I then teeter and wiggle my way home takingsmall steps home.Once home I receive a phone call from my giving a command that suddenlymakes me realize wh...t I'm wearing and allows me to remove my makeup andgo and change out of the clothes I have on and put on my male clothes,after that I did some of my work on the computer before once againtucking my feminine hair style under a hat and heading to Lisa's for myregular Friday session.Once at Lisa's office I'm greet by her with a big smile on her face. She poured everyone more coffee then went back inside. I could hear her making more coffee. When she came out she sat on my lap and curled up tucking her legs under her.Denise wasn't very big except for her tits. She was very short, just a tad overweight but a big soft double D on top. I'm not real big, not as big as Charlie is, but Denise actually felt small, like a little kid curled up in my lap. I felt protective and had to analyze how I really felt about this girl.Charlie and Shawna. Kissing my way to the crest of her venus mons....the burning heat of her still hungering pussy on my neck....There I stop, quickly sitting up, and running my hands down those long strong legs....then grabbing her feet one at a time, and tying each to the corners of the bed, leaving her legs spread wide.She is completely secured now.....helpless...My grin turns a bit wicked...while a deep blush covers her body....even now, her trust in me allows her to be extremely turned on by this situation.. Admittedly, the fact that the husband of this woman was the one who had contacted him about breeding her brought with it an undeniable ego boost; but what was wrong with that? Why wouldn't he feel such a thing? Wasn't it a natural feeling for a man to have who was being asked to breed another man's wife? Wasn't it the ultimate thrill in the on-going race to broadcast more of one's sperm, rather than your fellow sperm competitors? Wasn't that what so much depended on in Natures imperative to.