I should have said no, I should have fought, but I chose not to. Morbid as it may be and how inconceivable some may find it; this was MY fantasy come ...rue. Standing there in my bedroom, frozen in place, unsure if it was from fear or excitement I let this stranger play with my swollen breast. Soon after I felt his arm move away from my waist and down towards my wet, stirring pussy. I could feel it wanting, growing, and begging for attention. It has been awhile since I have received this type of. She brought me a cold drink and stood my me watching as I changed the alternator. I had her reach over and help and purposely dropped a wrench or too that I asked her to get down and crawl under the car to retrieve for me. She knew I was looking, I knew she was looking. When I was finished, I said I need to wash up. She let me to the main bathroom where I washed up, taking my shirt off to rinse and dry I walked out wiping my body and pulling my shirt back down. She sat at the kitchen table. I made my decision right there and calledAlice from my car to accept her invitation for the following weekend. Saturday arrived and I packed my overnight bag for my trip to Alice'shouse. I decided on a form fitting black jersey dress and knee highboots with high heels for my outfit. I packed black seamed hose, agarter belt, panties and a bra, my D cup silicone forms and foam hipsand butt panty, along with some sleepwear and a male outfit for the ridehome. I dressed in a black knee length. ’ She shuffled in her purse and quickly scribbled on an old envelope. ‘Are you okay?’ I asked. ‘I’m fine… No.., no I’m not. I’m nervous.’ I chuckled. ‘Okay.’ ‘See you tomorrow,’ and I walked away. Glancing over my shoulder I nearly broke out laughing. She’d dropped her pencil, and then her foot slipped as she bent to pick it up. The keys slipped from her hand and she couldn’t insert the key into the lock. (It was comical.) —- Mrs. Jordon greeted me in the morning and we talked. I surmised she.