One boring day like many others, as she was zapping through TV channels,she came across this one show where there were Egyptian belly dancersshowcasin... their dancing ability. At once, her attention was caught. Shefound their belly and hip movements incredibly feminine and captivating.The music too definitely had something magical to it. It was a bit likethe notes hit a part of Ophelia's huge belly, tickling and slowly, butinsistently making her lose control of her body and easing her into. About time.”Ankita replied with smirk as she turned to his embrace.”Yes, I put her to bed, she has been pretty tiring today” she added. Ankita placed her right hand on his chest and the left on the bulge in his pants.”Already stiff? Good boy! You always know what I need”,said Ankita as she unbuttoned a couple of buttons of his crisp white shirt. In a smooth movement he takes his hand from her waist to her thighs caressing her hips in the process and lifts her up to place her on the counter.. She was a dominate woman who loved to spank sissies. Her husband was a submissive sissy. I took her out to lunch and we just talked for quite a while in my car and she had me take my pants down so she could see my panties and i had on a garter belt and nylons that day. We agree that i would come to her place in a few weeks for a spanking. I went to her place and walked in and she told me to go into the bedroom and change into my sissy cloths. Of course i wore my wig, a bra, nice top, a short. Luckily at that moment everyone else was busy and Lisa was in the shower so I had taken the time to savour the view. Now it occurred to me that maybe Helen had been more self aware that morning than I realised at the time. For a start she had clearly not had anything on under her pyjamas, and she must have been aware that they were quite thin material when she chose to wear them at her brother in law’s house. That said to me that maybe she enjoyed a bit of exhibitionism in my presence. That.