In a stage whisper, she said, “Ain’t these the best titties you never touched?”Thunderous applause again and there was a chant of “Amanda” c...ming from the back of the room. Ellie bowed to Amanda’s attributes, slipped free of her arm, and sat in a nearby chair.“I wore this dress on purpose to honor my sister. You all know she was a generous woman, to the men more than women, but still generous. She liked men. She loved sex more than any one man…which is why she never married one. She said men. The water arrested her fall. With bubbles rising around her, she began to buoy slowly toward the surface. Suddenly, the water above her began to foam as fans dived in, like gulls on fish gut, wanting to be the guy to retrieve her. She broke surface, like a wet toy in the arms of a very large, deeply tanned man of about fifty who hefted her in his arms as he would a four-year-old child. ‘Hi Blen, come and have a drink.’ With that he carried his prize away to a step, where he sat, triumphantly. I started having an affair with him when I was still married to my ex. We met online, each looking for a gay or bi-sexual, cross dressing man. We made a date for my house, midmorning. I was foreplaying myself for hours that morning getting ready to wrap my lips around a cock in panties. I shaved my legs, my panty area, stomach, chest and arms. I put on my gloves first to dress in my favorite cum slut lingerie. I painted my lips blowjob red and waited to answer the door for him. When he came to. My heart was racing a mile a minute as I approached her. I was walking slowly, as quietly as possible, and thankfully it was dark and she was preoccupied. Even so the moon was full and bright in the sky and if she turned around she would see me coming. That ended up happening, too, when I stepped on a twig and she spun around to see what had made the noise.Her eyes went wide at the sight of me. "Puh--Pete?!" she gasped in a soft voice of surprise as a plume of marijuana smoke exhaled from her.