I take a deep breath and step onto the elevator. I move to the far corner while Mr. Hottie steps in behind me and the doors close. He doesn’t even a...k me what floor. He pushes the top floor – he’s in a penthouse. Holy! No wonder he didn’t seem too concerned by the money he lost at the table. We stand staring at each other for a moment. He takes one step towards me in hesitation. I don’t make a move, I just stare at him through my eye lashes. He closes the distance between us and I lift my head. Two minutes later I was sitting in a comfortable chair and sipping my first cup of real black coffee in years. It was heaven, things tasted and smelled better than they had for years. It wasn’t until I went to put my cup down that I realised my hands were shaking.It suddenly hit me I had walked down the street dressed as a woman and no one had taken any notice. I felt a strange mixture of emotions, part of me wanted to hide in a corner and not be noticed but another part of me was screaming. . Peter had just finished himself in to her panties. I must admit that it was making me hard to know that this young man was lusting for my wife, and she had no idea. I never told her about it, but the following weeks I was checking our laundry basket every time I got home from work, and every time my wife told me that Peter had visit, I found cum covered panties in the basket.This gave me an idea..... We had planned a night out, going to a restaurant, and maybe out dancing afterwards.I was. "Well whydon't you clean up down here Miley and I'll put these on our littleChrissie. Oh, and can you bring that box with your old clothes upstairs tooplease?" Oh yes mommy I can do that, I'll be right up. Oh, mommy can I leave theseboy clothes on mommy, I really like wearing them?"Mom turns and takes my hand. "Yes, Miley that will be find we need to haveone boy in this family. Come now little Chris, I mean Chrissie." Yes, momma I'm coming." I walk over to mommy and take her hand.I see an odd.