"What's the catch?" I asked Phoebe.But it was Carla who answered in her place. "Well silly little sissy, if you want to be a girl again you have to ac... like one". Then she started to kiss Phoebe again, this again caused a tent to form in my boxers from my erection."Why don't we start?" Carla asked after she had kissed Phoebe several more times.Carla walked over to me putting her hands on my boxer shorts she made easy work of pulling them completely off me. Then Carla also helped me remove my Mr. They were talking for a good fifteen minutes so I got myself a glass of water and then mom put the phone down, I sat down with her and asked if anything had happened, she said "Dad won't be home for a couple of days, there has been a big storm where he is and he can't get back and it looks like the storm is heading our way too" Oh no, when will Dad be home? is he okay?" They have said he can't come back whilst the weather there is bad plus the storm is coming this way so I doubt he will be back. The problem started when he met two individuals from the golf club and I know that he had taken a couple of photos of me, naturally nude, I never thought he would show them around, well he did. I also never expected that he told these two men that I loved to fuck and would love a combination of men, one after the other and that my bottom was also on the fuck agenda. I also didn’t know that he invited them back for lunch with the ‘dessert’ being me.Doreen became aware that the story was. Then came the chilling night. As they say, night changes many things. We were, post-dinner, still giggling, enjoying in the same room all four of us together. We felt that we were made for each other sharing college stories, life, and other stuff.Nida, too, lost all inhibition she has for strangers (She never removes her head cover except before me). She was speaking about all her stories and past. The weather was inviting. I couldn’t stop looking at my wife as a husband, occasionally holding.