Bellewent to the fridge and came back with a bowl big enough to hold acantaloupe, that she set in the table, by her chair. She had also takena large ...plastic spoon. When she took the lid off the bowl, he sawsomething reddish-purple and pasty."Mmmm," she said. "Strained beets." Belle leaned in to tell himconfidentially, "I made them myself."Todd's lips drew down in a caricature of dislike. She scooped up aheaping mouthful. He refused to open up. Belle grew irritable. Shebumped the spoon. She was fantastic. She closed the shop at 6pm and after a cup of tea,we busied ourselves getting some of the necessary garments together.Panties and panty hose were easy. The bra took a couple of try-ons. (Ibought a lacy black and a plainer white number) I also bought a pantygirdle to nip my waist and hide my bulge. Jenny, the manageress wasgreat fun, and made several references to my obvious pleasure. It wasdecided I would wear a straight black skirt, just below the knee, ablouse with a round. Bitch"My balls tightened, I didn't know what to say. Luckily Pete knew exactly what I was supposed to say. “Say thank you daddy" “Thank you daddy" I croaked. Pete obviously handed the phone back to Kerry. “Hi baby" Kerry said “Are you ok?” I asked.“Yes baby, I love daddy’s big cock, I’ll be home soon.” Kerry squealed and then the phone went dead. I could only imagine what had induced that noise. I felt like such a loser, calling the man fucking my wife ‘daddy’. At the same time it thrilled me.. ’ I showed myself out of his office, and nearly plowed down a short scrawny girl walking into the room. ‘Oh!’ she said, hitting the ground. ‘Ah, damn, I’m so sorry.’ I reached down, and picked her up with one arm, and her purse and coat with the other. I kept my arm around her back as I pulled her up. ‘Hey, you’re the new guy huh?’ She made like she was reaching for her coat, and instead ran her hand along my shoulder. ‘We needed a nice strong man to help us poor little girls around here.’.