Sharon stood there practically breathless from the intense sexual tension she was experiencing. My wife unhooked her bra letting the straps fall from ...her shoulders. I am not sure either of us were breathing as her breasts were soon bare and open for viewing. I imagined how our friend would be all eyes on her tits which were soft mounds of flesh with small pink nipples in the center. I waited as my wife then looked down at her body for a second or two and tugged at the sides of her panties. I went upstairs and told Kirsty the receptonist that Mrs Brooks wanted to see me. I had heard but not seen the boss Lorraine Brooks before but had heard plenty about her. She was late 30s early 40s and widowed from ken her husband who she had worked for in the accounts department before she married him and had been 30 years younger than him.He had died of a heart attack whilst at work and the rumour was he had been fuck ing her over the desk at the time.. After about 10 minutes the phone rang. Taking a man up the ass was always reinforced by society, by family, and by friends as being the ultimate violation of his masculinity, the ultimate humiliation that any man could face. It was supposed to turn a man into less than a true man, into another man's bitch. Instead, it felt incredibly liberating and wild ... it was such a moment of heat and lust, such an intimate act as well, to have another man to explore his deep, once virgin asshole ... to have another man pleasure his prostate in. One item on the list was new panties. Guy's cock needed a larger gusset in which to be contained; but they could still be very sexy. And he needed his own bra's too.But when Margo wanted to be welcomed back from the office by "Gill" in a maids uniform it seemed a bit extreme to Guy; at first.Margo though used a stick and carrot approach for Guy's gradual conversion. She found that with her subtle use of the cock-ring during sex sessions she could bend "Gill" to her ways of behaviour.And when.