"Cindy, I can't really" I said with the conviction of an alcoholic in front of a Grand Martini. Still kissing me, she took my left hand, on her stomac... and put it on her right tit. "Kiss me uncle, let me thank you. Let me take care of you." Well what's a man to do? I kissed her back, grabbed her tit, even venturing down to go under her shirt. She made no move to stop me. So I inched my way up and stroked her now hard nipple over her bra. She had perfect size tits, just enough to fill my hands.. I did have quite a bit of hair on my chest, and I couldimagine that it might feel better if it wasn't there when my wife playedwith my breasts. And after all, lots of men shave or even wax theirchests, so why not. I spent quite a bit of time shaving, trying to getall the hair off. I decided to do under my arms too and then decided I'dalso try to trim some of the hair down by my cock as well. That wouldmake it nicer for my wife when she gave me a blow job, I thought. Justbeing considerate,. I decided I was 100% bi and wanted to try something new, so I began crossdressing more seriously. I went to swimming lessons so now I had an excuse to shave my legs and body. I met a transexual on facebook which would go out nearby where I lived so I asked her if I could join her one day, and she said of course! Lets name her Ally. It took like 2 weeks for me to finally have my parents and sister not home for a couple of nights so I could go with Ally. Oh, before this I actually met Ally and. I grab her arm and discretely escort her to my office. She staggers a bit as I help her to my chair. I put down my drink as I pace. I turn around, and there's Kelly taking a mouthful of my drink! She starts coughing continuously as the liquid burns going down her throat. I run my hand up and down her back, trying to relax her. Eventually, the coughing subsides and I stop rubbing her back. "Don't stop," she says. I hesitate. "Don't stop or I'll tell my dad." I can almost see her smile from the.