While I did occasionally wear jeans and slacks, and I likedthe way tights felt and looked on me when I went running or worked out,for whatever reason ... felt most comfortable wearing a dress or skirt. Ihad also taken to working on my voice, finding YouTube videos thatexplained how to adjust the way I used my voice to alter not only thepitch but also a more feminine vocabulary.I still didn't really understand why dressing, and really living, as awoman had become such an important part of my life,. You are attracting attention, and not just from me. Blushing slightly, the two of you go no further in the bar, but the unspoken agreement has been reached. You are mutually in lust, and it's time to take the encounter to the next level.He stands up, and graciously helps you to your feet, and holds your jacket as you slip it back on. He hands you his room key and whispers the number, and you both walk to the elevator lobby together.I trail behind, but not so far that I miss the chance to board. "Then show her that you like her tits..."Harry's fingers slowly fondled her nipples through the tiny bra, causing them to harden some more."Lovely, Lucy... lovely." Thank you, sir." They smiled at each other in the mirror.Helen urged, "Kiss... go ahead and kiss."He placed his hands on her bare waist and smiled at her. "May I?" What, sir?" Hug and kiss you?" Yes, sir."Harry turned her and drew her half-naked body against his bare chest. Hugging her, he kissed her hotly on the mouth. An excited. Ball draining blow-job or not, I was not going to last much longer than I did the first time! Thankfully, Devon didn't need me to last very long.I shifted my hips up, put my hands on the bed on either side of Devon. I raised my ass and fucked down into her. At depth, I held my position and slowly rotated my hips. Devon's eyes opened wide; she arched her head back. I swear it sounded like she barked her pleasure. A cute little bark, but she barked. I felt triumphant! I pulled back and fucked.