I was still wearing the brassiere!Quickly, I made an excuse to leave the table and covertly dashed into my mom's bedroom to return the bra back to its...original place. Quietly sneaking out and back into my room, my heart pumping with excitement.Months went by and I'd resisted the temptation to dress in any woman's clothing. I had convinced myself that it was just an experiment. Something all boys did out of curiosity. I wasn't weird, it wasn't 'gay'. The words that my friends would have used to. As graduation approached, we had a family meeting back home, during which we planned our future. I would be graduating with a bachelor's degree in marketing and a minor in physical education. Matt's major was accounting with a minor in business management. All of us came to the decision that there was really nothing holding us here in Arkansas. Kris's Gym was a great success and would serve as the foundation on which to build our future. Matt and I were to move to Southern California, scout out. .I feel a bit weird with someone watching. So even if you don't want to join in on the fun, it will make me more comfortable if you are up here with us." I couldn't believe my ears, but she put it perfectly. It was not an offer for them to do anything together, just a simple request to put her at ease. And one my wife could hardly say no to. As we all finished our second drink and stripped off our clothes, we climbed onto the bed. We tossed some of the pillows out of the way to make room for. She was a bit large and somewhat sturdy, which was now accentuated by her big round belly, but absolutely not plump or fat. She had a face that wasn’t overly attractive, with fairly common features, but definitely not ugly. Her long, straight hairs were bleached and her body looked quite good, which I could see rather well since she was wearing a low-cut red summer dress. She had nice long legs and quite large breasts that were so cheerfully moving around in her little dress that I got the.