Our sex life was ok, but it certainly had waned over the years to become more routine and uneventful. We knew each other's bodies and what we liked, w...at we didn't like, what we needed to do to make the other one cum. There were no surprises. My 10 year high school reunion was coming up and since high school, we had moved to a different state. My wife had gone to a high school in the same city, but it was different than mine. We made plans to travel. My in-laws would watch the kids and we would. "She'll probably be a rebellious little prude and turn out to be some insufferable school marm," said Natty."Masturbating behind the desk and seducing the lucky adolescents, fucking their little penises or licking their mini quims in secret after class," said Joseph.After stopping at the hotel where one of the suites was available, made cheap by a seductive wink and an extended tongue and a whispered promise to the night manager, her large body making the uniform two button jacket impossible to. Early Saturday afternoon we all met at Rose's house and she helped me get ready. Lots of shaving, I had a goatee, makeup, and laughter. As I was pulling the dark panty hose on, under the assistance of Rose, I couldn't help but feel aroused. Rose helped stuff my bra and get me as presentable and feminine as I could be. Now I'm by no means a girly man, and to me I still looked like a guy. But I still felt pretty hot!We drove to the city, about 45 minutes away. Walking down the street we were all. I want you to be happy. It's been so long, I didn't know if we were still friends. I missed talking to you."That was one of the corniest things she had heard me say in a while and her face showed it."Jeez, Rocket, it hasn't been that long. You have to stop using me as an excuse; I deserve better. If you wanna waste your time feeling sorry for yourself, I won't try to stop you. But that's on you, not anyone else."That wasn't the type of response I was hoping for. She was right. I was looking for.