They stood firm and looked glorious in the dim lights of the moving bus. Her t-shirt was pushed up to her navel due to the size of her breasts.She was...looking fantastic in the dim lights. Her lovely boobs moved up and down and juggled with every jerk and movement of the bus. I looked towards her and I could see her looking at me. We smiled and I just turned the other side and closed my eyes trying to sleep.Again after some 20 minutes I again got a pat on my hand. I was awake. I was sitting a. The other part ofthis was learning to walk in heals and a skirt, as the choice of shoeswas just as important as the type of dress I would be wearing. I waslimited to short healed pumps mostly, as I was somewhat on the tallerside for a lady, even as I was not for the guy I had been.As the days closed in on Easter, the gang had picked out my dress, myshoes, hat, and other accessories for the big outing with these Churchgoing ladies. I was also practicing putting on my face prior to. Don’t get me wrong; I love getting it on my wife. Russell and I agreed it has become hop on, pump till we cum and go to sleep. Very little else.Russell, in the same position as I am, tried to come up with ways to fix our problem. We really had no solution. In our younger years, we had talked about trying to get our wives to do something together. Our dream was a swap but we would also like try strip poker or something like that. We never had that opportunity. He was very open that he thought my. Mistress made me stand up and show her what the panties looked like on me and I was so embarrassed. I'm a grown man wearing a pair of panties that couldn't even hold my balls and ran up my ass crack like a piece of floss. I didn't like it, but I couldn't figure out why I had an erection that was throbbing. "Now, sit on the bed" she demanded of me and I did. "Take it out" she demanded again. I followed her instructions. "I didn't realize you were this big" she said with a grin on her face that I.