He pulled his clothes off, careful not to rustle or clink anything as they dropped to the floor. Naked, with a hard, proud standing erection he approa...hed the bed, pulled up the covers then laid behind his wife and spooned against her back, his swollen cock probing between her thighs. His balls twitched with anticipation for her hot, tender body even as she slept. She was wearing a long night shift but that wasn’t a problem. He eased a hand between her legs and lifted the top one gently giving. He looked at a picture of him atage nine Halloween. He had a pink wig and dress with pink pantyhose andboots."Cute as a button then and just as lovely now," he thought and turnedto a photo of his parents. "Thanks for starting me on hormones early."He had one egg and a slice of bacon for breakfast before heading out tothe costume shop at the mall. He always enjoyed dressing up forHalloween. Even now that he only passed out candy to trick or treatingkids, he still liked to be dressed up when he. We all made sure to point out how drunk we were and how little we remembered. Eventually Christine went to pack her things before heading home. It was an uncomfortable five or ten minutes as mum and I sat in silence, sipping our coffees without even looking at each other. We said our goodbye's to my aunty and walked her to her car. As she drove off, I felt more comfortable and relaxed about everything and said something like 'what a crazy night' to my mum. She smiled back but immediately. It tied in back. It was the only tie. It didn't matter much. It didn't take much to cover my tittys. At sixteen I still had little boobies. Karen and the rest of my friends kept talking about boys. None of us said we ever really did it. I mean go all the way. We surfed the net and saw naked men. But that was only pictures. We also saw men and women doing it. All of us wondered what it would feel like. One girl, Sandy said she saw the real thing. "No way," I said. "How could you see the real.