Since the job posting is for an advertising agency, Vicky expected a much more inviting looking entrance. There aren't any windows, just a solid stee...l door, and a large steel garage door. Both of them are closed. Nevertheless, Vicky needs a job that pays well, and fast. Her landlord gave her a week to catch up on her late payments on her rent, and the last thing she wants to do is move back home with her parents.As Vicky approached the door, the door unlocked itself and even popped open. . "I don't seem to have much choice do I. OK." I said reluctantly. Iput the panties on. As I did so, she picked up my corset and when I'dfinished, wasted no time wrapping it round me and hooking it up at thefront. Having my wife towering over me whilst dressing me in a corset,I couldn't look her in the eye, I was struggling to accept the positionshe'd put me in, or I'd put myself in."Right, spin around," she commanded. I turned around. The laces werestill loose. I felt a knee in my back. ?Nnnn...aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!? there was that girl again. Nick realizedhe was the one making that nymphomaniac scream. ?Stop!? he yelled asauthoritatively as he could, but it came out as a breathy, femininewhisper. He tried again, this time with all of the energy andconcentration his quivering body could manage ?Nnno, this is wrong.How, what? I am the boy!?Jennifer sat up looking confused, then angry, then very angry. ?Nicole!Look. I know you, like, have a serious case of penis envy or. “Oh, that would be fun, OK, how about “The G**** Seed”? She gave me directions, I secured everything, had her climb into the passengers seat, and as she climbed in I noticed for the first time as her skirt rose to allow her to sit down, her black hose exposed up to the top of her thigh. So, she did have great legs, and I knew they were panty hose, but no sign of any panties. My immediate picture of Kim had suddenly taken on a whole new dimension. So this lovely young woman that I had thought.