I wanted to finished getting dresses and did not invite him to the house. Was going to tip him in my way when done. Don a step behind me reach out and... snapped one of my garter straps that were popping out from under my jeans. Then he did it again. I slapped his hand "naught boy" i said. Inside the kitchen he again snapped my straps "Show me" he said as he ran his hand over them. His cock was pushing out from under his pants as I started to tease him and very slowly unzipped my jeans turning. That made her laugh out loud.Just then, she heard a knock on the door.5. The Weekend ContinuesAs I stood outside Miss Emily's door waiting for her to answer my neck Inoticed that my hands were trembling. Her tone had been so harsh when shesent me to clean up I was afraid she was going to hit me. How could I havebeen so wrong? When she first saw the breakfast tray she seemed so pleased.But that stern, cold look had returned in a blink of an eye. Now I wonderedwhat she would say."Enter, sissy," I. She smiled and shook her head."I guess we can expect some complaining phone calls or more eager voyeurs in the future," she said with a sigh.I almost laughed at her, but her face turned serious."What did you do to her, to me?" she asked."Well, she was still typing, but she wanted me close," I started to explain.I kissed her cheek, and then turned her to face the computer. She clicked to open the last document from the night before. It was the graph of random numbers."She was rubbing against my. The salesman groaned. "Oh god lady, I don't know what you came here for, but that feels good, just keep on sucking...." Linda stopped and looked up at him. "Honey, I want your most expensive pair of Italian leather high heels, right now and right here. Before I go any further."& As if to accentuate her point, Linda straightened up and smoothed her dress back down. The salesman hurried down the aisle, finally finding the shoes Linda demanded. "And while you're there, an nice pair of suede boots,.