I did go ahead and retire, taking a partial lump sum and we used it to buy a lake house at a private lake an hour or so from our house, a nice two bed...oom house with a huge fenced backyard and in ground pool. About a month after I retired, my wife Terri told me one night that she would have company over the weekend and I was to dress appropriately. I was to shave my body completely and have my toenails and fingernails painted bright red and wear heels, black seamed stockings with a garter belt,. It’s a pretty deserted area and fun for exploring. Also, New Braunfels is having it’s annual Wurstfest – plenty of German beer, sausages and oompah bands – great fun.”While Blake was saying all that, Charlene stretched out on the couch, once again, briefly and “accidentally” exposing her tits before pulling the sheet up to cover herself. She turned her head toward the guys and asked, “So am I going to need to bring my bikini, or -”Her question was interrupted by a knock on the door. Looking at. She grabbed a pillow and threw it at me.I batted it to the side, anger swelling through me. I threw my boy shorts at her. She gasped as they landed on her tits. She peeled them off from her, a look of disgust spilling across her face. She held the wet cloth gingerly, swinging them out as if she were to throw them, then froze.Her nostrils flared.“Sasha, Jesus, why are you naked?” Dad asked, trying not to look at me. He hadn't noticed my cock.His girlfriend pressed the boy shorts into her nose.. I was slim and was in no match for her and she used to arm twist me and get all her job and homework done. Hearing her voice alone used to make me pee in my shorts. Because my house was next to hers, she used to call my name often. She expected me to run to her at once. Although my Hindi was bad I used to understand her orders and reply in English.Once we were playing hide and seek. She was ill and was not playing. She was lying on the bed and her mother was cooking. In an effort to hide.