"But there is no way I am going to marriage counseling if you are going to tell some stranger about what happened the night of our party," she said. "...f you want to talk about us that would be okay but I don't want some therapist thinking I am some kind of a slut. I'm not like that and you know it."I was starting to get angry but I kept my emotions under control."It wouldn't do any good to go to a marriage counselor if we are not going to be open and frank about our problems," I said. "It would. ” He looked around, then glanced at Rachel who was now standing next to him, then added, “Rachel has begun talking more about you. I didn’t horn my way in here, although I was happy to acquiesce to her request to join her here today. It’s been a pleasure, ladies, gentleman. Enjoy the rest of your day.”After they had vanished around the corner, Liya leaned in and asked, “Is he always that ... pleasant? Engaging?”“He is,” Hope replied. “Sometimes, it’s almost sickeningly sweet, but he never quite. Be quick'.Heart pounding I went up to my room and took out my stash of clothes. Mum's underwear tastes didn't run to anything too saucy, but I chose the smallest pair of bikini panties I had, and a matching pink lace bra. I put on a pair of dark tan tights, and a nice little A-line dress that buttoned up the front and came down to just above my knees. I glanced quickly in the mirror and felt my cock twitch at the womanly figure I saw reflected back at me. I took a deep breath then went back. I was exactly where I wanted to be with no idea how I got there or what to do next. She did.I wasn't scared of the cops anymore as she slowly stroked my dick, licked her lips and said " I like boy parts, is this as sweet as it looks?" and licked my pre-cum from the end of my young cock. She didn't say another word. Maybe someone had told her not to talk with her mouth full and it was. In less time than it takes to tell it I was cumming and she was swallowing. She sat back on her heels,smiled.