I turn my head and much to my surprise in the dim light I a dark feminine silhouette, which could only be my own mother. She is sneaking, silently, in...o my room, and she carefully closes the door behind her without a sound. Mom tiptoes to my bed and sees me awake. She raises a finger to her lips and gestures whispering: “Ssshh… Be silent, my honey…”In a strange moment my heart stops as mom pulls up the hem of her thin nightgown, revealing a very pretty muff of dark furry hair. I had never even. I loved doing it. About 3 years later from my dressing origins I had perfected my dress style, posing, roleplay in my head ( didn’t know it was roleplay then lol ) constantly erect and enjoying the feelings and my reflection. I loved my dressing time, and today was one of those days, Aunty Sheila and Uncle Philip had popped over and were staying for a couple of days to see mother & father, I loved Aunty Sheila, she was 5ft5, medium build, great tits and cleavage ( always on show) and she always. It happened 3 months ago. Ruth the Maths Teacher of mine. Ruth is a short chick with a boobs not too big nor small , her ass is so good in shape,she got married to a man who was so bad looking. I went to her marriage and saw her not at all happy in their marriage . After their marriage she posted a pic in their fb with her hubby carrying her ,it was nice to see her boobs in that pic. I fanatised her and stroked my dick and tributed the pic.One fine day i made a plan to meet her and try some. " The tourists sat, and the man glanced at some notesbeside him, and then began."Well, folks, we have to go back to a little bit more than 5 yearsago. At that time, this town was called Tinsville. I was just a workingstiff, counting the days until I could retire. After my wife had died 2years earlier, it was all I could do to keep showing up each day."Well the morning it all started, I had no idea that it was going to beany different. Except that morning, I had woken up , well, lets justsay my.