Her next approved meet was only a few days later. How little did I realise that almost twenty-four hours of pure lustful sex with a boy half her age w...uld let me know just how inept and unskilled my abilities are, and just how much sex can be enjoyed by one delicious woman.Her young man had been paying her attention, albeit remotely, for weeks. The prelude had included the interchange of photographs and online chat which my wife had enthusiastically shared with me. From the pictures he sent, we. I’d love to blow my load in her mouth, but not just yet. Savour the pleasure a little longer. First I’d like to slip my finger under her nightdress. Run it up and down her slit, her clit. Part her pussy gently, feel her wetness. Her wetness is her invitation. Come in! I’d wet my finger with her pussy juice, then run it up her clit. Oh so gently. Less is more. Less pressure is more intense. Just run my finger up and down her clit. Feel her clit grow. Listen for moans. Dip my finger again into. I havent wanked for a week. My balls are full for you" I told her. She already knew very well how much I spunk for her. I knocked on the door and she opened it. Standing there in her long coat. I grabbed her and we kissed so deep, our tongues wrapped around eachothers. I peeled her coat off her shoulders and it dropped to the floor. All she was wearing was heels, silk stockings, suspenders and suspender belt. I pushed her against the wall and kissed and nibbled her neck as my hands squeezed and. "Follow me." Robert parted a floor-to-ceiling brocaded curtain and theystopped behind it."That's the privy." He pointed at a door that was nowhere near asornate as the rest of the room."When you come out we want to see... what do you call yourself whenyou're dressed up as a girl?" I don't dress up; I become," Charles whispered but there wasindignance in his voice."I become Charlotte. I transform." Charles bowed his head, embarrassed."Well goodbye Charles and hello Charlotte I suppose. Now run.