I was leaking precum like a faucet running at a slow trickle, as her fingers ran up and down the shaft. Clair ran her fingers through the pooling pre ...um and brought her fingers to her lips. She coated her lips with the shiny fluid then stuck out her tongue for a lick. She opened her mouth and stuck her fingers in and sucked the fluid off of them. She sucked on them like she was sucking on my cock and I was watching every movement, my cock twitching between my legs. I thought I was going to cum. I copied Cynthia's movements, the way she touched herneck, the way she held her hands. I watched movies, and I identifiedwith the women's role.On Tuesday, I walked into Dr. Martin's office carefully. I was wearingblue heels and a blue patterned sundress. dress. My makeup wascomplete.It had been a week, that's all. But my collection of maid's dresses hadgrown to eight. My ears had been pierced -- two holes on one side, threeon the other. My perfume was sweet, lighter than the men's colognes Ihad. Lynn! You timed that on purpose?”“Marcus! Would I do that to my second favorite bartender?” She smiled and winked and blew her favorite gay guy a kiss and then to Erin, her wife and favorite bartender.The assembled friends and family mingled and talked and reacquainted themselves with each other. The five older girls had glasses of grape juice, some red, some white, and were talking with the grownups about the two things they knew best, the game of Scrabble and farting. The farting conversation. She told that though she was happy being a Hotwife she was in doubt about her husband’s willingness to this. After only this stage I disclosed Rahul about my contact with her. But he was not overwhelmed as he had already made up his mind to keep his fantasy as a fantasy forever. He never though that his wife would agree to try the fun make his fantasy come true.Lateron, when I sent him the whole chat history, he believed – more than that – shocked to know about the other side of wife. I told.