He didn't like thinking about being a girl. And hewas beginning to wonder just how many additional questions Norm wasgoing to ask him. In the meantime... he was uncertain how he shouldanswer the question. With a long sigh that surprised him, he calmlyanswered, "Not all that long really, just since last night at thebar."Norm seemed pleased by Ambrosia's reply. "Now that you've been onefor a few hours, do you enjoy being a girl, Ambrosia?"Ambrosia's face suddenly brightened, her sullen frown. I’d already decided not to have the surgery before I met Ted after my divorce and he agreed that was the smart decision to make.’ ‘How old are you?’ ‘Thirty-three but the children were quick to point out I’m not the youngest stepmother of children at their school by a long shot.’ ‘How old is Chris?’ ‘Thirty-four and McLeod, let me warn you: she is very promiscuous.’ ‘Okay, I hear you. So what do I say if she suggests we three indulged in a threesome?’ ‘McLeod! God you are provocative.’ ‘Have I. I go to a gym with my friend Ken in our town basically everyday to work out, and sometimes there was this really hot girl who worked at the front desk. She was probably 20-23 years old, maybe 5'5" 110 lbs, brunette hair with a few blonde highlights, pretty brown eyes, really really huge tits (DD?), and a huge ass. Me and Ken would frequently talk about how hot she was while we were working out.One day in a warm and sunny day in April, me and Ken went to the gym right after school, as wrestling. “Oh fuck, it feels good to have your cock going in and out of my pussy while we eat, which means I will have my dessert when we are done, I hope.”“Maybe, maybe not. I may need to fuck you a bit faster and harder, for your dessert to be ready by then.”“Let me finish eating first, then you can fuck me faster and harder, for my desert to be ready for me to eat.”Sandy and I kept eating, and I kept rocking back and forth with every fork full of food that I reached for, which kept my cock going in.