He realizes this. Reaches down. I move my hand. He opens his belt and top button. I reach in. There it is. I feel the warmth of his cock in my hand. T...is is freaking unbelievable. All these people and no one knows I'm holding this guys cock. There is not much I can do other than hold and squeeze it. Any type of body movement or stroking motion might wake my husband or be observed by people around me. Luckily all the reading lights in the area were off. I want to pleasure the guy but what can I. Shirl scrambled for the cordless phone."Who the hell are you?" one of other patrons asked from the dark of the bar."I'm the guy they called to take out the trash. Got a problem with that?"There wasn't an answer."I understand a drunk mouthing off," Scott said. "You lay hands on a woman, you leave, period. Threaten to come back with a gun? It pisses me off." Shit," somebody muttered."I spent the last couple of years getting shot at by better assholes than this guy," Scott said. "I don't like it. If any of you know of someone, I’ll be back four weeks from Monday, and will be looking for one then.’ One of the guys asked Dan if he was taking it too far. He said work just isn’t worth all that. Dan was ready, he had thought it many times himself. ‘You know, I was thinking that the first time I put on my new work uniform. Actually, I am more accustomed to wearing women’s clothing now, men’s clothing doesn’t seem to fit right anymore. Since I am going to be dressed as a woman most of the. My young virginal and innocent ways would transform into a young man comfortable and familiar with a woman's body. Yes, even a woman the age of my grandmother.She was certainly no beauty, by any teenage standards at least. With a curly mop of gray hair that matched the hair between her legs incidentally, she would never pass for middle age ever again. Then there was the wide round ass and huge hanging breasts - both tapering to, if not thin, a waist the revealed her hourglass figure. Her legs.