The room was bathed in warm sunshine. They’d been lucky with their choice for a rendezvous.Nothing unusual to the casual observer, perhaps. But if t...e casual observer had looked around the room a tad more, he would have seen that all three were butt naked. Excepting maybe Rita. Rita was dressed in red thigh-high lace-up high-heeled boots and red fishnet stockings She knew exactly how to dress to impress.The room oozed an atmosphere of sultry pleasure. It was late in the afternoon, the mellow. Sensuously, they slid up the inside of his thighs as they moved toward the bulging pouch of his shorts. It felt like a hand on the back of her head, but she knew it was only in her mind as her face pressed forward again. Her mouth, unmistakably open, was again filled with cloth, this time only thin cotton, the hard cock throbbing beneath it. Her hand held the cock out so she could run her mouth up and down it, struggling to contain the jerking member with her small hands, her mouth bringing. It sounded sooooooo good. I look close and I realize that her door is cracked so I get as close as I can to it without hitting it. I peek in and I'm BLOWN THE FUCK AWAY !!!!!! I say to myself "oh my god, Mrs Murphy is a transexual". It's true, because I see her legs spread wide open stroking a HUGE white cock. My dick gets automatically hard. I don't know what to do, on one hand if I push open this door we could have some real REAL fun. But on the other, she may sic sexual harassment on me and. "Fair enough," she said. "Here's what I know. I know that the day you told me about the accident I was scheduled to be in the first time, your personality underwent a radical change. One day you were immature little Billy, the next day you were hugging on me, telling me you loved me, and you weren't sure of the exact date. You got into a fight with a huge bully at school, something completely out of character for you, and you put him in the hospital. You came home that day and caught us smoking.