Annie had a big grin on her face as she got off the bed. She came up on her toes with her hands above her naked body as she showed off to me and stretched at the same time. "Daddy, I need a hot shower before we go out for coffee."
I was kicked back in my office chair with my feet up on the desk at the end of her bed. She had slept naked on her side with her knees drawn up. The crystal head of the butt plug in her ass was on full display for me. Watching it rock slightly as her inner muscles grabbed it made me smile.
"Do you need me to scrub your back?" I asked.
With a giggle, she replied, "My back wouldn't be all you'd scrub. Anyway, I slept longer than I meant too. I need to hurry if we're going to make our meeting at the café."
"Your meeting at the café. I'll just be along for immoral support," I replied with a grin.
"After that walk up the stairs, I can believe the immoral part," she whispered as she headed for the bathroom.
"Leave the door open," I said as she went into the bathroom.
She grinned at me over her shoulder. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
*****
As Annie showered, I packed the green wig, the shirt, the skirt, the thigh high stockings, and the high heels she had worn earlier into a small gym bag. If things worked out with the waitress then I would have a surprise for both of the young ladies.
Annie came out of the bathroom still drying off with a towel. She looked around and asked, "Uh, where did my clothes go?"
"You're wearing the same thing you wore the first time we met," I said with a big smile.
With a groan, she whispered, "You made me so messy that day."
I chuckled and shook my head. "No, you made you so messy that day. I was the cleanup crew when we got back here."
With a chuckle, she replied, "And then the cleanup crew needed a cleanup crew."
"It was your idea to sit on my face as you sucked my dick again," I pointed out.
She tossed the towel on the bed and went to her closet. She hurriedly found the blue wig, the corset, the half jacket, and the short skirt, she had worn that day. She tossed the clothes on the bed and went to pick up her thigh high boots.
"High heels," I said. "Black ones."
With a groan she bent at the waist and sorted among her shoes until she found a matching pair of black high heels. Her ass was pointed at me and the jewel on the butt plug was on full display. She looked at me from between her legs as she wiggled her ass.
As she straightened up, she looked over her shoulder. "I thought you were going to pull that plug out and plug something else in."
I shook my head. "Someone was in a big hurry and took all the stuffing out of the replacement plug," I told her.
She giggled and licked her lips as she turned around. "I sure did and came so hard I needed a nap."
"So get a move on before you miss a chance at a nearly virgin pussy to lick," I said pushing buttons.
She gave me a sharp look as she grabbed the blue wig off the bed. Her mouth opened as if she was going to protest but then it closed as she hurried over to her makeup table to put on the wig and her face.
The corset with the small half cups supporting her full breasts took the most time to get on to her liking. Putting on a pair of black thigh high stockings gave her a chance to flash me several ways. The short denim skirt was next and then the half jacket.
She had the bottom of the zipper on the half jacket connected and played with the pull as she slip on her high heels. When she had the shoes on, she turned my way and zipped the jacket all the way up.
I smiled at her and said, "The waistband of the skirt goes under the front and back edges of the corset."
She chuckled and whispered, "So observant," as she worked the skirt down slightly and moved the rounded bottom of the corset over the waistband. Now there was a part of her sides and hips showing where the corset was cut upward in an arch.
"Much better," I said as I stood up and slipped my shoes on. I walked over to her and kissed her on the forehead. As I did, I pulled the zipper on the jacket down halfway.
She groaned as she looked down at the skin and cleavage showing between the lapels of the jacket. "That, that's a little much isn't it?" She asked with a shiver.
"That is the way you will wear it on the street," I said and then reached over and unzipped the jacket completely. "This the way you can wear it to the lobby."
She made a whimpering sound and slowly rolled her shoulders. A deep groan came to her lips as she did. "Daddy, the satin liner rubs my nipples even when I breathe with it undone."
"Doesn't it though," I said with a grin. "Not to mention if you turn too fast, one breast or the other will be exposed. A good way to flash if the urge hits you."
With a shiver, she whispered, "That urge as you call it, is with me most of the time."
"Shall we go," I said as I waved my arm to indicate that she was to go first.
As I opened the door to the hall, I asked, "Stairs or elevator?"
She giggled as she walked out into the hall without looking either way. "The stairs would be orgasmic with the butt plug in but the elevator would be faster."
Waiting for the elevator, she put her hands in the pockets of the short jacket. She used those to open and close the front of the jacket as she flashed her bare breasts at me. Her nipples were hard enough for the circles underneath each one to have a crinkled look.
In the elevator, she stood next to me facing the door with the jacket held wide open. She took a deep shivery breath as we descended. "You know if that door opens and there is someone there, I'm going to come like crazy."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," I said with a grin.
She closed the jacket as the doors opened for the lobby. I zipped it up halfway and she took her hands out of her pockets. "Shall we," I said as I took her hand and led her out of the elevator. I had to smile at the way her shoulders came back and her breasts rose higher.
"Excellent," I told her as I paused to open the street level door.
She had a big smile on her face as she walked down the front steps. She was chewing on her bottom lip by the time she reached the sidewalk. She took a deep breath and whispered, "The butt plug rocking and my nipples rubbing on the satin as my breasts bounce freely. Like I said earlier, we need a building with more steps."
I turned us in the direction of the café and said, "Your breasts bouncing under that jacket are breathtaking to behold."
She giggled as she started to walk with one foot in front of the other. Her hips swiveled nicely and her breasts moved in counter point. I knew the plug was holding her attention on one end and her nipples on the other.
So far she hadn't seemed to notice the old gym bag in my other hand.
*****
We arrived at the café a few minutes after four. I led us back to the table we had sat at earlier. Annie was distracted looking for the young waitress. She wasn't in sight. A waitress we hadn't seen before took our order and headed off toward the serving counter.
"I was going to ask if she had left already," Annie whispered, "But I don't know her name."
"That sounds like us that first day," I replied.
A moment later, the young blonde waitress came out of a door marked 'Office' next to the bathroom doors. Annie's face blossomed into a broad grin. The waitress wore a sloppy t-shirt and long shorts. She paused and looked around. Her smile was as big as Annie's as she headed our way.
She hurried over and sat down across from Annie. They both just sat there grinning at each other. To break the ice, I said, "Do you always change clothes here after work?"
