After making it out of the changing rooms just in time we rushed off to our last lesson of the day which we spent sitting next to each other hand in h...nd under the table and hand on cock for part of it, which we had to stop as the teacher came and stood next to us as we watched a short video of an experiment. The lesson finished without any more fun  but I was gloating as I only had one more night sleep before I got to spend the weekend with Elliot and the kid he was babysitting, O shit I. We bought a home together not long after we wed. It was then that shefully embraced my cross-dressing. She bought me a French maid's outfitthe day we moved in. Since we did not have a domestic at that time, Iknew what she wanted. I did not object and saw it as a good way to save alittle money when we were just living on our trust funds.I spent most of my time en femme after that. I of course broke characterto play the man I was supposed to be at our family gatherings and when wehad our friends. Pablo let me to take his hand and I led him to the guest bedroom.Once inside I dropped to my knees and pulled down his trousers.His nice bronze cock sprang to attention, poking me in the eye.I just dove onto his cock, licking and sucking him until he groaned.I sucked him hard, until I got my reward: a full mouth of salty young semen, which I greedily swallowed without wasting a single drop.I then stood up and let the pool guy pull my tiny bikini off my body.He grabbed me by the waist, pulling. We had a schedule to maintain and we were technically a day behind right then, since I'd had Katrina cancel a shoot to come up here. We'd just really have to check those pictures good, making sure Mom was nice and anonymous ... and getting her to sign a modeling consent form. I felt a little dizzy thinking about that, my own mother being a model for my pornographic web site. So much for reality, I thought. I'd have to make sure Kristine cut my mom a check at our going rate for models, that.