I stood under that warm water for what seemed like hourswhile he soaped and caressed my body. But he did not once , touch myfully-hard cock. We got o...t and dried each other off and he led me to thebedroom and laid me on his bed and proceeded to kiss every inch of my body,again, everywhere; except my cock! He then straddled me and gently ran hiscock over my chest, my face, my legs, my stomach, even my toes. He thenasked if I would like to see him cum... I almost whispered, "Yes!" Hestood at. I realized I could use it to make a fantasy come true. I always wantedto make a SWI on Fictionmania using a real Mistress to feminize me for aday, and take photo's documenting the transformation.I looked around the internet and emailed a few online Mistresses.I found Mistress Candy and knew she was the right girl for the job.She really seemed to want to do this, and even offered me a discount onher usual rate if I put an ad for her in the story. I called her to setup the appointment."Hello," a. Unfortunately, the woman was nowhere to be seen, so I walked back to my car, with a raging hard-on. I badly wanted to release the pressure so I drove home really fast hoping that my wife was in a receptive mood."Hi Sally. Wow, you look really sexy," I said, looking at her laying on the couch in her mini skirt and T-shirt.Before she could reply I jumped on top of her and began kissing her wildly. She grabbed my cock, which had stayed hard all through the drive home."What brought this on?" she. It was well received and disappeared surprising fast.The people who had put together a group to play music, set up in the dancing hall as we were referring to the other barn. Once the music started, people wandered in and out, as they pleased. We had added benches around the walls so people could enjoy the music and have a rest without leaving, if they wished.Greta dragged me off to the dance floor, and I didn’t get to leave it for some time except to have a quick scull of the drink put in my.