Scrambling back to the mirror, I gasped in disbelief. It wasn't my facelooking back at me either -- it was some girl's face."Holy fucking shit!" I bre...thed in that tinny alto.I slapped the glass of the mirror, gasping in dismay as either handtried to cover up that face. Then they flew to either cheek, and I pawedat the skin. That scruffy-looking girl looked like she was going to cry.She had shaggy brown hair, green eyes, and pale, cream-colored skin witha hint of freckles across her nose. One. ”“Don’t pull that bullshit on me. I love those children more than anything.”“Anything except our family. Have you already introduced the kids to your lovers?”She looked at me like I had two heads.“First, there are not lovers, plural. Second, no they have not met him. That would have made keeping our affair secret very difficult. But now that you know, maybe I will.”“I’ll kill him ... and you ... if you ever do that until after the divorce is completely over and done.”“You aren’t going to. Chris sensed the fact that I was uncomfortable. She whispered in my ear "If only they knew all of the cum I licked from your ass". We grabbed two coffees to go and headed out."So Eric said I needed to get something kinky to wear the kinkier the better" she announced.A chill ran down my spine thinking about my present situation. Here I was a closet cross dresser. Walking down the street hand in hand with a young lady that looked young enough to be my daughter. "So define kinky wear" I. She was looking at me so was I and was opening her saree. Within few minutes she was in her blouse and petticoat. I came nearer to her and I moved my finger from her forehead to lips to neck line den on her right hand till her fingers.. She was liking the touch as she closed her eyes and touch did give her goosebumps.I made her stand by the wall and started smooching her then I kissed her neck line pressing her right boob at same time. She let out a moan.. ahhhhh. Go easy you fool.. I smiled.