30 in the morning.Robin that night caught the same bus as me. He usually drove home. We got in the bus and we got talking. Bitching about crappy custo...ers and slave driving managers. He asked me if I wanted a ride home from his house as he knew from before that I walked another 10 minutes from the bus stop. I felt hesitant about it but I said yes.Once we got off the bus and walking towards his house "Hey bro I have a small joint do you wanna hit it before I drop you off home" again I was. He has been divorced now for 3 years now and as part of our conversation together he told me I was free to ask him why he became divorced, so I said ok why are you divorced then. He then told me that he started to slowly crossdress in his wife’s cloths while she went shopping or just visiting friends. The more he dressed up the more he enjoyed dressing up and feeling feminine. He always knew he was at the very least bisexual but was never able to live out his want to be with another man. That. My problem is not with the incident, it’s because of the placeChandra: Then, will you allow me to do that if we are alone?Veda: You have that right, you need not askChandra: Wow, that’s great. Then, do one thing, tomorrow morning take leave in office and come to my home directly.Veda: Okay, I’ll comeThat night passed so late, completely filled with thoughtsNext day, by morning 10, I reached his home. He is already waiting for me. I entered his home, he immediately hugged me at the door itself.. I looked around and found myself surrounded by guys who were all very like me. Most of them were pensioners, all different shapes and all were friendly. I went into the steam room and there was a guy there playing with his cock so I sat down next to him and started playing with mine too. Somewhat nervously I reached over and took his cock in my hand and he responded by feeling mine. We chatted for a bit while feeling each other up and told me his name was Andy. He had been to this place many.