Emerald green mock turtle neck sweater which hugged my upper body and swelled around the B-cups just reached the beltline of my slacks. Khaki polyester/cotton slacks tugged tightly over my ass and underneath where I could feel them press the lock against my 'taint' before loosening in front which allowed some space for my caged dick and balls. The pants contoured down my legs and ended just above the tops of the inch and a half heeled boots. I looked pretty much just like I always looked, well, I normally wasn't so, umm, large in the breasts. L didn't often have me wearing a padded bra to work. And the pants, I was used to wearing the boy-cut jeans, I never even noticed the little differences anymore, like the shortness of the fly, or the smaller pockets in back, or even the way it seems that the front pockets are pointed kinda in and back instead of straight down. These were really feminine and they made my shape appear more feminine. Anyone that looked would have to either know me. I swiftly sit properly in the chair and look down at my fumbling hands, unsure of how to gauge his reaction. Looking up, I see him unbuttoning his crisp white shirt whilst looking into Sarah's bedroom window. "Ahhh, so that's what all the commotion is about, huh?" he said sarcastically, undoing his belt and pulling it loose from his trousers and into his hands. "You've been spying, have you? That's very naughty, I ought to punish you." My feelings of guilt and shame quickly leave me as our eyes meet and he doubles up his belt and cracks it, giving me an indication of what was to come. "I, uh, I didn't think you'd be home so soon", I stuttered, my horniness increasing more and more with each step he takes towards me. He kneels down to untie his shoes, all the while never taking his eyes off mine...until, on his hands and knees, he crawls towards me. His eyes drift downwards and before I know it, he lifts my leg back into its previous position, hanging over the arm of the chair. He is.
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