Thank you.I didn't mention it in the first letter, how ever my mother signed me upin a all girls school and I was attending school as a girl namedKris...ina. I got along well with the girls but it never felt right.Several of the teachers noticed things that were weird about me andsoon, I got the attention of a nice man that was working there as acounselor. His name was Mr. Marks and he talked to me. He explained thatmother had been telling everyone that I was transgender and I was to beaccepted. As soon as Jacqueline’s jacket has been removed, everyone in the room applauds and cheers at my wife standing there in nothing but her skimpy maid's outfit and stockings. I can tell by the look on my wife’s face that all their attention is getting her extremely aroused. I gaze around the room, and I’m glad to see all the men have their eyes fixated on my wife. Knowing that they all want her is causing my cock to throb to a point that it is aching for release. They are all definitely aroused by. I closed my eyes, and felt his big hands on my ass. He kneaded my ass cheeks for a moment before sliding the head of his cock up and down my dripping slit. When I felt his cock nearing the mouth of my cunt, I shoved my ass back. My greedy cunt swallowed up his cock eagerly. I heard him moan as my hot box accepted him. "Fuck me, Jim! You know I want you to cum inside me!" I cried out into the thunder. Just then, I felt big, cool raindrops on my back. The skies opened up and it began raining. I think John helped set that up when he started bragging to them about our massage sessions. They came to the club the next night. Becky was radiant, sexy and shy. Tom was... Well like a kid in a candy store, all Navy, high testosterone and naturally gravitated to the dance floor where the action always was hot. Becky didn't want to dance. She sat on a high top stool just outside the railing around the floor and I stood with her watching her reactions and answering questions when she had.