"Would you like to come in, it was surely nice of you to make the effort to deliver the book to me, let me get you something to drink perhaps?" she of...ered earnestly, the excitement starting to kick into her nervous system."Sure, that would be nice" smiling and letting himself in.Lizzy closed the door and led him to the kitchen. In her mind, thoughts were flooding, the idea of a young and hot man, coupled with a lonely weekday afternoon and her desire for attention and touch. "What did you say. I was afraid thoughthat it couldn't last forever.Chapter 4:Mom woke me up the next morning to get ready to go over to Amy's. Shepretty much had to prod me all the way through getting dressed and Ilazily let her do my hair for me. Of course her payment for that wasputting my hair in pigtails with some ribbon she had left over fromthe trip - she liked seeing me like that. I half-heartedly whinedabout looking like I was five, but I didn't really mind.By the time she had put some cereal in front. For a while, when I was a young teen, I used to cross dress in secret. But I hated myself for it and pretended to loath “faggots,” even though part of me knew I might be one. But I fought it and when I was 23 I met Claire and we got married. I was a virgin, and from the beginning Claire had been the aggressor in our courtship, and after a short time we settled into a married routine, eventually having 3 kids. Sometimes during sex with Claire, I fantasized that I was with a man, but for the most. The whole room has taken the fragrance of your perfume. In the center of it all is your bed and on the pillow awaits your new toy. I walk over to it as you undress. “This thing is huge”, I say as I try to wrap my hand around the shaft, “I think I can do it for you though, you’ll have to trust me completely.” A twinge of excitement runs through you, the thought of wrapping your lips finally around that massive shaft has you wet already, not to mention my choice of words. Of course you trust me,.