I was lost and captivated by her.She moved closer to me. My heart began to beat a little faster. My breath shortened. I could tell she wanted me and I...wanted her to take me. The dance of anticipation was in full swing, and I was just a willing passenger to where she was going to take me.‘You have very beautiful eyes,’ she said as she placed her hand on my leg. "It’s nice to be with you alone tonight."I could feel the blood running through my body taking wanting feeling with it.I now wanted her. He reached out, grasping Cheryl’s hips, confirming in his hands the contours and firmness and weight that he had imagined for the past half hour.She rode him, letting him penetrate deeply, caressing his ribs with her knees when she was low in her undulation. When she lifted herself up his shaft, she let out soft cries. Mindful of the people in the rooms around them, Cheryl kept her moans as quiet as she could. Still, to Arie her aria of bliss was delicious and lascivious, summoning his ears. He joined her, raising his glass to her in a silent toast. For several minutes they sat until their wine glasses were drained. He hummedto himself, not smiling when she caught his eye and not speaking. The tensionwas almost more than she could take, waiting and wondering what he would door demand next. Their times together, apart form thelove-making, had always been filled with chatter, mostly hers admittedly,but now he sat in stony silence and she knew he didn't want to hear her voice.She. At first I figured she would be just mad or disgusted but her acceptance had surprised me. When she started helping me pick out clothes and taught me how to properly do my make-up I was in heaven. But it didn't end there. She wanted me to start on hormonal therapy and although it interfered somewhat with out sex life she said it didn't matter. She liked the way I was starting to look and she never like penetration anyway. She preferred me to be oral and liked thinking of me as her lesbian.
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