One day while she was explaining a problem to my adj bench students she bent a little to write something. That was the 1st time I saw the real shape o... woman’s boob. It was shining like anything with a tight green blouse. I wasn’t able to turn my head from that view. From the next day onwards I started looking at her differently. I mean to say her bra color, her sexy navel, her bulgy boobs etc.One day while giving a lecture she said she was giving tuition for a 9th class boy for IIT standards.. ..it's just that I know he won't like me....likethis. I can't wait until Monday....when I'm a real girl."They continued chatting and studying throughout the afternoon, butTabitha never really perked up. Eventually she just decided to go to bedearly.But she couldn't sleep. All her thoughts were on Jonas. She wascaressing herself through her silky nighty, her eyes closed, her lipsquivering with pleasure as she pictured Jonas on top of her pinching hernipples with his strong hands.All she. In fact, I would have settled for almost any clean cock in my mouth. After most of my life being just into women I couldn't even really explain why I was so horny for it. The thought of this stranger's cum pumping into my mouth as his cock pulsed and his balls contracted was irresistible. Enough to make me willing to go down on him in a Half Price Books parking lot at 830 PM where we now were.His cock started soft in my mouth and hardened as I sucked. Now it was rigid as a board, his round head. Now it was time to put on my outfit. I picked out some very nice clothes from my secret drawer. I gathered a pink bra with matching pink lacy panties that had a thong backing. I also picked out a very short black skirt, a very feminine white blouse, short white socks with lacy fringe, and black heeled ankle boots. I put some tissue in my bra to make the appearance of breasts. After I was all dressed, I looked in the mirror. I was beautiful. You could hardly tell it was me. I was very pleased.