed." "It's perfectly alright," Jane encouraged. "Ask me for what you want."I don't remember ever being so.