I just sorta stammered and didn't really say anything, my heart was POUNDING and my mouth was dry. Stomach was doing flips."Dude, it's ok. This isn't ...he first time I've been around a guy that couldn't stop staring. So turn around." The last bit he said a bit more authoritatively. I kinda shuddered, and turned my head.I could tell why he'd won awards for bodybuilding, he was the epitome of Man. Every muscle was clearly defined, and he wasn't even flexing. Completly hairless, I assumed for. My bedroom has an ensuite. It is located in a quiet cul-de-sac in a quiet neighbourhood where everyone keeps to themselves. It is perfect for me. Perfect because I am single (due to a messy divorce where she got everything except the debts), perfect because I work odd hours, and prefect because I like my privacy; oh, and also perfect because I am a closet transvestite. Like most crossdressers, for most of my adult life I have had the urge to dress-up as a woman for short periods of time, and I. Trying not to think about it I told him OK, I needed the money and did not want to chicken out. I stood back up and turned around. He started rubbing my pregnant belly and leaned in to suck my tits. I reached over and undid his belt and zipper. His pants fell to the floor and I rubbed his cock through his boxers. I was really getting wet by then, knowing we could be interrupted, I was cheating on my fianc?and I loved getting my tits sucked. He was average size, maybe 6 ½ when hard, and he. Only a minimum of sucking and rubbing of Judy's G-spot brought her off. The three lovingly washed each other and dried off. They adjourned to the bed and spent the next several hours in heavy 3-way love making.Jeff and Ann had come home from school to find the house empty. Ann remarked, "They must be on a mission. No telling how long before they get back. Let's go for a swim. I'll meet you there as soon as I shuck these clothes."Jeff remarked, "You're on. Last one in is a rotten egg!" He.