I guess it was my shyness or the fear of hearing a ‘no’ from Ed, but I kept myself ‘under the radar’ for a while, feeling Lana as a threat for...me on the grounds of my secret crush, because she was sexier than me and she wasn’t too held off to be near him where she felt she was able to mark her territory. For a long time, I felt that way until Lana told me other version of her story.One day, she invited me to lunch with her. Me, a simple secretary, having lunch with an aristocrat and the biggest. ”“Not yet.” I started on my clothes. She watched for a minute before starting on her own. “I was wrong. Going up the stairs with your butt twitching isn’t when you look sexiest,” I said when she was bare. There was more to Gwen now than there had been when we’d married -- her breasts rode lower now -- but all of it was sexy as hell. One place where there was a little less was her pubic hair. “You trimmed it again?”“I go swimming Saturdays when you have Tim.” While she was saying that, I. After this he sucked my tits and snogged me again. He then worked his way down to my cunt again and licked and probed my tight wet slit with his tongue and fingers. He then stood up on the bed and I took his dick in my mouth sucking him hard and fast deep throating him licking his balls at the same time and I was fingering myself whilst doing this. This lad Craig was well fit, shaved head, pierced eyebrow, sixpack well hot. He then fucked my face good. after this he had me on all fours as he. But I'd already been through this before, right? The first time is always the worst. Well, almost. That's true for just about everything. Three days ago K stuck breasts onto me and dressed me up in tight jeans, and then unveiled Cindy to my virgin eyes. After that--other than finding myself sporting a sudden vagina--any further adventures in cross-dressing were bound to feel a little anti-climatic. That first encounter with Cindy had been profoundly unsettling. The realization that I could be.