Will youdo it?" You mean disguise myself as a girl? And attend the initiation at theLesba Delta Sorority?" I asked.Seated next to the beautiful blonde...Bobbi, her two equally attractivefriends, Gina and Marie, regarded me hopefully as I considered thestrange request.And a strange request it was indeed! Although Bobbi calls me "UncleCharles," I am really only a friend of the family, and at Twenty-five,barely old enough to be "Uncle" to this eighteen-year-old girl. I havealways taken a rather. An hour later, after a relaxing hot bath, during which I had managed with difficulty to avoid satisfying my sexual needs, I was dressed and ready to make the short drive to Anna's place. I grabbed a bottle of red and walked out to the car. At precisely 6:57, I pressed the doorbell, and stepped back as I heard the click-clack of high heels. Anna opened the door. She was wearing a form-fitting black dress, which fell to her knees, and a matching pair of black strappy high heel sandals. She looked. He was looking handsome in a suit and smelled of fresh cologne. I sat inside nervously, and we exchanged our names and went through the formalities. He could see that I was nervous, and he kept his hand on my lap and squeezed, and said, “Relax, darling, there is no need to be afraid… I want you to think of me as a friend.” I felt my anxiety vanish, but also, I felt hot and horny, like a girl anxious about her first night. I nodded my head in approval, and he reached took my hand and kissed it.. Malathi must be in her 35’s.So this is how it started, the maid used to wash clothes and have to cross my door to dry the clothes in the terrace. Every time when she cross the door I would be staring at her full body and her cleavage will be little visible and my tool will be start erecting and I will masturbate to get relaxed. Days passes by like this and after seeing her like this for quite a while I couldn’t control it. I want to fuck her badly. So I came up with a plan. Whenever she crosses.