It was a thursday night, late April, I was walking home from a club at about 2 in the morning. I was wearing a short, black and white plaid, pleated s...irt and white singlet that hugged my chest but loosened and finished just above my belly button, along with my usual fishnet stockings and ankle boots with stiletto heels about 5 inches tall. I hadn't had much to drink but was already pretty tired so wasn't paying much attention to anything around me. I came up to my bus stop, sat down, and. He did not object and so, as well as wearing thenightdress during lovemaking to begin with, it soon became his normalnight-time attire.Well, as you might imagine with the lesbian theme dominating, a gradualfeminisation process followed with the husband putting up little or noresistance to this progression.To start with, he removed all his body hair, at his own suggestion.This was just after he started wearing nightdresses, in particular hisnew satin one. He now keeps his body completely hair. I groaned a bit and my hand went to my cock, I rubbed myself through my shorts, squeezing the length as it grew to its full size.Her hands dropped and her head turned, I knew she saw me as a little mischievous smile spread across her face. She opened her legs wide; her eyes looked right into mine as I watched her. Her juices almost glistened in the soft moonlight as she ran her fingers up and down her slit. I moved a closer until I was standing at the foot of her blanket. I ran my eyes from her. She knew how to please a man and she took her time. She gently used her tongue to lick my head and then she licked down to the base of my cock. She did something unexpected and revealed my balls and slowly began sucking each individual ball. Now as a complete virgin, I had never thought about getting my balls sucked and I went crazy. I wanted to scream, but I had to stifle cries since we were on a bus full of people. I gripped my armrest and pushed the bottom of the seat ahead with my feet..