I moaned quietly as I ran my hands over my perky, breasts and turned to the side to look at my ass in the mirror, before running my hands over my womb...knowing I wouldn't keep this figure once I started showing I was pregnant again.Life had been difficult since my divorce. My daughter actually hated me as a mother, and blamed me for ruining her perfect life and moved away in disgust with her friends. It was a huge struggle trying to keep this dark secret at bay that I was fucking my own son and. I'd start there, and then try a few other places. This would be embarrassing and quite tough, but what choice did I have?I garnered my money and got in my car. Man, how was I going to explain this? At least they wouldn't think it was for me. The clothes would be way too small. I found a parking space and walked into the store.Man, this shopping trip felt so strange. Buying clothes was never a real thrill for me, and now I was going to try and select clothing for a gender I had never been.. He had not traveled much and was curious about the protocols of business in France. Annette answered as many of his questions as she could and Sebastian was genuinely thankful for her assistance. After dessert and coffee, Annette thanked Sebastian for being her dinner companion, said she would love to have joined him for an after-dinner drink, but excused herself on the grounds she had work that needed her attention before the next morning. As she left, she placed a hand on his chest and kissed. "Thanks for the positive feedback. If you are nearBoston, let me know. :))))))"Did you enjoy that?" I muttered into his ear.He grinned, his boy smile lighted up his face evenmore."You know I did, sweet old man!."I then went to the bath, cleaned myself off quicklyand returned with a hot, wet towel to do the same toMike. As I did, he purred - cat like. His beautifulboy cock was once again hard. I bathed him gently."I can't compete with that!" I said, half laughing."We'll see. I may be able.