But, I managed to reach her boobs. I first touched her left boob. Oh. It was smooth and puffy. I touched her round nipples and rubbed smoothly. I grad...ally pulled up her bra and touched her naked breasts. She started enjoying it and gradually took off her hand from my hand. After sometime, I started pressing and rubbing both of her boobs. She started breath out heavily.I desperately want to kiss her and want to play with her boobs with both the hands. So, I tried to turn her towards me but she. I was kind of embarrassed about the idea of telling him about it since all our communication on the subject of bondage had been a long time ago and it had been nothing but subtle hints. So I wrote him a letter one day when I was at work, telling him that for his birthday I would do absolutely anything he wanted me to, sexually or otherwise. My secretary seemed to find it strange that I would prepare a letter without her help, then ask her to mail it to my own husband, and I believe I blushed. ”“Well, what do you expect for early March,” he replied turning up the heater.“Besides I hear youʼre pretty hot yourself.”“Oh, is that so? And just what else have you heard about me?”“Well, the word is that Diana Freeman is just about the best looking girl in school. I certainly canʼt argue with that.”“Think flattering me will get you what you want? 
“Well, a guy can hope, canʼt he?”
 They both laughed.
“I donʼt want you to think that just because I agreed to come out here to -- God knows where. His hand came down into my lap and he started feeling it. My heart stopped, I expected him to push me away and start screaming at me. And thats what almost happened, he pulled back as if had touched something bad. He looked me in the eye, "Your a guy, how could you do this to me?" I looked at him and tears started coming up, "I'm sorry Mike, no I am not a guy, not anymore...I....I.." My voice just trailed off, I could see the anger and betrayal in his face and then I saw something dangerous. He.