Something about knowing another man is taking my pussy, and how sexy my wife looks giving herself to him, and how he will look at me when I see him.....just makes my body come alive! Every time I heard a car driving down my street my heart raced and my excitement flared only to be disappointed when the car didn't stop. I looked at the clock, 2:30 am. At last I heard the sound of a car stopping outside the house followed by the sound of its door closing. I heard the click of high heels coming up. My mind was racing, my pussy was wet and tingling and I was actually rather hungry. I was wearing only a slinky, little summer dress on with a pair of small heels, but I thought that I had looked sexy as I put on one of my wigs and some makeup to go out. I walked into a dollar store and grabbed some chips, cookies and a soda and went to the cashier. He rang it up for $7.45 and that’s when I realized that I had forgotten my purse and any type of money. I asked the guys if I could come by to pay. It was amazing, and all of us were applauding immediately.To think that my sweet Annie, who was normally very quiet, could hit those high notes was amazing. Sean and I were grinning like idiots after that. The women went on to do three more numbers, but none of them required that high a note. We all applauded like crazy when they were finished. Annie came directly into my arms as the group broke up."That was fantastic!" I told her and kissed her. "You are fantastic! I didn't know that you could. -----Ten minutes later I was stepping out of the change-room at thegym, having exchanged my business attire for the comfort of apair of shorts and a T-shirt. Located less than a block awayfrom the office, the gym was the perfect place to stop aftersitting behind a desk all day. Not only did it give me a chanceto work out my frustrations, but it was also helping me todevelop the kind of body I felt I should have been born with.A closet transsexual for most of my life, I'd only recentlystarted.