Nobody would ever know, would they? Fuck me, this was horny. Only a few people knew about my crossdressing. I had kept my secrets to myself and just a...few girlfriends - or rather, ex-girlfriends - for so long. I took my jeans down - I always wore stockings and suspenders, tan coloured, at the weekend - it helped me to remember who I was. I took my t-shirt off, then slid the dress on. It was fucking orgasmic as it passed over my nipples! I couldn't believe it was a near perfect fit! I did the. In fact, that’s something he’s never seen, and I’m suddenly a little nervous…so I start to giggle. Not the sexiest thing I can do, but I can’t help it. Being sightless is more difficult than I thought. I can’t see his reaction. “What is this?” he asks, a touch of amusement in his voice. “I wanted to surprise you,” I say, trying to choke back the nervous giggles. “Oh, I’m definitely surprised. This is not what I thought I’d find when I finished my shower.” “Are you disappointed?” I ask, knowing. She arrived with flair as we had expected in her Lincoln town car driven by Hudson the family chauffeur and followed by another car loaded down with cases and clothes. She had decided that the cellar needed a much better range of wines than it now had and brought some of her favorites along.We greeted her warmly and marveled at her new look. Her friend had not only taken her shopping for clothes but she had gotten a full makeover and looked ten years younger and acted like it too. She had rung. We understand that during a massage some people naturally become aroused; that's perfectly acceptable. It is not acceptable to ask your masseuse to do something about it. Clear?"Roger smiled. "Yes, that's clear. But I thought I'd be working with you?"Cynthia smiled again; the attachment was forming already. She touched his shoulder gently. "You will be. The first few sessions, in the morning, are your training sessions. I do these myself, totally. Once I'm satisfied you're adequately trained,.