I pushed my body tighter to his and could feel his hard cock poking me through his swim trunks. I slid my hand down his back over his tight ass and ar...und to his hard cock. I rubbed it and could feel it pulsating. I stepped back and slowly bent down running my tongue over his muscular chest then down his tight abdomen. I ran my mouth down over his swimsuit until I engulfed his cock in my lips. His hands went immediately to my head. I pulled his swimsuit down over his swollen cock. It was big. That means that I slept for like four hours. I grabbed my iPod and my book and went to my room to get ready, though it wasn't going to take me nearly as long as the girls.I stripped down to my nothingness and hopped in the shower, starting it fairly cold to help wake me up. Once I was sufficiently coherent, I made quick work of my scrubbing, then let the warm water cascade over me for a few minutes. By the time I turned off the water, I was feeling relaxed but alert. I climbed out of the. "Welcome, Mr. Davis. Do you have any bags?" Just the one, Stephanie." Her body language made it obvious that she wanted to play this as if they were strangers."Follow me, sir."Darren whispered under his breath, "To the ends of the earth," as he watched her walk in front of him. He felt his pants tighten. The tails of her top swept back and forth alternately revealing and hiding her ass. The leotard was tight around her, leaving little to the imagination.Stephanie stopped at the side of a white. I needed a good plan because I was going to get to the bottom of this. The next day at work I was telling my friend about the whole ordeal. She was just as shocked as I had been and she started coming up with different scenarios that could explain everything. One thing she said really got me wondering. She asked " hun you're husband doesn't like to ,um, play dress up does he?" Kind of shocked I exclaimed "no! Well at least I don't think so. You mean dress in drag? Surely not." My husband is a.