Ihave my strap and your aunt has hers too. When you do right you willlike it, but as you need to be instructed, you will have something toremind you t...at you always must be very good at what you do."He was led over to the very cute young woman who had started him on hisway to feminization. His aunt lifted her skirt to show the prettypanties she was wearing."Kiss her panties and show respect to all women."He did so. Then his aunt lowered her panties, left them on her ankleand pushed his head. I shot back to the office, I was shaking and out of breath. I hadn't processed what I'd seen, I had just reacted to it. I was excited and confused, Reality and disbelief had blended into one. I said goodnight to Paul, playing it as cool as I could, My wife walked to the bathroom, naked, not caring if I saw her naked pussy, or the oil all over her tits.The next two weeks went pretty much the same way, except my wife let Paul finger her when she was laying on her stomach as well. My wife never. She was a sergeant and I was a private. We got along. I know she was different, I just could not figure out way. She finally told me she was a lesbian. OK, I cool with that. We stated hanging out and one she says let’s go to my bar. OK, I’m a GI, I like to drink. The bar was the only gay bar in a redneck town. I was a little freaked. But the night wore on, I became more at ease with BJ’s friends. One in particular, Samantha.Samantha was a beautiful redhead and was in her mid 30’s. We got on. Oliver stared into her eyes, holding Aria’s gaze, and pressed his whole palm against her vagina. Her whole body jerked in surprise and she gasped aloud. Oliver worked his palm over her, pressing firmly with his hand before easing off again while moving his hand up and down. He did it slowly, carefully, and it was absolute torture having to endure the slowness. Aria knew he was doing it on purpose and she cursed him for it, but her brain wasn’t functioning as well with his hand setting her.