His mother remained unmoved too. He could hear his mother’s breath getting harder.He started to slowly move his palms around her breasts. He for the...first time heard a mellow whistling breath sound of his mother and he noticed that his mother had closed her eyes unable to bear the pleasure of her son’s touch on her breasts. She needed it as it has been a long time since she had been touched by a man. Karthik then bent towards her other breast and did something which he used to do when he was a. My fantasy had been that I would see a beautiful woman in a skimpy negligee. I never expected more. I was suddenly terrified. While we were the only two in this area, this was essentially a public setting. Night-time security would be by soon. “What are you doing?” I stammered.She laughed. “If you were a good salesman, you’d demonstrate just how sexy and alluring this garment is. And how I’d be a fool not to buy it.”“I need to close out my register,” was all I could think to say. “It’s. Perfect fora summer day. Sitting on the dresser, Mark opened the drawers andstarted applying light make-up. Mark's fair complexion helped, as hedid not require much in terms of make-up. Just a light foundation andsome lipstick. Mark took the clip-on earrings and finally settled thewig over his short hair. And the transformation was complete.Looking at the mirror, Mark saw a woman. She had some masculinefeatures. But, she was still passable. Her breasts were on the smallerside, but Mark was. Well, I was interested in learning a little more about her tits and so I pulled her shirt up a bit so I could do some exploring of my own. Guess I wasn’t moving fast enough for her, though. She put her arms straight up in the air, and seemed to be waiting for me to take her shirt off. Well, I just went ahead and did it, and, as I was admiring my handiwork, she unhooked her bra and threw it on the floor right next to where her shirt was laying. Shoot, I’d seen some nice looking.