There had been that session before that she had left with that strong vision of Dusty.Of Dusty taking her in the ass.This time it was no vision. She h...d no sooner received another of the impotent shots that David left the room and Dusty walked in. Somehow the shock wasn't as great as it should have been. She was so mentally saturated with sex that she didn't object, relenting instead to his searching hands and mouth. Within minutes he had ravaged her with both but his pleasuring foreplay didn't. I heard the door to the house open. I began stroking. I heard her footsteps in the hall. I began to moan a little. Silence. And then, after a few minutes, I heard the creak of the door. She was there again. This time she was only wearing a pair of cotton panties! For the first time ever, I saw my sister's bare breasts! I began stroking so fast that I came almost immediately. I exploded all over the place. I lay there panting for a while, cleaned myself off, and noticed that the door was still. Then itwouldn't be "our" personal and private intimacy with each other but"the" way I related to the world, or one of the ways. Then Ireally would be more her girlfriend than her husband. I knew I'dsoon take on a feminine social identity whether I wanted one ornot. and then I really would begin to think of myself as feminine.I dressed to the nines anyhow. I'd gone out that day to buy her areally stunning cocktail dress for her birthday, and found one thatwas absolutely scrumptious, elongated. I hadn't had sex for about six weeks and he was attractive I was certainly interested and started to feel arousal in my breasts and legs. I wasn't sure if I was wet for sex. I asked him if he had ever been naked with a woman and he shook his head. I asked if he was prepared to take off his trousers and boxers for me. He nodded and slowly folded his slacks and lowered his boxers. I was facing him and unbuttoned my cardigan just a little and then I saw a flaccid but long cock and thick black hair.