"As sure as a mother could be about anything sweetie. Just go withit."And so I did. For the remainder of the reception, I let go. And aftera few dr...nks, that became easier. She was right too. None of theguests seemed to care. Everyone treated me with respect and were justgenerally happy for me. And everyone rained compliments upon me abouthow pretty and beautiful I was. And despite how wrong it was for a manto feel this way, I was loving all of the compliments being showeredupon me.I. “Looking for something?” I turned to see Christy wearing my battered but beloved coat, her hands thrust deep in the pockets, grinning from ear to ear like a Cheshire cat. Surprised, then annoyed, I started toward her to retrieve my coat. But she retreated toward the bedroom. “Christy, I've got to go,” I insisted. “You sure?” she teased. “I'm sure.” “How are you going to get home without a coat?” she asked. “More importantly, how are you going to get home without your keys?” With that she turned. "Yes, I know. Fortunately for me, Magnus could not make it and asked forme to stand in for him," George replied.Trying to act cool, I forced a smile onto my face saying, "It's apleasant surprise to see you again." Look, I can see by your face that you are not happy with me right now.The truth is you deserve an apology from me," said George. "I hope youcan forgive me for Friday night. I fear that I took terrible advantageof you. My only excuse, if there is one, is that you are very beautifuland. " She asked me how I wanted her to position herself, and I asked her to lay flat on the bed with her legs together. I straddled her legs, and began rubbing my penis on her new yellow slip, and could feel how it slid over her girdle and stockings. She was pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts as I shot streams of semen onto her lap. "Do you like my girdle and new slip, dear?" she asked. While catching my breath, I told her I did very much. She got up, and said, "I need to change out of.