I was just about finished when Mike walked in (I hadn’t closed the bathroom door).“Good girl Sarah.” Mike said, “after you’ve showered I can...inspect your work if you want?”“Yes please Mike. Do you want to share the shower?”“Wow sis, I didn’t expect an offer like that.”“It wasn’t an offer to fuck me, Tom says that fucking has to wait, but now that I don’t have to worry about mum’s rules I don’t see why we can’t share a shower. Besides, I can get a look at your cock, see what you’re going to put. . your sissy," he whispered between moans. Then he said it louder, "I'm your sissy. Fuck! I'm your sissy!"I started fucking him even faster. I moved closer to the mirror. This was a floor mirror, so I was able to walk right up to it. I was so close that I could even see the mist of my sissy's breath on it."And what does my sissy want?" I was getting close. My sissy was getting close, too."Oh fuck! Your sissy wants to cum! Oh! Your sissy wants your cock!" He screamed.That was it. Hearing that, I. Near the end of my shift, I could go back into the fitting room to take it off and put it in the bin, no one would know.It all went off without a hitch, and then it snowballed from there; I would grab a pair of panties a few nights a week and change into them, it got to the point I would go commando, so I didn’t have to deal with my rough boy underwear. I kept getting bolder and bolder; I started wearing garter belts, then adding stockings. I was spending more and more time in the women’s. Her alimony and support from my father had ended when she remarried.Of course, there was one person who was actually happy about the divorce. Yep, you guessed it, my dad was ecstatic, at first. He'd been one of the men my mom had sex with. He made no secret of the fact that he still loved her. He had high hopes that they'd get back together again. Unfortunately, it never happened. You see mom loved my dad too, but she simply couldn't get over the number of times that he'd cheated on her. She.