With Keeko gone, we could resume just what we loved the best. In mymind, our relationship was perfect and I wouldn't change it for theworld.I slipped ...n a pair of four-inch pink stilettos and turned to look at myrear end. When my Mistress decided to up the ante, she had not beenkidding. While I was a natural A- cup through my estrogen, she wanted meto have a proper waistline and beautiful rear end.My mistress went me back to the same clinic that did all my othersurgeries. This time, I had hip. I love you and I want to be with you. I’ve never met anyone who is so caring and loving and generous with their heart. I feel good when I’m with you. I really truly love you.”“Aww, Bryce. You don’t know how much I wanted to hear that from you. I love you so much it hurts when we’re apart.” Isn’t that just like my farmboy? He even tops me in the sentiments department. We smile foolishly at each other and have our first official kiss as boyfriends. As we break I say, “hey, you promised. My wife asked if we made up the bed. I told her we did not because of the way her mom has been acting I wanted to show her there are things that she can not control no matter how pushy she is. I also told my wife I heard her mom was getting really creepy about it. My wife who is sometimes to close to a situation to realize you like that did agree with me and chuckled at the thought of her mom discovering dried sexual fluids and the scent of sex in her bedroom. She got a devious sound in her. I wasn’t really sure what the right answer was there, but I suspected it didn’t matter anyway.“No, it’s not, of course,” she muttered. She walked over to one of the drink trays and took one of the empty glasses still holding ice.She walked back in front of me and withdrew a cube that she rolled about in her hand. She went behind me, spread my cheeks, and rammed the cube there. “Squeeze!” she barked. I nearly fell forward, but she reached around and grabbed my cock to pull me back. I settled.