The door swung open and Jim and his Friend Tom walked right in. Jim looked at me said what the fuck get up right now Kyle. I stood up and he took his ...ime they where both just staring at me then Jim said 'Those are my wifes clothes kyle are you pretending to be her? Tom chuckled and said it lookes like you wanna be a girl you little fag. I said no i dont they just kept razzing me about being gay tears filled up my eyes and they made fun more I turned around to hide my tears I felt a large hand. I silently and quickly took up a kneeling position in front of her, untying her bootlaces, as she continued to self-massage her tits. I quickly stripped her of her boots and her socks, as she unfastened the belt to her fatigue trousers. She arched her buttocks off the couch and I quickly helped her out of her fatigue trousers, stripping her to her pink lacy panties, which clung to her womanly parts.I quickly stripped out of my fatigue blouse and my own t-shirt, and I leaned forward to kiss her. I don't think of myself as being 'buff', but I have to be in fairly good shape for the things I do in my job. I don't feel that I have to prove anything to anybody, and I am sick and tired of constantly being stood up to by small guys that feel they have something to prove. You were nodding as I said that, and told me that you felt the same way - women would scratch you when you were trying to help them on the wind surfer, and tell you to keep away from their man. "As if I would be interested. You were so aroused at the unknown, that your juices flowed freely down each leg. Slowly, I ran my fingers up each leg, gathering your sweet nectar. Then I slipped one set of fingers in your mouth and I sucked the others. Your juices tasted like honey. "Are you ready for your surprise?" I whispered in your ear. You ran both hands length ways up and down your body as you twisted about. "Fuck yes I'm ready. Can I take off the blindfold now?" "No you cannot!" I answered sharply. I took your hand.