I told hera little about my transvestitism and about my unhappiness as a lonely,closeted crossdresser. She told me how much she admired a guy who coul...admit his feminine side and invited me out with her friends later thatweek.Over the next few weeks we went out frequently. It was made veryapparent to me that she was not interested in me as a conventionalboyfriend, she appeared to have a number of those, but liked my companyand wanted me as a genuine friend. Sure I found her attractive. At5'6",. NO!I almost shouted it in the church. I wouldn’t do this again. I’d kill myself first.And then what? Wake up to start the whole nightmare over again?Maybe ... just maybe ... this was an opportunity to do it right.All I needed to do was decide what would make it right.Fuck!I was a forty-two-year-old woman trapped in my seventeen-year-old body. My head knew all kinds of things jumbled together in a mad chaos of experience and inexperience. I’d spent twenty-five years saying, ‘If I had it to do. I grab her ass cheek with one hand as I finger her, then switch hands, then run my hands up and down her back again.After a pause, a pat her cheeks a little harder with both hands, watching the skin ripple slightly, then grab hold of both, massaging them outward. I spread her butt cheeks apart, thumbs digging into her inner thighs, listening to her sigh with pleasure as her pussy lips open to give me a view of the wet pink insides.“Ohhh, yesss,” she breathes heavily. “Uuuuoooo....” She juts her. After delivering Mark, Junior, Pat strived to regain her figure and succeeded so well that she was now lighter than before though she was breast feeding! I couldn't keep my eyes off her. Her hips seemed to move a little extra for me. She admitted that she wanted to look really good again for two reasons. First, she wanted my appreciative looks at her and, second, she was planning on another child. She said, "I figured that, if I have a smoking hot body, you won't be hard to seduce."I said, "For.