It was the barely black stockings that attracted my attention the most. She quite confidently just sat chit-chatting not realising that my little cock...was rock hard in my pants...or did she realise??So my interest was aroused, the next step was obvious...investigation of her bedroom. The first time, my heart was pounding as she kissed me and said that she off to do her rounds and wouldn't be back for at least a couple of hours. As soon as she went, I was up the stairs, standing at her bedroom. ‘Well, it’s right over the equipment garage. It has a kitchen-dining-living room two bedrooms, ones kinda small but the other one is big enough, and a bathroom with a tub and shower. Furnished with electric and water. Clean and looks right out over the river. Air conditioned and heated and it’s really not too bad.’ I told him. ‘If I took the job alone, full time, how much would you pay if I took the apartment as part of the salary?’ He asked. I had already given this some thought, as an option,. My cock started to throb just entering that room. Vanessa and Jen were sitting at the table, talking about how the night had gone. I wasn’t sure how I was gonna justify sticking around, and thought I might have to just take my leave. I stood awkwardly in the kitchen, listening to the girls for a second. Vanessa turned to me and politely said, “Thanks for driving us, Jack,” which we all know is code for, “get the fuck out now, Jack.” I winced at the thought that I had no reason to stay. . Bella then retrieved the phone from its hiding place and set it on the wooden bedside table, so that its buzz would be audible if anyone called. The two stripped off and squeezed into the shower together; their salty bodies in need of refreshing. This was a thrill in itself for Bella, as she had not seen another t-girl in the flesh; she had managed to find a few on the sisters’ computer on the odd occasion she had found herself alone with it for a moment or two, but having a like person near.