He was happy his long brown habit hid his erection,the last thing he wanted was for his two errant subjects to see he was getting pleasure from beati...g them. He waited;he heard footsteps coming up the corridor towards his study.He heard muffled voices and a nervous giggle,a girl giggling.He felt his heart beat faster,he felt very much excited. They knocked at the door and he bid them enter.They came into his study and the girl had a smile on her face.The boy looked more apprehensive,perhaps he. When we did make the brief foray into class discussion, it was usually a sarcastic or satirical comment, which the teacher dismissed, being it being too far advanced for normal classes of our age. We talked after school as well. It would be a budding romance, it not for the pain inside of me craving to reveal itself.I took a look at myself in the mirror over my desk, which was clogged with rustic and ancient looking books, in addition to the usual school books. The reflection staring back at me. ”A month passed. I got use to James changing into women’s clothes when he got home from work, and eventually it even opened our sex life a little. He fucked me with his new clothes on once a week, I’m guessing because the horniness of his knew life got to be too much. Then one day, we were sitting at the table, both in dresses, he just said it.“I want to arrange it so you can get fucked.”“Why?”“Because I want to see you get pleasure, but I also think it would be hot.”“And you wouldn’t mind just. Once I'm naked and you're naked, I bet things will heat up." She turned around to allow Randall access to the clasp of her bra, and then leaned forward to let it drop off her shoulders. Turning back around, she licked her lips and murmured, "If things turn out to be good, we can always backtrack some on the romantic parts..."Well, the tits were as advertised, Randall reflected, not huge but not bad. He knelt to work the snap of Erin's hip-huggers, unzipping them, then running into a surprising.