She wanted to go down to the living room and get her briefcase that she'd left there after a work session earlier in the day. There were a few details...that she wanted to discuss with Ron again before they got to the office the next morning. The family plane would carry them all back to Washington that night, and Arlene hoped to get some sleep during the trip. She certainly hadn't gotten much over the weekend, what with Friday night extending so far into Saturday and work sessions all day. She made no attempt to button it leaving her rather bountiful breasts still exposed. I knew she liked to show cleavage since she viewed her bust as the best part of her figure. I stood quietly for a moment. I walked over to the door and opened it. She still looked surprised but closed her blouse buttoning a few buttons. She walked out. I knew she had a condo that her parents had bought for her use in college. I had been in it enough times. I figured she still had it and that would be where she. Or women. Whatever. While I've eaten pussy on rare occasions, they normally lick my cunt. Even if I do partake of a box lunch, it's extremely rare for me to go first, and it's usually a reward to one of my many pets for a stellar job.Now, the real thrill is for a formerly straight girl, or even more fun for a straight MILF, to become jelly in my presence and to serve thereafter as a twat-licking slave for my cunt. I probably sound like a pretentious bitch and I suppose I am, but the truth is. You are much more attractive as a girl than a guy. Just seeing how pretty you are is going to make me draw Stacy a little differently. Do you have a name you go by when dressed as a girl? I would think Kevin is inappropriate now." Smiling I said, "I've been going by Stacy." That got a laugh out of him and he continued, "It brings to mind that old saying about fiction mimicking real life, or is it that real life is mimicking fiction?" I replied, "I prefer the one about truth being stranger than.