I started to get more and more sad, not knowing what she was thinking. Birthday comes. Everything is what I imagined. My parent's would not let me out...side, so I was assuming they had gotten me a car. My excitement was out of this world. But deep down, I was unhappy because Jamie didn't show up. Walking around the house, pacing, thinking if I should call her or not. But I decided against it and just told myself she had better things to do.My parents called for me and everyone to go to the living. Honestly, the sleeve felt really great. I have no idea why I hadn’t bought one before then. I heard “Daddy what hole do you want to cum in… They’re all yours.” Yeah, that got me close. Then she grunted “I’m cumming on your cock again daddy.” Her grunts pushed me right to the breaking point as I heard her ride out her orgasm. I kept stroking and then heard the water turn off. I froze because the water was no longer masking the sounds of the slippery toy gliding across my cock. I needed to cum so. "Very nice!" Emily said when she saw the result, "Now in get out the black lace backless bra and matching panties from the chest of drawers and put them on."Paul finally seeing he had no choice and having learned not to anger Emily too much took out the stated items and put them on, with little trouble he tucked away his male genitalia. "What now?" he asked quietly."Put these on!" Emily said passing Paul a dark blue/black floor length dress with no back, a slit to thigh level and a halter neck. I was euphoric. I could never have imagined I'd be doing this today when I came in earlier to investigate Jen's workplace. The investigation had turned down a different path. An investigator is sometimes known as a private dick, but in my case, the "private dick" status had nothing to do with investigating. I wasn't discovering what Jen did – I was enjoying myself. And I was enjoying Amber.Somehow, deep in my spirit, despite my erotic haze, I knew this was wrong. I just had come too far to back.