Betrayed Chapter 2

"Oh, God, that is so hot! You are going to drive me to distraction all night. Now, hurry up and get your suit on. I'm famished!"

While I was dressing, Dianna scooped up my soiled panties and rinsed them out in the sink. Returning to the stall, she stuffed them into the plastic pouch in which the stockings had been packed, resealed the tape, and dropped them into the shopping bag. Once I was together, she adjusted my tie, taking time to gently caress my thrusting new tits through my suit coat. She kissed me lightly on the lips, winked, then led me out of the stall. She paused at the sink to wash her hands, then freshen her lipstick. She bent over the countertop, ostensibly to get a better view of her task in the mirror. I knew full well it was a calculated move for my benefit. Even through the heavy fur coat, I could visualize her long, shapely, stocking-clad legs and broad, firm, shapely bottom. I stepped up to her, pressed my groin against that tempting target, and massaged her bottom with both hands.

At that moment, a pair of women entered the restroom. While the door was open, I noticed the torso-in-a-skirt symbol on the door and realized Dianna had dragged me into the Ladies restroom. I didn't think they could see my lilac lingerie and stockings under my suit; at least, I hoped they couldn't. Still, their looks of scorn for my invasion of their sanctum sanctorum were obvious. Their appraisal of the fetching vamp at the vanity, allowing herself to be pawed so shamelessly, was no better. Dianna glanced at me in the mirror and winked in obvious pleasure. She tucked her lipstick back in her purse, turned, beamed a dazzling smile, and slipped her arm through mine.

"I think we're done here, Sweetheart," she cooed. "We will leave these ladies to their business – and wishing they were me right now, with a lover like you."

We made our way to the parking lot. Dianna strutted regally, like a queen on the arm of her king. I didn't want to dwell on the irony of that comparison, nor the fact that my lingerie and bouncing breasts made me feel anything by kingly.