Mere do dost drink karte the aurunki girl freinds bhi thi. Unhone mujhe kai baar blue films dikhayi thiAur drink bhi karvayi thi jiski wajah se kuch s...may baadmein bahut garam rehne laga. Kisi bhi ladki ko dekhte hi mera lund Naag ke phanki tarah khada ho jaata tha mein din mein 2-3 baar apni building ki ladkiyo aurbhabhiyon ke baare mein soch soch kar muth maara karta tha. Har samay meredimag mein ladkiyan ghuma karti thi aur kisi nangi ladki ko dekhne ke liyetadap raha tha. Bhaiya ghar par. . Not yet the whole thing but it would only be a matter oftime before that would happen.I ran to my lab and activated a life support unit big enough to assistmy own dick.Later that afternoon I felt what I can best describe as a plop, thefeeling that something had let go in my groin. I laid down and pulled onmy dick. The feeling that followed is about the most erotic but strangefeeling one can describe. It was like I pulled something out of anopening that wasn't supposed to be there. After that. .." My words trailed off as I cast a glance at her crotch. I could make out the faint outline of something snaking slightly down her pant leg, but I couldn't get as long of a look as I would have liked. "Let's go in, I'm starving!" The restaurant was fairly busy during the lunch time rush, but we managed to get a table fairly quickly. We chatted about her job and mine, about the weather, and about a few of our mutual friends. We laughed together and were all smiles. Even if she wasn't a. Late Friday night she told me thatshe expected me to begin Saturday morning looking feminine from head totoe, she said several guests were coming to our home that day, and I wasgiven the task of wearing a maid outfit and waiting on them.I didn't like the idea, it had all become too extreme. I didn't wantanyone else to see me dressed in women's clothes. While it was true thatthe whole crossdressing burden had begun with the event of my Stepmotherfinding her lingerie under my bed, it had.