..First I took a pastel green dress that Amanda had forced me to model for her,but then, embarrassed at the thought of wearing an actual woman's dress..., I putit back and took the rose colored suit with the short pleated skirt; Amanda hadalso sold me a white silk blouse with lace cuffs and collar. It took some time,but soon I was again wearing the outfit that I had become almost accustomed toyesterday. Thankfully it hadn't wrinkled much!I glanced at the clock; it was already after 8, and work. It was so erotic that I never gave a thought to being in bed with her thong on listening to her tell me how big her lover's cock was.As had become the norm for us, she used my face as a pussy grinder. She let me cum in her panties again. This was definitely becoming one of our favorite scenes. It was twice now and each time she had denied actual sex but allowed me to masturbate. I was in some concern if this was becoming a new phase in our game. Was she turning me into a submissive for some. As I had my eyes open a crack I watched her put her fingers into the waistband of my shorts and slowly take them down over my hips. I had no other choice but to let her know that I was awake then because the moan that came out of her mouth would have woken the dead. ‘mmmmm… OMG… Rach’ I moan. Her response is the grab my big cock once again and stroke it and ask me if I like it. ‘Oh baby yesssssss… don’t stop’ I say. She pulls herself up onto the couch as I spread my legs so that she can. The lawyers expression turned serious. "Kyle, I assure you this is no joke. There is more information here for you, including a letter from Mister Tripps." A letter?" Kyle smiled, convinced this was the work of his buddy. He chuckled. "Let's see it then."The old man frowned but opened the second file and pulled out an envelope, the paper rich and luxurious. Kyle didn't recognise the handwriting on the front, but he opened it up and unfolded the letter. Kyle,I imagine you're in a bit of turmoil.