" I would love to eat your pussy," Martha whispered.Jenny spread her legs wide and grinned."What are you waiting for? I love having my pussy sucked af...erI've been freshly fucked."The next evening Martha left her car at the office and John drovethem to a local bar for drinks before dinner. They sat in a quietcorner and talked."I'm sure glad you could make it tonight. I've really beenlooking forward to taking you to dinner," he said."I'm glad too John. I would have gone last night if it wasn't. He moved his hands back down and feltbetween his legs. The thong that had previously done so little to containhis manhood, now fitted like a dream over the modest flat little moundbetween his legs. Running his hands over the fabric he could justdistinguish the sensation enough to become aware of each of his new pussylips.So he was a girl.How?His big blue eyes were open wide with terror and his sweet rosebud mouthtwisted in anguish. What was this? He didn't believe in magic and he couldthink of. " I replied with a longing look in my eye. She smiled andsat down at the table having placed the plates down.Sitting next to me the breeze from the patio blew in and she smelledlike lavender garden bringing me peace in my mind. I took a deepdose and she smiled noticing I was inhaling her fragrance. "Yousmell much better than your brother." I said teasing her. "Thanks, Iam glad you liked it." She blushed. We ate and the whole time Itried hard not to watch her take the whole pieces of sausage in. But he wanted her – oh, how he wanted her – and he was done with waiting. She had shown him in every way possible the feeling was mutual, and it was time to stop agonising over it and make a move. She deserved someone who would show her exactly how desirable she was, not someone frozen in condescending indecisiveness.“I have a different idea, you little imp.” He reached for her, cupping her face in his hand and tilting her chin up so he could apply his lips to her neck. She hummed in his ear.