So we split "let's stay friends" was the response. We worked in the same party suite so we sort of had to - I had no regrets - no nasty feelings towar...s her - you get my feelings. The timing was great too as I had a two week holiday to Ibiza coming up with my friends, which at the time WAS the party place !!!Anyway, I had an AMAZING time, came back relaxed, rejuvenated and ready for life once more. Arriving back at my Mums house - I walked through the door - said my hello to Mum who looked. The garter belt spills outinto an ankle-length skirt, which now fits my expanded frame, and thestockings revert back to pantyhose as simple flats encase my feet. Ablouse appears over my torso, buttons itself all the way to the topbutton, and tucks itself into my skirt, just before a practicallyshapeless suit jacket drops itself over my shoulders, and glasses appearon my nose.It isn't until now that I realize I can move on my own again, but mymovements are decidedly feminine. I'm a girl inside. His hands felt so good on my body, I kind of half struggled but he was strong and got ahold of both my wrists with one hand With his free hand he began pulling open my zipper. Now i was rock hard and only watched as his fingers reached in and freed my boner. His fingers wrapped around it and I stopped struggling, he let go of my wrists. My own hand began to feel for the bulge in his pants. It wasn't hard to find, I opened his zipper and reached inside, it was giant!I began pumping it.He stopped. I sat down my bag and followed him out into the morning breeze. Just like yesterday, the view was breathtaking. The sun was halfway over the horizon, illuminating the fields. It was then I heard his voice. “Take off your dress.” As I turned to face him he took a step away from me so that he could admire the view. As I slipped the straps of my dress off of my shoulders it slid effortlessly over my hardened nipples and past my shaved pussy before resting on the floor. I could see his eyes focus.