"Where do you think you're going? Put them on here," she said.With blushing cheeks he dropped the towel and then stepped hurriedlyinto the panties. Th...e ruffles all over the knickers rustled as heslipped them up his legs. She walked over to inspect the result. She hadher hand over the lace ruffles fluffing them out."That's much better. Now I have finished working on the fit of the dressand the bodice is a much nicer shape. But this does mean that you mightstruggle to get into it so you'll need. Hopefully I canmove up the corporate ladder and either move to another building orpossibly run a FGI facility when we start expanding globally.A few minutes later and my interviewer Amanda comes in and greets me.She made Sasha look like a trashy whore by comparison. I could notbelieve how beautiful the women at Femco are. I know that their staffhas more females than any other company of their calibur. Amanda was astunning redhead in a white blouse and black pencil skirt. She waswearing some of. One of his hands slid along my leg to feel the curve of my thigh. It found the waistband of my leggings, and breaking the kiss he dragged the material down, rolling it off with swift precision. My hips lifted to help him get it off before my hand drops down to touch his belt. His lips were once more on mine, urgent and hard. His tongue slipped inside my mouth as I tried to concentrate on undoing the buckle, but it was hard enough with the way he was kissing me.He was much better at multitasking. It turned outshe had read a bit about drag queens on the internet.The following morning I was just putting my socks on when Christinestopped me. "Not so fast! I have seen those wandering eyes of yours!I think I have the cure."Christine handed me a packet of black opaque pantyhose."Here, let me put them on you." I sat there as Christine explained andshowed me how to roll on my pantyhose caressing my legs as she did so.As she had just finished my knees rubbed together and I was amazed athow it.