There was little taste and a bit of salt. I soon found myself tasting the top of her pussy.Her pussy had just a small amount of hair cut short, a roug... triangle around her hole. It smelled sort of musky, maybe, or a little bit sweaty, it was hard to say. I plunged my tongue into her reluctantly.“Lick my labia, honey,” she said. “Lick me up and down.”I tried this, guessing at what her labia were, and she pleased me with soft moans. Her hands grabbed my hair and steered my head. I moved my tongue. I returned my rental car, took the shuttle to the terminal, checked my luggage, went through security, and boarded my flight.The flight was uneventful. I went to baggage claim and retrieved my two suitcases, located my shuttle bus, and returned home. I went to the mailbox to retrieve a week's worth of mail.I missed having a bosom, so that was the first thing I addressed upon returning home. I stripped, put on the g-string to my blue baby-doll and my minimizer bra, then applied adhesive to the. " I said.She got up and headed over to the computer. I hit the icon in the dock for Quicken, and it loaded up. Then I selected my checking account at the local bank and pointed to the balance."Am I seeing things right?" Megan asked, quite shocked. "You're joking right?" No, I do believe it says my balance in checking is around $85,000." I said rather matter of factly."How?" Megan asked."Well, me and my Uncle own our own business so to speak, and it's very profitable." I replied. "BUT, that's. ..am I a natural, or is her body influencing me more than I'mrealizing? Anyway, it's time to go downstairs.My clothes got creased, as I slept in them. Does this make me feeluncomfortable? I don't have time to think about that, because I'mshocked by what I see in the kitchen: Mister Joseph McBroom is busygiving a French kiss to Svetlana, his innocent foreign maid. Yes, itseems what it is, because he's even squeezing her bottom."Ehm...I'm here...what is...what's going on?" I ask them,.