. I’d gently suggest you’re in the grips of some kind of Oedipal thing, except your mother is passed on...” I had no idea at the time what on ea...th she was talking about, but once again, just hearing the sound of her smooth beautiful voice in my ear was enough. She could have been reciting the alphabet for all I cared. That something of hers was actually entering my body ... that alone was titillating.“But don’t feel bad!” she continued. “Everybody is a little messed up. I mean ... look at me. One morning, after waking up, showering, and tuckingmyself into my panties and control top hose, tightening my waist cincher,and stepping into my silken teddy - my standard underwear for the day - sheinterrupted my dressing routine. Ellen liked to check up on me in thisstate - she enjoyed seeing the flat, smooth, girlish front that I presented,and enjoyed powdering me with a feminine scented body powder before dressingin my normal outer clothes. She liked to tell me that I was her. I let them play their game. I get a few drinks in them and I take them back to their apartment - always back to their place and never to mine - and we have down-and-dirty, hot, a****l sex. I'm talking about screwing her until her eyes pop out and she begs me to stop. I'm talking about fucking her so hard that it hurts for her to walk the next day. I cum in her mouth, I cum in her pussy, and anywhere else that she lets me. I never do anything to a lady against her will and of course I never do. Just as I had finished and wanted to check everything one more time the girl came over and knelt beside me, still wrapped in a towel only."So, how's it going?" Everything should be working fine now." Great!"I couldn help but glance at her cleavage which she noticed."Do I make you feel uncomfortable?" Well, not in a bad way..."She giggled.There was a short moment of silence as we smiled at each other. Then she leaned in and kissed me. Softly at first but when she noticed my response she opened.