Our relationship wasmagic. No guy, certainly not my baby's father, ever did for me whatTerri did."Did she... how do you put it... transition?" I asked... genuinelyintrigued with this glimpse of Faye's past."Mostly," Faye answered, dreamily recalling some fond memory. "Shecouldn't do her gender reassignment surgery while she was stillcompeting; that's against pageant rules, not to mention the expense.In all other respects, she was fully female - and I mean fully. Twoyears of hormone therapy, plus. She said, “For God’s sake, don’t ever tell this to your dad. He will kill me. Please try to understand. Your dad is away for months. Where do I get this body needs? This requirement has also to be satisfied”. Peter was silent for a few moments. Then he said, “Ok, mom. I will keep this only to me. I will not inform dad”. Aunties face was relaxed now. She picked up her skirt and started putting it on. I also stood up to get dressed. Peter said, “No, mom, don’t dress. I am not yet finished. I will. I caressed her ass, moving my hand over the top of her thigh, close to the Holy of Holies. She pulled back and said in a teasing voice, "Bad Boy. You shouldn't be touching your Mother's butt like that."I was speechless. I have noted that there is a time when a woman uses a teasing voice like that. Her voice takes on a low, sultry tone, or she may use a teen-aged girl speech pattern. It may be a whisper. Every woman seems to have a phrase that she likes to use. It may be, "Pickin' on me," or. I know the manager there.He will give us a room for 2-3 hours.I nodded again pleased with his proposal I pressed up to him,my huge boobs rubbing against his shoulder.Next day i dressed sexily for our afternoon fuck session.I wore a light blue silk saree with matching petticoat & sandals.I wore it very low on my hips so my sexy navel could be seen.I wore a black silk half cup lacy Bra which hardly covered my big tits.Even my nipples were peeping out a little…The blouse was sleeveless and very.