Now about six inches long, she examined the whole package – it was the first time she had ever seen a naked man. She looked at the sac underneath an... could see two small nodules, these must be what she had heard called balls. The penis or cock as her friends called what boys had was like a mushroom with the top looking like a helmet; it was nestled in some very fine hair, not much but easy to see.As if by instinct she stroked her hand up and down, feeling the soft skin slide over a much harder. "Put some boy clothes on over it." as she rolls her eyes.We went to our favorite greasy spoon where we are familiar with the staff and knew some of the other customers. It felt so erotic being out and sitting there talking with people we knew while I was freshly shaved and wearing slutty sissy clothes underneath my boy clothes. My wife made it even more difficult. She was sitting across from me in the booth. She'd bring her leg up and rub it against my legs while we we're talking. There was no. Something's happened to you." I'm a ghost," I thought. "Aren't I supposed to be pale?"Well, that brought the proverbial house down. All of my friends broke out laughing. Through their mirth I muttered, "You'd think I'd be getting used to you all being able to read my mind or at least find a way to keep some of my thoughts private." Sure can be done," said Valerie. "But it takes practice and it's lots of work." Yeah, I'm still a fledgling at all of this," I admitted once again.Rubbing my right. “I need a nap, I am exhausted!” she said. “Me too,” I said. We both went into her room and within five minutes were both asleep.Just over an hour later I woke, I was getting hungry and guessed Monique was as well, I woke her with a bit of stroking that made her purr as she slowly woke up, I pulled on my shorts and a T-shirt. She just wore a large T-shirt, as we went to eat, drink, and watch a bit of TV. Some two hours later, the Lads arrived back and as we all sat around chatting, I could see.