She asked me to find for a tailor shop. Nearby there is a famous tailor shop, so we went there. The tailor is a transgender but we didn’t know that ...e is male. He really looks like a girl with boobs and nice smooth skin. We thought it was a female tailor. I was happy when see that. The tailor asked for what kind of blouse we want. So my wife explain that she want low at front and back. He took the measurement of her body and told she have a nice body with perfect boob. Meanwhile I was staring. Where did she learn all this stuff? She answered my question before I had a chance to speak it. " My mom, of course. Ruth knew more about more stuff than any woman or man I've ever known. She never watched TV, she was always at the library, and someplace talking to women who were wired up like she was. I'm glad you got to know her, Syl, wasn't she a pistol?"My period began the next morning. Any girl who was fucking as much as I had been doing, often with boys who rode her bareback, would have. Feeling myself tingle with excitement, I placed my tongue against his. In response, he moaned and gave my ass a good squeeze. My cock nearly lost its load then and there. As my body tingled, my nose filled with his sexy masculine scent. It made me so horny I fought to hold onto my orgasm.He broke our kiss. "Come on before we fuck here in the street. Everyone will be watching us fuck and maybe even videotape it." Slapping my ass good and hard, he broke into a run to his place."And that's bad?" I. And it came crashing down around me that same afternoon when I met his wife, Kasia.She was everything I wasn't: a stunning redhead with the greenest eyes I had ever seen, set into a heart-shaped face with high cheekbones. It would have been easy to hate her, if she hadn't been so darned nice. She was as intelligent and charming as her husband and I felt the pull of attraction for the second time that day. It never failed that when I found someone I was attracted to, especially a woman, they.