Not only did I have to get used to being a female so quickly, but I had also already experimented with sex, relationships, dating, and breaking up. No... I had gotten a significant promotion at my job, and my parents were going to be moving far away soon, which meant I would have an entire house to myself. I decided to use the few days I had left before going back to work to just be myself.Leslie had helped me find my way as a girl, which I much appreciated. It was time to find myself now,. We don’t appreciate things that fall into our laps.Next day, we were in the kitchen and she asked me not to come to work for the next day, I asked why she said you don’t come that’s it and don’t attend my phone calls also. I said ok next day I followed her instructions and she gatecrashed at my doorstep, I was surprised she said she has informed her husband that I was disturbed as I would miss the little boy Rahul so you have not come to work and she have come to convince me, her husband was. He has a degree in petroleum engineering, and she got a degree in English. She didn't get a teaching certificate, so I wonder what kind of job she'll get. Her gravy train has derailed if I have anything to say about it.She didn't mention, in her story, that while she was fucking around on her "boring, tired, and inattentive" husband, it was because I was working myself to death for us. Yes, I was gone a lot our first year. I was happily working forty hours a week, carrying twenty hours of tough. Can you do that for me? Can I do this for you?” I hate it when she cries. Any resistance in me dies. “Jess, I’m not going to pity fuck you. I shouldn’t even be rubbing my dick between your pussy lips.” “But you will.” I nod. Her lips and eyes smile at me with something I remember seeing in her room only eight hours ago appears and remains. This is a tigress, ready to pounce on her prey. She kisses me deeply and passionately. I grab her ass and allow my hands to roam all over this foreign.