As she came closer to me as another fat old lady came for a seat, the back of the auto was houseful. The moment she came closer to me, her legs touche... mine and then, at that very moment I was almost breathless as I felt her hot thighs touching my legs. It gave me an instant boner making me very uncomfortable. I could feel heat dissipating from her thighs, something I have never felt till date in my life. As the auto went on I was feeling both nervous and excited about sitting next to a hot. A fifteen-year-old was no match for my strong willpower. I stared resolutely at the television."Did I mention I'm wet? Can you feel it?"Two sparkling pale blue eyes laughed at me when I growled at her. She burst into laughter when I threw the little tease over my shoulder and she squealed with delight when I fondled her ass, carrying her upstairs. She laughed harder when she bounced on the bed and Jesus she was gorgeous, absolutely gorgeous, my heart palpitating at the sight of her.I stripped,. I now spend every waking moment thinking about it and I masturbate constantly to the fantasy of doing it. I've become consumed with the thought of actually doing it for real. I can no longer control these urges. It has gotten so bad that I even fingered my pussy at work. I know that I am becoming obsessed and I haven't the will power to stop what I know must happen.I began to study how it was done and what was the safest way. The Internet has proven to be a wealth of information as well as my. I decided to wear a pair of my mom’s dark navy pantyhose with one of my sister’s jean skirts and a blue and white sweater with some black 3 1/2 heels.I put my makeup and wig on. I felt so sexy en femme. I just couldn’t believe I was getting a chance to crossdress and not have to worry for a while as my mom was at work. I just ended up crossdressing, doing the things I normally would, which felt so good hearing my heels and hose rub together and my heels on the floor when I would walk.After a.