As we talked he said he was scared to approach others as he didn’t know what to say and he didn’t have any experience so he wasn’t sure what to ...o. I thought about what he’d said as I made him a drink and as we sat on the sofa I leaned across to him and said “I can help you out” as I put my hand on his knee, he looked surprised as he said “You sure”, smiling at him I said “Yes but our secret”.As he nodded my hand was rubbing the inside of his thigh through his jeans, he turned to face me and. When he awoke he almost broke an ankle because he forgothe still had he heels on. He headed for the bathroom and cursedthat he now had to wipe himself every time he went. The fact thathe had to sit didn't bother him. He looked at himself I the full-length mirror and couldn't helpbut be amazed at how he looked. He looked so feminine that hestarted getting hard only to be racked in pain as his chastity beltdid its thing. That night when he arrived for work Harold met him. Harold toldhim he was. He was well satisfied with his life. He had eighteen month's seniority in his new job and his voice was beginning to be heard in the boardroom downtown. His marriage was back on track and life was pretty darned good, everything considered.The fall was well advanced; the forecasters said there would be frost in the hill country over the weekend. It was cool right now, but not terribly so. He could hear Barbara humming happily in the kitchen behind him. She'd decided a glass of hot chocolate. With someone else, that is. Ty, Ty, Ty, you sure knew how to suck pussy. Abby blushed at the memory. The young blonde shifted in her seat, unexpectedly aware of her hardened clit inside the tight shorts. Looking down at herself as she parked in the Moffatts driveway, Abby noticed her nipples were now erect, and much more obvious than before her little mental trip down memory lane. She sighed, shook her head, then giggled. Walking up the sidewalk, Abby tried hunching her shoulders to minimize.