Joe looked down.Joe looked down. The square necked blouse opened up about half-way up his breasts, their creamy white tops were revealed, and the cleavage created by Joe's underwire bra left nothing to any onlookers imagination. The blouse was taut across Joe's bust. He noticed the outline of his nipples projecting out against the silk. "Is everything they make me wear going to fit like this?" wondered Joe. Monica handed Joe a pair of black patent leather pumps. Joe sat down to put them on. Looking at the spike heels, he was amazed that he could even stand up in them, let alone walk around. Monica held out a black skirt as Joe stepped into it, then tugged it up over his hips. |