She did not take me deep like my wife Susan, but she used her hands and her mouth. She was not gorgeous or anything, but was in pretty good shape, and...I was enjoying it.I asked her to get on the bed so I could touch her, and as she did her panties had a wet spot. I pushed her elastic aside and slipped two fingers into her hairy cunt, and she moaned loudly, her moan vibrating my cock, as she never stopped sucking. I slipped my fingers in and out of her pussy when all of a sudden, she got up off. As her legs were slightly apart I decided to stroke it.Just as I was now getting really involved and her pussy had started to get wet I got heated and was about to blow my load on her tits when she opened her eyes.That cooled me down rapidly and shoved my prick back in my pants.I said I am sorry and she so am I!Why are you sorry I thought you might actually fuck me!I was surprised at that remark and asked her to explain.Well it so happened she had seen me many times as she passed my house and. My mind began picking up detailsabout the room and possible weaknesses in the security. Things I wouldhave never noticed before where now the focus of my attention. Irecognized the type of camera, the model of lock on the door, and thebed materials I was on. I was like a walking spy encyclopedia. I sat upand looked down, feeling comfortable in this body, but also freaking outinside. I was a thirty-year old man in the body of a young woman.Eventually the door to my room opened and a guard,. And Cait just said “Oh”.“Cait” I said. “I'm sorry” and she said “Why? Did you fuck her?” and I said “No. Of course not. You know that I would never do that” and she said “Yeah you would. Are you in her bed?” and I said “Yes, but that's...” and she said “Are you naked?” and I realized I was but only because I didn't have any clothes there and Lucy had given me a t-shirt to sleep in but I didn't have it on and I couldn't really remember when or why I had taken it off but sometimes you just do.