"Yeah, I guess you can say that. Not really see them, just sorta feel their shape. Sorta like I'm a blind man with those magnetic numbers and letters ...ou get as a kid. I pick one up and run my fingers over them. Except..." He paused as he zipped up and flushed. "Except they are like flying in the air, and they don't stop for me to feel them. I have to keep feeling them as they fly by. And they don't seem to repeat in any order. "But I think these three are right," he said as he sat down and. I was possessed a new beauty from Robert'stalented and creative hands. Now at 50 years of age and having been anactive crossdresser for decades I am no slouch when it comes to doing myown make up. I pass most of the time easily in public. But, gone was myusual mature cute girl-next-door look. That look was now replaced withwhat could only be described as a gorgeous MILF who looked in her late30s or early 40s at the most. The one word to describe my new look wouldbe glamorous. Not movie. We would have great loud sex while talking about it. Joan sometimes said, Lets have him visit for a month or two. Ill fuck his brains out. I would get aroused immediately thinking of the sexual possibilities. My next business trip was to Florida. Joan came with me. The resort was on the ocean and had a fabulous private beach. Our room was great. It was a suite with a large living area, two couches and chairs, a huge bedroom with a California King bed and a balcony with an outdoor seating area.. It wasn’t misspelled I figured.Sure enough, we sat on a blanket and ate off each other’s bodies. Messy but a hell of a lot of fun, especially rubbing our oily bodies together as I tried to “hit the target” with her letting me almost do it for a bit then suddenly becoming a good target.As I was spurting in her I wondered how often that had happened there since I was in her last, based on what she had said.“Are you wondering what my pussy has been doing?” she asked with no prompting. “I know that.