It was another hot sunny day when we woke in our apartment, Mike and myself both naked in our own beds, I looked over to see Mike looking at me. ‘I...’s been quite a few days hasn’t it’, he said, ‘It sure has’ I replied,’ coming on our first holiday as a group of eight young friends, I never really expected to spend my evenings, learning about gay sex and even more strangely spending time with a transsexual and cross dressing into the bargain’, it had been a steep learning curve, but very. So I told her as far as I was concerned, I couldn't think of any reason why she shouldn't just go topless for the rest of our stay. So she did.I really got excited when we would order room service and she insisted she wanted to answer the door topless. I loved it.When the vacation was done and we were back home, she asked me if I would like it if she would serve me topless at home. How could I say no?A couple of weeks went by and I was getting ready for my weekly poker game with my buddies.. “Dang,” I replied. “You mean I have a six hour wait to see you again?”She pushed my driver’s license and credit card across the marble-topped countertop. “No,” she replied, “just give me about an hour to freshen up and I’ll call you.”She had to be toying with me. I had stayed at a lot of hotels and to date, not one front desk clerk ever took me up on an offer to mess around.She punched in a code for the door cards and then slipped them into a small pocket folder and wrote the room number on the. You’re not exclusive and she really wants this.”I took the small slip of paper with the phone number and put it in my pocket.“I’ll think about it, OK? I’ll decide today,”“Think of it as a favor to me,” Tracey whispered.We walked back to Kara and Marty, the four of us said goodbye and I headed for Kara’s house.“What did Tracey want?” Kara asked.“She just needs a favor. Something personal.”“Personal? I thought she was exclusive with Marty!”“She is. It’s not that.”“Oh, OK.”I wasn’t happy with the.