The night seemed to go so slowly for Lisa. Her body was taking a brief break from being touched and the party was drawing to a close. Several people h...d already spoken to Lisa about how drunk her husband was. Lisa just smiled and said he’s enjoying himself. Some of her female friends even asked her how she was going to have a “good night” with him like that. Lisa just replied “the honeymoon will make up for that”. The Party was soon over and all that seemed to be left was Mark and the guys and. She explained that Gillian had alwayshad a urge to cross dress but this had only come to light recently. Herattitude was that it would be far better that Gillian be allowedoccasionally to follow her desires openly and be confident and convincingwhen out and about. However, she had no wish to be involved directly andthe sooner Gillian was able to cope for herself, the better. Mary hopedthat today would offer help with the choice of clothes and make up andthat there would be no objection to her. He then unlocked a desk drawer to reveal a small bottle of lube. I took the hint and walked over. He kissed me, before falling into a deep make-out session. After a minute of that, he pushed me over on the desk. I laughed, as he squirted some lube onto his hand and began to stroke his already hard dick. He then rubbed some lube on his fingers, before taking his tongue to my asshole. As his tongue slowly tickled my rosebud, I felt a rush of sensation and began to moan. I had rarely tried any. "I think that all I have to do is ask her. I'm pretty sure she's wondering why I haven't already done it," he says. He's speaking slowly enough that by the time he's done the timer buzzes."YES!" he pumps his fist in the air and just stares at my chest. "Um ... I've n-n-n-never done this before," he says, looking at me anxiously. "That doesn't count, does it?" No, that doesn't count," I say quietly. "Let's go over to the couch," I say, taking his hand and leading the way. "Why don't you just.