Monday she was all over me telling me she had not had as good a time for years as we had in the car- god what would we be like in the bedroom.I said w...ll I could arrange for an audition - I liked what happened myself. You were great.She said how about Friday night and plan to stay overnight. There is room for you in my bed I can assure you.I said sounds good to me - dinner out and the to bed - how does that sound.I am sold - be prepared for an amazing time she said.Friday night we went to a. I’ve heard thongs called ‘butt floss’, she thought. No wonder!She thought for a moment about rouging her nipples and even the edges of her labia, but rejected the idea. In the first place, her nipples were a rosy red to begin with; the rouge likely wouldn’t even show. Moreover, it might rub off on the inside of her shirt, which would be terminally tacky.Having completed the time-consuming elements of her personal preparation, she slipped on a pair of short-short Levi’s cut-offs and then a work. I could feel the growls forming in my chest, the desire for her mounting like never before. Finally she pulled the white cloth from her shoulders and handed it to me, standing proudly with her delicious chest held high, those incredibly perky large breasts held up by a stunning blue lace bra. It took all of my will power not to rip that bra from her body and feast on those tits, the knowledge that her hard little nipples were hidden by just that bit of lace had my mouth watering. Finally I. In reality, I was surprised onhow far he was allowing me to feminize him. Had he offer one token ofresistance I would have slowed down, but he didn't.JoeWe ate breakfast in the hotel. I noticed the waitress staring at me andthought I detected a smirk when we ordered. Of course I assumed shenoticed the makeup and was laughing at me inside."I like your lipstick. What color is it?" the waitress asked me when shebrought us our food."It's called nude pink," Janice responded. "It's his favorite."I.