When a slow song comes on, she quickly downs her wine, undoes the third button of her blouse to show more cleavage and heads back into the crowd. Next... an older dark-haired man catches her hand. He swings her around and brings her close to him. She melts into his arms and they start to move to the sound of a jazzy tune. She closes her eyes, letting herself go. He is just a few centimetres taller than she is. His dark tan contrasts with his white shirt and pants. The following music is even. I had it all. Itwas incredible. I chose a pair of white lace ones and pulled them on,immediately loving the way they cradled my ass. I wriggled into the pencilskirt, too.I reassessed myself in the mirror. "Looking good," I thought. Now I neededshoes. Again, no men's shoes remained in my closet. I now had an extensivecollection of women's footwear. "Those black pumps will go great with thisskirt," I thought. What? Why did I think that? Now that I had a woman'slower half, was I starting to think. I wrote a check and drove it down to the bank. Sandy was home when I got back."Oh. There you are! I was wondering where you went." Sandy chirped as I came in the front door."I had to run a special errand. I got a call from the bank. The mortgage hasn't been paid. I had to write a check and hand carry it down there. I was very embarrassed." Frowning, I faced her squarely and looked her in the eye."Oh. I thought I mailed them a check last week." A bead of sweat broke out on her upper lip as she. Feel him cum inside of you! Would you like that, sweetie?"Mrs.Perkins was gong in and out of me, yet was not going very deep. I was feeling a bit wanton so...."Oh My GOD, Please Mommy" I asked, "PLEASE make me feel what a woman feels....."Mrs Perkins was still rubbing my nipples and smiling down at me as she thrusted in."Please Mommy" I was now begging, "PLEASE go deeper..." Are you sure, sweetie?" Mrs Perkins asked."Yes Mommy," I shot back and then couldn't believe the words that came out of.