It was now 3:45.“Looks like we’re on our way.” Will only be 30 mins late.”“Pls hurry and be safe” was her immediate response.The 45 min fl...ght seemed to go very slowly, yet in reality, the pilot made up a few minutes and we arrived 10 minutes early.At 4:20, I texted my wife:“Just landed, on my way.”No response from her, which was very unusual, particularly since I knew that she was anxious for me. With my imagination wandering, I wanted to call her, but I was in too much of a hurry as I ran. Feeling her bottom and the crack of her ass. Sliding down to press his questing fingers into her silk-covered snatch. She gasped and moaned – unable to remain completely silent. His touch made her heart race anew, her nipples tighten, and her sex begins to moisten.Seconds later he eased her down on the bed on her back. Fear and arousal fought for control of her brain as his hands slid down her thighs and roughly ripped away the thong. He tossed it in pieces on the floor. She looked fearfully. Plus the corset tookmy waist to a very svelte 26 inches.My breast implants were nicely healed and I sported healthy C cup boobsnow.I was on light female hormones and had had electrolysis done for asmooth, more feminine looking face.My makeup was becoming expert after months of practice, and Geoff reallyliked makeup on me.My heels were higher now as well, with four inch heels being themininmum for work, and five inch heels in the bedroom.Yes, sex with Geoff was still something I wasn't used to. And I then I started speaking."I started dressing up when I was nine. My sister Kathy, she's threeyears older than me, she was in the gymnastic squad when she was atschool. Anyway, she had these fancy leotards and I was fascinated withthem. Eventually, I took one, and tried it on. And I liked wearing it.After the leotard, I moved on to her underwear and her other clothes.She confronted me about it, and I admitted it. Then I had to admit tomy parents. My Dad said he would accept it, but that he.