” Danny said, reaching across the table to touch her chin.“So?” Sandra asked, her smile fading away.“Well, you’re a very beautiful girl. I...have something that you want, and you have something that I want. We can help each other out. Right?” Danny reasoned.“What is it that you want?” Sandra asked, hoping it wasn’t what she thought it was. Though what else could it be?“Well, you know.” Danny smiled.“Sex?” Sandra asked, partially angry at Danny; she was also angry at herself.“Sure.” Danny. I came home from a business trip and found my sweet wife distant and a bit aloof. As the evening progress she confronted me about my suitcase, which I had carelessly left unlocked. I tried to explain that I simply enjoyed wearing women's clothes and it meant nothing. I had completely forgotten the realistic dildo (complete with balls and very life-like), the tube of KY Jelly, and the various transvestite books, gay pornographic magazines of close-ups of erect penises, and video tapes of men. Lucy was snoring. I decided to shower quickly and then go meet my girlfriend as I still had an hour before I had to be home. The next day I drove by Lucy's house and she flagged me down. She has a pretty smile that I had never noticed before. She asked me to come in for a minute. Once inside she was all over me, we pulled each other's pants off and I started to finger her and then slammed my cock into her tight pussy while keeping my finger on her "magic button". As she came I flooded her. David or I each took our turns lifting her down which gained nice kisses of thanks. It was a wonderful evening and we didn't want it to end.Getting close to midnight, we headed back to the room. We picked up a bottle of wine before going back up to cap off the evening. Once in the room, we shucked off our shoes and cracked open the wine. We toasted to our friendship and relaxed from the day's events while watching some late night talk show. I had driven most of the trip so I was bushed and told.