Apparently, using the wonder that is the cell phone network, the evening had grown from an intimate informal get-together to a formal party while I wa... not looking. I said that of course they could attend and stay at the Casa long as they liked. “Your cousin is looking forward to seeing you,” I said regarding Marta. I would drive Qwit and pick up Zar on the way to the Casa. Qwit was especially excited, Marta cooked wonderful meals, and she was sure to be very entertaining, especially to him,. He looked at me as i fucked him, i grabbed his hands and put them on my breasts, he rubbed and squeezed them as i bunched up my hair, clasped my hands behind my head, closed my eyes and enjoyed feeling his hard cock inside me, grinding my pussy on him, i was so close to cumming, i could feel he was close to cumming again so i leaned down to his face and kissed him sweetly as we kept fucking nice and slow. you like how that feels baby? i asked, so much! he said. good, i softly bit his lip and. I watched himas he moved around. He - or she? - was really pretty. So good Iwanted to tear off his clothes and ... Hell. It was Jerome. Whatwas I thinking of? In despair I remembered I had no maleequipment anyway. Maybe I had died, and this was a version ofHell.He threw me a wig and I slipped it over my own hair. I looked atmyself in the mirror. The disguise was really good. I would haveno trouble passing myself off as a woman, at least inappearance. I really was very good looking, Jerome too.. What I didn't expect was that one night with her attitude and behavior, she'd gotten extremely flirty, extremely sexual, and it wound up with her and I in the office, looking around, trying to not get caught, and shoving our tongues in each others' mouths. And I'll openly admit it was rare to get a raging hard-on from just kissing someone.Bridget opened up to me that night, we talked, and I gave her some info I hadn't given to others. I admitted I didn't wear a ring, my marriage sucked, it.