It was close to the office and it was easy to slip away there for a couple of hours on most days.Mike was a great lover, passionate and inventive, far...better than Simon had ever been, and Carla lapped it up.She told Mike about Simon, what a wimp he was, how she treated him like dirt and never had sex with him, and Mike found the whole thing hilarious.He particularly loved the idea of Carla deliberately teasing poor Simon and the two of them would often lie in bed, laughing fit to burst about. She pushed my dress up past my tits and began to lick my breasts around and around. Her cock had followed her extension of herself and was now throbbing lightly underneath my sex valley. Trapped between my legs it had nowhere to go except inside my waiting love channel. She slid her body away from me without losing contact and shoved her erect cock into my waiting cunt. It was heaven I murmured to her. Spear me again. And she pulled back without leaving me and rammed herself against my mound.. And then Ellerie brought that book and asked me if I was able to read it.”“So you stole the translations.”“It didn’t really feel like stealing, since I was the one who’d translated them in the first place. I had a hunch about where to find the ruins, so I got greedy and took off. I didn’t find anything, but I suppose you could say I spent that time in the hills having my own little adventures. It wasn’t the epic quest I’d dreamed of, but it was certainly a new experience. And I got the chance. I had so loved the lines at the back of the legs, imaginingwhere they were leading to. I felt myself swell a little at the thought,for although dressing like a female was an exciting experience for me, itwas only women that I was interested in. I so admired and envied theirfemininity, such a powerful thing, and a beautiful woman (like Rosie)would make me want to take them, possess them, just as any other redblooded male.My moment of reflection was broken as Rosie passed me a mid-thigh.