She was humming a happy tune as she placed the wig on my head and brushed out the curls to give it a very full look with a loose curl. The change was ...othing short of astonishing, if I didn't know who the person in the mirror was you would never have been able to convince me that I was looking at a man! The woman staring at me from the mirror had full lips that begged to be kissed, her smoky brown eyelids and long curly lashed brought out an innocence in her eyes, and her soft fluffy hair. My bonus income. Eventually Gabriel lifted the door and I locked it behind him.“How are you?” I said as I took his coat.“Very nervous.” He said quietly.“Don't worry. I will relieve the tension shortly.”“I feel guilty.” He whispered as I undid his shirt. Taking a wad of money from the breast pocket. “Are you undressing me?” “Yes It is much better for you to be free.”“Oh I'm not sure about being naked!” He said concerned.I held his shoulders and reassured him. “Trust me. It will be worth it.” He. There I sat, in my underwear with a huge visible hard on pressing against her, rubbing her tits. This went on for quite some time. Her eyes were closed so she couldn’t see my cock about to burst out of my tight briefs, but she had to of felt it. My bulge was pressed against her pelvis area and I did my best to be sure she felt my balls and shaft against her. With a new goal in mind, I got up and sat beside her again and began to focus on the front of her legs. More oil poured onto her thighs. It’s seven feet tall, honey. There’s no chance anybody will see us.”“Hank and Sara will see. No. I can’t imagine that.” That is what I meant by letting her move at her own speed.“I just wanted you to know. I figured you’d chicken out. But,” I said turning back toward the house, “like I said a little while ago, you’ve learned to enjoy what I suggest. Why balk at this? It isn’t an invitation to an orgy. It’s just nudity.“I showed you those nudist videos and pages. You saw that nobody judges, and,.