..I said I was sorry but he said that was not good enough he was going to have to have satisfaction first then he grabbed me and bent me over a kitche... chair I was taken by surprise and said "Wait a minute sir I can fix this problem for you!" He said "You are going to learn that the customer is always right!" Then he pulled down my pants and spit between the cheeks of my ass Holy Shit he was going to fuck me I struggled a bit but he was too strong for me and then I felt his cock it spread my. Stifling a low moan, I pushed slightly back into the hands and I was rewarded with more vigorous stroking. Because of the crowd in the elevator, I could not turn my head to see who was feeling me up. The hands started to become even bolder; lifting my tight skirt up and feeling my bare flesh. I felt myself sighing softly, hoping no one noticed it…No one did, because everyone was looking straight ahead, all them wrapped up in their own thoughts. Then those naughty fingers traced around the lacy. I was shocked at what he said, he gave me time to reply and refuse but I just shook my head in compliance. His hands reached for the button on my jeans. He unzipped the fly and placed both hands on my hips. I lifted my behind off the seat so he could pull both my jeans and briefs down to the floor. I sat there naked below the waist as Bill began to fondle me. He kept one hand on my stiff cock and used the other to free his penis from the confines of his pants. His cock must have been seven and. The bride was him and he was a feminine dream come true.A mid-twentieth century brideEven though he'd been wearing soft, beautiful, feminine, wonderfulclothing for weeks, now, this was different. He'd grown up as a normal,run of the mill boy. Not athletic. A bit smarter than most. Notartistic. Just a regular, everyday, ignorable boy.He'd always loved girls.He loved being with them.He loved looking at them.He fantasized about being with them.But he'd never wanted to be be one.Yet... here he was..