Then I had to wear a bra with some falsies in it and I got some high heels. Each thing seemed like just a small step; each to make me appear less like...a man, so as to avoid the dreaded embarrassment. If it had all come at me in one go, I would have resisted it, but it didn't. And secretly, I was happy to get the bra, because it concealed something that had been worrying me. Although my arms and shoulders had stayed skinny, my chest had become a bit podgy. Flabby, even. The bra and falsies. When I went to her home,she was there in a green sari.Her nipples were clearly visible through her feeble bra.I wandered whether she had worn a panty.As I kept staring at her breasts, I lost track of the world and she caught me looking at them. Hi Jatin, what are you looking at asked she, clearly to tease me.All I could do was jumble something, I was so scared and turned on at the same time “No mam..yes, nothing mam..” was all I could mumble.She was smiling now and looked towards my erect pole. Tom thanked the guy for doing it. He added he liked his steak medium rare, but preferred his pussy raw. He continued Besides, I dont want her to have a sun burn tonight when I go to fuck her ass. Never give a woman an excuse to avoid fucking I say. Glancing down, Tom saw that the guy had moved his hand down and was rubbing lotion on her pussy with one finger sliding under the suit. Tom leaned over and kissed Julie. He asked her if that felt good. She said Yeah, lets head back so you can fuck me. At first I was only curious, I watched some films posted to the sites. New to me, it was at first just something different to watch. Then as I went further I found their story pages and chat groups. I consider that day the day I started to wake up again. Up to this point I had been on autopilot for some time. Years spent playing the proverbial playboy. I was young, single and obscenely rich. Of course I used it whenever I could !, to get my pleasure where I found it, but got no real.