Feel the dress on your torso. Do you ever want to takethem off." No," I whispered."You don't have to, sissy." I don't have to," I repeated.She smiled....And took out a dark burgundy nail polish and slowly strokedit on my fingertips. I looked on, transfixed."Tomorrow will be a great day, Samantha," she said. "Your first as asissy. You'll have new dresses, and new panties. Soon, we'll talk todoctors about your hormones. Nothing like a sissy tittie. Hah."I still felt uneasy. "Monica, why are really. Afterwards, still trying to catch our breaths, I looked at Don and told him how much I really loved him. Don’s response shocked me. “What if I told you,” he said, “that I knew someone, someone we both know, that liked you a lot and wanted to have sex with you?” “Yeah, right,” I responded sarcastically. “No, I’m serious.” “You mean you’d be okay with me having sex with someone else besides yourself?” “As long as I know who it is and approve,” said Don. “But you know, I'm not a swinger.” I. Then going to her knees April tried to swallow all eleven inches in one gulp. The lady had left the building leaving a slut at my feet, and what a magnificent cocksucking slut she was indeed. With her head bobbing up and down in my crotch, her lips sliding along most of the length of my prick, I helped her out of her gown. Now anyone could have gotten in that elevator on the way up to my suite as there is a Night Club at the top of this Hilton, but as luck had it we made it to my floor without. So this story is not about the sex life that me and my girlfriend have but another encounter with my professor. She is a very sexy teacher. She wears the Indian dress and she looks between 35-40. She is not married and i feel that she is one of the most sexiest teachers in the college. She is unmarried and stays inside college premises. I stay in the college hostel.We used to study in the classroom and go visit the teachers later in the afternoon. One such noon I had a doubt and thought of.