That woman! She just loved to tease him. I think at times, even Wendy was scandalized at what she'd make him do. Once she had him take off his shoes - then made him step into a pair of lacy pink satin panties - and pull them up over his outer clothes. Then he had to get fastened into a matching bra - again over his outer clothes. After she had padded his bra, she led him through the store to where Amy and I were sitting enjoying complimentary cokes. I couldn't help it - couldn't stop giggling at the poor boys mortification. "Why are you wearing panties and a bra, Donna?" I finally managed to say.
"I mentioned to Marie that I thought you'd like them," he said. "She suggested that you'd get a far better idea of how they looked if I modeled..." he blushed an even deeper shade of red... "them for you."