That was the dream for him. He walked back and forth in front of the mirror, liking the way he looked in his girly getup. He then walked a few laps ...round his bedroom, getting used to the feel of the heels and trying to control his footsteps. He had a new admiration for women now, never realizing before that heels could be this uncomfortable or painful even. The more he wore them though, he would get used to the feel and come to love them. He just knew it. Now or never, he thought as he. The guy rested there for a few seconds and suddenly, we heard the sound of a vehicle stopping. He got up and quickly wore his pan. I also got up and was adjusting my clothes.A man came inside and looked at us. We had separated well before that and hence nothing happened. The man gave the keys of my car to Irfan (this mechanic guy) and looked at me. I turned around to pick my bag and showed him my naked back.He turned around and suddenly, saw my pantie which was lying on the floor near the sofa.. . .’ Before I could finish my sentence, Mandy turned around with several items in each hand. She was holding up erotic lingerie and a couple of sex toys. ‘I knew you and Joyce had a lifelong love affair, but this . . .’ I started to speak, but she found the words to finish her sentence before I could get anything out. ‘this . . . this is amazing!’ ‘You’re not embarrassed?’ I said. ‘You have to be kidding! Assuming that she actually wore this stuff for you and used those,’ pointing to the bottom. “Any good at massaging?” he said.“I’ve no idea,” was my reply. “Like everything else tonight I’ve never done it.”“Well give it a try and I’ll give you marks out of ten." He smiled as he rolled over onto his front.I straddled his back and started to do what I thought was right. Rubbing and kneading his back. Gradually getting lower until I was massaging the top of his bum. I had to move myself further down, over his legs which allowed me to properly squeeze his butt cheeks. As I settled into a.