I collected my things and did the necessary amount of post-meeting debrief with my colleagues but my mind was racing. Something led me to believe that being late was not an option. I would have no time to go back to the hotel and change. It was her home address with "6pm" written on it. As soon as I had a little privacy, I looked at it. Yakota, a slender and very pretty woman of Japanese descent, stopped next to me long enough to press something into my hand. The room began to empty and my phone buzzed again. I waited for another text from Sabine but the meeting ended without anything more from her. I accepted congratulations from the people sitting next to me. I sat back down and wondered if my lingerie and sissy play had actually been key to getting over nerves and pulling off the deal. Yakota moved for an immediate vote on my proposal and she cast the deciding yes vote. All my practice kicked in and my fifteen minutes of fame went great. Strangely enough, all this distraction allowed me to speak without worrying about what I was going to say. I'm sure I looked awkward, trying to keep my erection in the panties and trying to keep my shirt from showing bumps where the filled cups of the bustier were. give 'em a sexy show, sissy!"Īt that moment, I was introduced to speak. the ones I strapped you into with locks last night."Ī small groan escaped my mouth at this and a couple people glanced over at me. "Just imagine if I had made you wear my special high heels. I was lucky that the panties channeled it to the side and it hadn't escaped them. The shock and humiliation of my situation had my cock so hard. Right again as I felt my pants slide across my stockinged leg deliciously. "Silky thigh high stockings gartered up nice and tight." It would look awkward to put it back on just to speak to the group and now I was going to stand up with boobs in my shirt. I cursed that I'd already taken my jacket off like everyone else. I shifted slightly in my chair and I could feel her tight satin panties on my bottom and the tighter satin bustier around my body. It had been an order from Sabine that I crossdress under my suit at my "big meeting". "You're wearing my satin panties I gave you and the satin bustier we bought together to match them." You're all shaved everywhere, sissy smooth." "But you're a good little sissy, aren't you. "You know last night when I said I couldn't see the bulge of your bustier cups through your shirt? I lied." All were good looking and some were truly handsome or beautiful. Glancing around the room there were several women and more men. I felt my face burn and I reached for a glass of water to cover my embarrassment. She'd been discreet up to now but it was her message that literally caught my breath. She was also the woman to whom I'd entrusted some of my deepest secrets as part of a well-paid relationship. It was from Mistress Sabine, a woman I'd only met a few weeks ago. "Someone in the room knows exactly what you're wearing." This was my first time and instead of running through my presentation in my head I was focused on what I was wearing under my suit. I was at a meeting of the board of the corporation I work for, trying to steel my nerves for a presentation I was scheduled to make. My phone vibrated softly signaling a text.
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