I held my breath as he pulled of my panties and my cock sprang free. It was right before his eyes and he sat back in surprise. I quickly tried to expl...in, but he soon stood up and hugged me and said he didn’t care. He cared for me and could accept me for who I was. He went on to explain that he had never really been attracted to a woman until he met me. Perhaps the fact I was a man that looked like a woman was what had got his attention at some unknown level. He then kissed me passionately and. Though with everything that was going on, it really might not be that big of a deal. Still, she knew he was close, and she kept her eyes on the head, waiting, watching. She felt his hand on her bare backside, and as she slid her leg up and over his, she pressed her wetness against his thigh, rubbing herself lightly against the firm muscles of his leg.The room now was anything but silent. Sure the television still played, murmuring drifted over the speakers, but there was now a rising sound of a. One could almost see a whole people in that one face. The hair was incongruent around her face, and almost impossibly luscious. Her strong frame forced my eyes past her nubile breasts, to the round hips, and yes! A great pair of legs. My head cleared somewhat, because I was being introduced. The angel's name was Yvette.After some chat about the conference, and maybe a little too soon, I just came out with it and asked, "Would you care to join me for dinner?"I guess I should not have been. Stop me if you've seen this movie. All he wanted was to have a nice Christmas with his family, one more time. Like me, his family was scattered all over everywhere. They had their own lives and careers and kids and all of that real life normal shit. Over the years, they'd drifted apart and become strangers. They only got together when someone died and then only for the funeral and to decide who got what of the dead relative's shit.I guess in my own way I've been wondering whether or not things.