"I could go on take your daughter to work day," I told her kidding around, I was shaking I was still a little nervous. My hands were folded in my lap.
"Ooh good idea, I'm putting that in my calendar."
She pulled over and put it in her calendar.
***
The house had the fragrance of chocolate mint coffee and pound cake. We walked in and Beth did a double-take.
"Um, Nicole did you pick up the right woman?"
"I think so, but I didn't check her ID."
I was watching the two of them, they were acting so weird. I had one hand on my waist and the other fluffing up my hair. "Stop, you know it's me." I checked my nails, they looked perfect in the soft lighting of the house. I felt so feminine standing next to the two wives.
Beth got a closer look and then brought me into my room. The butt plug felt a little looser as I waltzed in, I think I was enjoying it. "Geoff is on his way over, why don't you pose on the bed or something?" She asked me while I was now posing in front of my mirror. I had my hands on my hips and pursing my lips.
Before I could respond they were gone and the door was closed. They could now have the day they wanted, chatting, drinking coffee, and talking about the people at work. I decided, there was no way I was letting Geoff have my body, and what a body it was, I looked so incredible in my mirror. I looked incredible in the light of this new room. I turned and marveled at how thin my waist was with the cincher on. I saw next to my laptop, there was a bottle of champagne on ice right on top of the vanity and some strawberries arranged very nicely. I also noticed there was music playing and I had some pictures on the wall. It looked completely like a young woman's room. My new room.
There was a light tapping on the door. He was here, I was petrified, my little 'clit' was shrinking even more. My voice was an octave higher when I said, "Hold on."
My hand was shaking as I turned the doorknob, I couldn't believe it was my hand with the perfect nails. I opened the door slowly. I was aiming for a little delay.
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