It all came down to this one moment, walking into a restaurant and no one realizing I'm a transvestite. When we arrived, Damien opened my door and off...red his hand. I swung my legs around and took his hand as if it was totally natural. "You look incredible." He said. "Have fun baby."Stopping to straighten my dress and gain my composure,I caught a glimpse reflected in the window. I was gorgeous and my confidence soared. I thought.... here we go. As I entered the restaurant,a young hostess,. We both knew there was no going back now. As I kicked my shoes off, letting my little knickers drop onto the carpet, I sat on the edge of the table and parted my legs. All I could hear was my own breathing and the low steady buzzing, as Caitlin held the vibrator against my bare pussy for the first time. I involuntarily sucked in my breath as it touched the folds of skin round my clitoris. She teasingly circled it round my clit for a moment, before letting the head slide down between my labia.. There is no excuse for the submissive housewife’s obscene lack of discretion.When she arrives home late, she runs upstairs to draw a bath without assistance. Her desperate hope is that none of the servants have registered her distress and they simply see it as one too many gin and tonics in the early afternoon. She had enough bad marks against her reputation at home and didn’t need to add to that lopsided score in the minds of the critical domestic help.The mirror reveals her marks of shame on. "Come lick me, darling," she purred, her shaved pussy beckoning to me.I got an idea and told April, "If you really want to make Grace happy, do what I do..." I got down on my knees at the edge of the bed and she followed my lead. I took Grace's tender left foot into my hand and she took the right one. I put my mouth over her big toe and began to suckle at it. Grace began moaning and this quickly turned into a squeal of pleasure as April began sucking on the big toe of Grace's right foot.We both.