It would be obvious toall that she was at least a cross- dresser, possibly even a trans-genderperson, and not just a man playing at being female.So I ...ecided to make the leap for her. I knew it would mean changes inour relationship if she became open publicly about her inner self.However, we will be ok with those changes and even if it goes down roadsshe may not have seen, it will not mean that I don't love her or needher. So you can expect to see more of Missy in my life, and hopefullyfor. “Now, what do you want me to do?”“Slut!” I spanked her right away.“Ssssh...” she touched my lips with her index finger. “Your daddy will hear us.”“Slut!” I spanked her again.Her eyes sparkled.“You’re mine now,” I tried to act like an experienced dom, and she bought it because she liked to be dominated – I knew that for sure.That night I finally gained full access to my stepmom’s body. She moaned nonstop in my strong eager hands, demanding more: more touches, more kisses, and more dirty talking.. “And was this the second?” I asked just before pressing my face into the wiry mass. “Almost,” she said as she held the back of my head as she pushed her hips forward. “You’ve almost got it!” Extending my tongue, I feathered the fleshy hood, teasing her clit, as I breathed in her heady scent. “Yes! Yes! There! Right there!” she moaned, wiping her wetness on my cheeks and chin. I abruptly stopped and stood up. “What? Why did you stop?” she said in a panic. Sweeping her into my arms, I answered,. I'm cheered alittle by these thoughts. I have the possibilities of some newexperiences, and I'm alive and healthy. With this thought, I decidethat it is time to have a complete look at the body I'm in for thefirst time.Deep breath, and I click the sleepsuit off. I'm standing naked, infront of the mirror. Jo is definitely attractive enough. I raise myarms above my head and stretch, and my breasts move upwards. I turnaround, still looking in the mirror. Jo isn't exactly my type; weprobably.