After all my hard work I was left to finish myself off. Being the horny little tramp that I was, I kept a small vibrator in my bag at all times. I fis...ed it out of my purse and switched it on, caressing my swollen wet clit. Using long strokes I felt my pussy drip onto the seat. Applying pressure to my hood piercing, I groaned. Finally, now we’re getting somewhere. I thought of his stout little cock entering my now drenched cunt, it tightened in response. I pushed the slippery vibrator into my. One night, when she was busybehind the bar, I stayed in her room and made myself as much like her asI could - the first time I'd drawn nylon over my legs, seen themrevealed by a short skirt. Her clothes couldn't suit me, too angular,muscular, male for that, but they liberated me from myself, from thepretence. If Connie ever knew I was sporadically wearing her clothes,she never said, but I have her and her seduction of me to thank for whathappened. She started the slow realisation of what I was. " I laughed when I said it.I shook hands with Wilson and then introduced Jennifer to them. I could feel uneasiness and even signs of dislike on Jennifer's face when she saw Wilson paying attention to her face and body. Roger was married to a former model but Wilson was single. I couldn't blame Wilson. Jennifer was wearing a black notched-lapel jacket and black poly crepe sheath that came down to three inches above her knees. I wondered why I had never paid any attention to Jennifer in the. "As I packed my bag and cleaned my desk, I could hear the sounds he made while jacking off behind me. I closed my eyes and pictured him jacking off. I heard a long loud moan and knew he had climaxed. I turned to look at him and was amazed at how much cum he was covered in. I felt my own pussy juices start to flow. I threw the tissue box at him and told him to clean up and meet me in the car.Bobby left for college that August. I went to visit him during school breaks. He wrote me long letters.