"Oh yeah, that's the way to start the day."Margaret said, "Why you cheeky little tart, you're riding on my gift for the night. The least you can do is...to share him."Sheena was now posting on my hips and said, "Move over, Margaret, let him him roll me over and really give it to me."She did, and I did, really pounding into her as she let out a very audible groan. In just a few strokes she was clutching me tightly, experiencing a fast, frantic orgasm.When she collapsed, I kissed her and moved on. The thigh high stockings were a joy to don. Dressedin my few pretties, I finished dressing with my men's clothes and passedthe day feeling most girly. My wife returned from shopping laden with groceries. After everythingwas put away she came to me, hugged me and discovered that I hadsomething slippery on under my shirt. She pulled my shirt up out of mytrousers and found the cami. She was bemused more than shocked ordisturbed. "What else do you have under there", she asked.I confessed that. I don't remember why I did that. "Nice and warm in here, don't you think?" She said to me, sitting upright in bed. "Now that you say it, yes!" I actually hadn't noticed until that moment. The room had a huge picture window, but it couldn't be opened, probably for security reasons. She stretched and grabbed her shoelaces, pulling loop after loop to loosen the knot. Then she pulled the heel and pulled the shoe off her foot. First one, then the other. I savored this sight every moment. She leaned. If I have been gone for less than two weeks, stop reading and know that I’m okay. If it has been longer, read on.”Since it’s been a month, you read on.“I know that I’ve never really talked about what I do on these trips. Well, if I’m gone for this long then it probably means I need help. I never wanted you to enter this world I’m in, but it seems you are my last hope. You see, I am part of an elite organization that finds creatures of evil in this world and destroys them. I know that sounds.