Even rehashing my deceitful scheme was turning me on. The fact that I hadto manipulate her into fooling around was really exciting. My dick wasthrob...ing and needed some attention. All I could do was try to cover myerection under the desk and keep my fingers crossed that she enjoyed herself asmuch as I did and would be back tonight. It was 2:45 and finally time to head home for the day. Imanaged to keep myself distracted enough that I wasn’t bulging through thefront of my pants all day long.. Again I don'twant to ruin anymore panties."Now what is the next item of sissydom you have to purchase?" Mistress wishes that I purchase a pair of very feminine sunglasses toframe my sparkling eyes under my crown of curlers." I think I see you as a Sissy who would choose white frames with a goldchain hanging around your slender next , ala Audrey Hepburn. We have justthe thing here in the women's sunglass dept. Here, love, try these puppieson."I stood, transfixed, lipsticked, and confused, before. We don't talk about women's ages." Why?" Some women like to pretend that they're younger than they are." Why?" You ask your Mum when we get to the ranch." That means you don't want to talk about it." True." We settled into a ruminative silence. Weena hadn't said a word.We were soon at the ranch. Mum seemed a bit greyer and somewhat worn. Dad was off somewhere, but would be back. I wasn't quite certain what to say, but Weena cut that Gordian knot."Are you quite okay?" she asked.Mum smiled. "I'll. The fact that they always turned up losers had never stopped me from trying again.Until now.Yes, I was starting to wonder if this constant playing around was worth it. Not only was I getting no orgasm from it, if my husband found out I might lose the security of my marriage and home.When I'd hooked up with Roy Parker, I thought more than with any of the others that he might be the one to finally light my fire. He was such a man's man, as a woman I couldn't resist him.Roy was so dynamic – a man.