My other lover smoothly pulled my skirt over my hips and ass as I was lowered again and hands were slid down my legs to finish removing my garment. Cl...d now only in my bra, garter and stockings and heels, I felt them move away from me. I let a small moan of desire escape my lips and I could sense them looking at me and I knew they would be smiling.Suddenly, the smell of the woman in the room was over whelming. I realized she was right next to me, somewhere. But there was no connection, so how. She dropped her uniform to the floor and stood in front of me. She was a vision in black latex, the corset fit tightly around her, pushing her tits up. The latex stockings tightly fit around her legs, with her high heeled thigh high boots making her stand tall. The panties between her legs held her hard cock. I could see the slight bulge where the egg that vibrating against her pussy was resting and couldn’t wait to find out just how wet and tight it was under those latex panties, but that was. My older sister Trisha was a hostess at the Armed Forces club up near Broadway and she spent her nights doing her best to keep the fighting forces morale up high for the terrible fighting in their future. Anyway, my Aunt Charlotte had the bedroom next to mine because her husband Patrick was already under the waters of the Navy Base in Honolulu at Pearl Harbor for the past three years. That was the reason why Aunt Charlotte decided to join the Women's Army Corps and become an honest to God. I'm happy to admit it to you& but you're right, most people, including some of my girlfriends would be shocked if I told them that. They'd prefer to think it was some male kink, that only a gay girl would actually like it in a man. Maybe I am a little gay or bi or something, I just think it really suites you.. That it's just part of who you are and I love being feminine, why shouldn't you? If we can share it, well, isn't that just a natural thing between friends?" Alice, I've never heard any.