It was all very confusing.As the day of my discharge approached I nervously anticipated my first dress. I was torn by guilt. My old male pride was fig...ting every inch while my growing girlhood was reveling in the newly discovered sensations and pleasures of femininity.The day of my debut as a pretty lass finally arrived. After eating a light breakfast I showered and used the floral scented talc Mom had brought for me. Some of the nurses had redone my curly blond hair and manicured the nails of. Her husband's muscular arms handled her perfectly. Just like they always did. But then, she started to hate him. He took her to the elliptical machines, stationery bicycle, the exercise ball. There, she saw him eyeballing her honeycomb hideout's camel toe as she lay on the ball with her knees bent, her hands placed behind her head, elbows out and lifted upward for a crunch. Sweaty and winded 90 minutes later, she realized she heard him say that this was only Day One. The kiss he gave her made. She was gently stroking me, encouraging my arousal as I said, “I think I can safely speak for all men when I tell you that he wouldn’t have objected. I might, to you sucking his cock, but he would not have. Guaranteed.” “No, I don’t think he would have either, but that’s not what Derek is going for; he doesn’t want hardcore shots, and I’m not some porno actress that does that kind of thing. Still, the temptation was incredibly powerful.” “I hate to admit it, but I seem to like the mental. He put his hands on my hips, and I began to give him a little lap dance, grinding down, not too hard, on that cloth-covered cock. I'm sure he could feel how hot and wet my pussy was. "Now take it out."I don't know how I managed to not do exactly what he told me that second, but I wasn't going to give in quite that easily. I slid down him, rubbing my breasts down his chest, and stomach, until they were pressing against the bulging front of his underwear. I planted an open-mouth kiss on his.