I know I would never pass as a woman for I am 6 feet tall, 170 lbs and at the age of 45 not a real trim body.My girlfriend Rachel who lives with me is...must younger at the age of 35 with a young trim body that has all the assets in the right places. Rachel had gone away for the weekend with a couple of friends and was not to be back for 3 days so I pulled out all my sissy cloths, wigs, high heels, makeup and did myself up the best I could. I felt free and sexy again even though I do not look. I slid my hands under her skirt and found her thong, pulling it down. My fingers trailed up and down her crack, I found her wetness and began to finger it. She moaned in my ear, pulling my zipper down and soon my pants. My pants weren’t down to my ankles but were down enough to let my cock spring free. She started to get to her knees but I kept her up. I pushed her against the brick wall. I didn’t want to hurt her, but I was so forceful, I went wild. Her thong was around her knees and I helped. The hot water rained down on me as I sat, naked and vulnerable. Had five minutes passed since I had collapsed? Ten? All I could do was cry as the room filled with steam, wrapping me in a blanket of warmth that provided no warmth. There was a knock, just one, gentle and timid. “Holly?” A tiny creak and an even smaller surge of cool air told me the door was cracked. “Holly, are you okay?”The sound of his voice was calming, reminding me that I wasn't alone. “I'll be done in a second, Riley.” My. ”It seemed that everyone knew my itinerary except the most important person...me. I laughed it off in my mind. I am going to leave everything to them. At about that time I heard Erica start the engines which inside the hanger was almost deafening. Dawn pointed to a seat and took a seat opposite of me, hitting a button which was a signal to Erica. The plane started to move out of the hanger and become substantially quieter.Dawn leaned over to me which exposed the white creaminess of her.