She limped her way back to the living room. She tugged her blindfold up a small smidge, just enough to glance down at her little cell phone. She sent ...a text to him of what happened. He replied and told her to sit. So there she sat, broken and crying. That poor little girl had failed. She was a failure. She could not please Him. Her body still shook. She wanted to die. Right then and there, she wished she was home so she could sleep and not wake up. Surly He would not a little girl who could not. I could seethe disgusted, disapproving looks on most of my male, and a few of myfemale employees, were giving me. There were over 20 employees in theoffice. They were the only employees of my company I dealt, leaving mycompany's subsidiaries to be dealt with by those employees.If I was in their shoes, I would have been just as shocked as theywere. I can't blame them for their reactions given that it's just notthat common of an occurrence for your male boss to show up in a dress,tights and. “Ohhhhhhhh, your husband is a naughty, naughty boy,” she squeaked, “his cock is already standing straight up.”“That does not surprise me,” she responded, “he has always had a thing for huge tits.”“You mean…like these!” she said as she undid the knot holding her bikini top in place over her massive titties. I thought I was going to cum in my pants right then and there. She continued dancing and kissing and blowing on my neck. When she was fully naked she bent over and showed me her pussy from. Let's see, I have Tuesday or Thursday open," I said."How about Thursday… do you have anything in the afternoon? I have to make sure that my daughter is home from preschool," she said."I have Thursday at 3:00 which is our regular time or Thursday at 4:30. Which would be better for you?" I asked."3:00 is okay I guess. That way I'm not late fixing dinner for David and Lisa," she said.I walked Judy to the front door of the office. "Peter, I really do appreciate what you have done for me today..