Dipti mere ser ko pakar k apne chucho ke traf daba rahe the…. maine us ka ek haat ko pakra ko apna lund us k haat mai de deya…..or kha k ek ko apn... muuu mai le…..vo jhhat se mere lund k traf ghum gye or us ne apne cht ka muu mere muu ke traf kar deya….vo mera lund ko lollipop k jayse chusne lage or mai us k chut mai ungli dal k apne jeeb se chod raha tha…..us ne bola k vo jaad ne vale hai or kuch he minto mai us k sara panni mere muuu mai aa gya or vo jor jor se mere lund ko upar neche karne. My skirt was blowing in a stiff wind, and unlike last year's balmy night, it was pretty chilly this evening. I crossed my arms in front of my waist with my purse to shield the wind and hold the skirt down from flying up in the breeze. As I got closer, I felt very awkward as we checked each other out. The other guys were also dressed as girls, but basically looked very silly, as they were obviously guys with just a few girls' things on. Their costumes were funny looking, but mine looked too. " Okay, it's settled then. I'll unzip you from that dress and help youput the red one back on," I directed.It only took seconds before the black dress was down around his ankles.I held the dress ready as Bill stepped out of the black dress and intohis new cocktail dress. I zipped him up and stepped back to admire howhe looked. I decided we would definitely be going shoe shopping at somepoint to find red high heels to match this dress. I also had hopes Icould get Bill to wear his new dress in. Jack came in the door almost exactly at the time I had predicted. From the front door, he cried out, “Lucy, I’m home!” He came into the kitchen with a curious look in his eyes. He looked at me, sniffed the dinner cooking, and glanced at the table, nicely set. “You know, a fellow could get used to this!” He smiled and gave me a kiss, a very nice kiss. If dinner hadn’t been ready, that kiss would have earned him something even better!“You have just enough time to wash up,” I told him. He shuffled.