I had no inclination toward women's clothing for any reason for many years until one day I was putting on some roller skates, I had an odd feeling abo...t the way the straps looked and how the were similar to a ladies sandal. I had a wave of compelling feelings come over me, my mother wasn't home and knew she wouldn't be for some hours, I wondered what it would feel like to put on her stockings and shoes and I needed to find out straight away. I went to her bedroom and took off my clothes and. Andrew started to breathe heavy and moaned. Thats no excuse. I said, as I continued to slowly jack Andrew off. You must be punished. I said, as I took my hands away from Andrews cock. I walked around the desk and said, Take your jeans and boxers off Andrew. He looked up at me with terror in his eyes then looked at the door. Mrs. Collins what if somebody comes to the door? Then youll just have to risk them seeing what a freak you are. I said in a flat voice. Andrew sheepishly pulled his shoes. Nothing sufficed to thaw, no entreaty to comprehend, no path to puzzle. He was without illumination and the boat unsalvageable. There would be no admission; paradise was lost.As time passed his focus altered to an appropriate means of noting the approaching birthday of his most able and agreeable secretary. Casting about for a reasonable means of suggesting her value without embarrassing her, he stumbled onto an old recipe for a most elaborate German chocolate cake. Known to be bereft of. The one thing neither of us could broach was the reason why we were there.Dinner took nearly two hours, and we were both much more relaxed by the time we left to head out of town to the Hyatt in Fruitland. We talked little on the forty-five-minute trip, but I kept stealing glances at the woman beside me, still unbelieving that this was actually happening.We checked into the hotel and rode the elevator up to our floor, holding hands like a couple teens might. Naturally, I couldn’t get the key in.