A suburban mom is dancing with two little girls. I becomes a mass of people. I break eye contact with Ben and look to the plastic tables. They are mos...ly empty now. Good job, Ben Sheppard. We dance for two more songs when Ben raises his hands as in surrender and motions that he needs a drink. I nod okay and when the song stops he takes my hand and we start to make for a row of vendors on the other side of the square. ‘Señor!, Señor!’ I hear a man call out and Ben stops. I turn with him to the. "Jesus Christ almighty", hemumbled, eyes closed, then springing open as I pulled my hand from hismouth and used it to guide the head of his cock just inside me, thensinking slowly down around him.When he came, he practically saw stars, and laid on top of me, panting,shrinking cock nestled in the little 'v' at the top of my ass-crack. Herolled onto his side and pulled me back against his sweaty belly. Imurmured and nestled into him, and they remained that way for a longwhile lost in drowsiness. My European co-workers must believe I am gay. I believe I amtransgendered. My dressing went past crossdressing a long time ago.Following taking some deep breathes, which is hindered by my waistcincher, I ask my wife if I should bother coming home. I have visionsof her posting my pictures all over the internet. Peggy tells me, "Yes,come home. I am surprisingly not that angry, more hurt that you did notshare Emma with me. It is clear she is a big part of you. You have puta lot of time and effort,. "Jerry Stiles just left about half an hour ago. Him and his boy Wade started on the pantry. We moved all that junk out to the shed, so if you go lookin' for anything..." Daddy said, watching me eat."We?" Greg looked at Daddy and laughed. "You didn't move a damn thing, Pops!" Heh!" dad grinned. "Watch your cussin' and besides," he looked at me and winked, "I was supervising." I bet," I said with my mouth full and David was shaking his head. It was nice to be home, I thought."Anyway, gonna be.