4.
So, Stella.

I met Stella on Thursday. By this moment I was discharged exclusively in women's clothes. And, of course, licked everything that I let it down. Wife, reaching another milestone, did not back down. In addition, she came up with the game: by Thursday, I had to invent a story about a bad girl who needs to be fed with sperm, to pick up an outfit, and show a miniature sketch about this bad girl. The spouse estimated, and if I tried, then I could come to an end, for example, sucking her breasts and rubbing the member on the stockings leg. But it was the highest award that I received, portraying the Red Hat. Cap instead of carrying patties to her grandmother, she sucked from Wolf. I bought a rubber penis and sucked it with gusto.

It could be different. The first time I showed a schoolgirl who did not learn the lesson, I didn’t even find an apron, but put on my bib. The wife cut off: "cheap, and commonplace." Then she threw a rubber pig at me, we had such a souvenir from China, and said: “Fuck it, bitch, five minutes have gone.”
Pig squeak, I tried, but did not have time. The next week was hell, but I came up with a story about Alice in Wonderland, who ate and drank everything she saw. I bought a dress and white knee socks, lied in the store for my wife, and deserved a lick, a wife's girl. She put one leg on the bed, and I fucked take feet and licked her pussy.

So, Stella. This Thursday, I decided to try a secretary, I bought a blouse with ruffles, pulled off a pencil skirt from my wife, I already had stockings. Panty secretary is not wearing, but I put on a thong.
Wife during the games freed me from the cell, she liked how my segment protrudes from under women's clothes. And the panties were supposed to be visible from behind from under the blouse, when I was leaning, it was part of the script.
I dressed up, and was just in the bathroom, and my dear should have come up from minute to minute. And so the key turned in the door, and I heard a strange voice.

My heart sank, and then pounded. I bullet pulled off her skirt.
- Baby, come here immediately, - shouted from the hallway wife.
Jeans! On the hanger in the bathroom were jeans! Alas, it was his wife's jeans, but it is better than nothing. I looked in the mirror. White shirt, pants, come down!
I rushed into the hallway, the spouse does not like to wait. Heck! Socks! I am in stockings, and they can be seen from under the pants! However, black - almost socks.
“Good evening, my joy,” I cooed, taking my wife’s coat.
“Meet, cat, this is Stella,” the wife introduced me to her friend.
- Very nice, Stella, and I ...
- Banality! - Stella interrupted me.
- Banality and nonsense, sees me for three seconds, and already pleased with him. Boot stuck, help. - she declared in a tone of no objection, and put her leg forward.

I automatically fell on my knees and began to unbutton the zipper. Stella had black pantyhose and a short skirt, I thought that when she sits down, you can probably see the panties. Panties! Jeans wife with a low waist, and a blouse to the waist, you can see for sure that I wear thongs!
I carefully looked up, saw or not, by chance my eyes fell under Stella's skirt, and immediately ran into her eyes, burning with fire: “Shall we stare? Or help? "
I blushed and lowered my eyes: "Now, now."