The girl at the supermarket checkoutgave me a big smile as I paid for a few essentials. I got the feeling shewas encouraging me; that she approved of ...e wearing a skirt. Once backinside my home I changed out of my demure office attire and put my ultra-short dress on. I wasn't an efficient office girl any more. I was a sissydoll with a hard cock in my knickers.On Saturday I woke with my boobies still attached. This meant that I hadto do my weekend shopping in girl mode. I went out fairly early,. With the door still open, I stood behind aunty and gently put my hand over her shoulders. (I was standing and she was sitting on the chair). There was no reaction from aunty.I slowly brought my hand a little down and could feel the softness of her flesh between the neck and the chest. Still finding no reaction, i moved my hand further down and could feel the soft cotton material of her bra. I then in a swift action drew my hand further down and there it was, the lovely boob with sharp nipples.. These two had been very close friends for many years and the two of them enjoyed time together with their husbands Derek and Simon. They also enjoyed time together on their own in a very special way. These two very attractive ladies, pillars of the community and both on various committees for both the church and other local institutions. How can I best describe them, both were confident well assured women not slim but perfectly proportioned and were always getting glances from men at social. They'd been a very hot lusty incestuous couple in their teen years and then life had taken them in totally separate directions. Samantha had eventually married and had children but now she was back visiting Pete and she'd already given him a very hot sexy blowjob before they'd gone out to dinner. Then, no sooner had they returned to Pete's house than they both stripped naked and Pete had eaten Samantha to her first orgasm of the night. If tradition held over all the intervening years, it.