In my mind I was still a young man so I was slightly self-conscious walking along dressed as a woman despite now being one, but I got a swift lesson i... how others saw me when a kid on a skateboard shot by on the pavement, narrowly missing me."Watch where you're going, you old bat!" he yelled back at me.I flipped him the bird, much to the amusement of a couple of teenagegirls coming in the other direction, who grinned approvingly."Way to go, grandma!" one of them said as they passed me.Grandma.. I’m just imagining if you were in front of me instead. Back like when you worked here and I would flirt with you, apparently too subtly. Thinking now about the ways I wish I had been more forward, ways I wish I had dressed to make it more obvious, ways I wish I had made it more clear to you how badly I wanted to throw myself at you. I knew you were married, just like me, but I could tell that you needed something else. I could tell just like me that you weren’t getting enough attention at. I began working my mouth up and down his shaft covering his cock in my saliva as I went. I alternated sucking his cock and licking and sucking his balls one at a time as he leaned against the tree with his eyes closed and his head back. His thighs began to quiver as I deep throated is throbbing dick over and over. "Stop, whore! You have been a good girl now you are going to get fucked!" he said as he pulled me to my feet by my hair and bent me over the waiting tree. He pulled my shorts. Brad came back into the room just as Joseph was finishing his brutal assault, but there was no time for me to relax. Brad pulled me to the edge of the bed, turned me to my back and lifted my legs over his shoulders and violently rammed his penis into my butt hole. Begging and pleading I held on to Brad as he punished my ruptured bung hole. The rest of Saturday was much of the same, friends of Brad would come bay and have sex with me followed by sexual session with Brad and Joseph. By.