I reached into her panties from below and massaged her cheeks. I could see her hands move to her breasts and she began to massage them and squeeze her...nipples. I pushed her down over the settee so her feet were firm on the ground and her hands gripped the settee seat. This meant her cute ass and pussy were open to me. She spread her legs automatically. Her panties were soaking wet. “Frigid girls don’t have wet panties,” I whispered. She giggled. My fingers massaged her wet lips through her. This last weekend at my Grandmother's was the closest I came to a prolonged time in the sun." Your Grandmother's?" The one in Shreveport is so stuffy that I have to spend time outside or I'd scream. The other has some property on a lake, so at least I can find things to do when I'm outside. In Shreveport I take a couple of books, hot, throbbing romances."She kind of laughed. "The kind your mother probably doesn't know you read." Oh, I'm sure she does, but I'm not sure she cares. Usually my. It was absolutely perfect and now it was up to Matt. There first workout session was mainly about getting to know each other. Matt knew he had to gain Ann’s trust or he would never be able to fuck her. Ann’s husband watched from another room as Ann came in with her tight sexy outfit on. Matt noticed it almost immediately as he stumbled over his first few words to her. They mainly chatted for the first half of the session as they seemed to be hitting it off with each other. Ann was somewhat. I tried not to overdo it though. A friend's wife had coached me in the ways of appearing to be a woman and she had told me that the easiest way to be "read" was to overdo anything."Just relax and try not to appear nervous or out of place", was what she had told me. "I've seen the dress and other stuff you will be wearing and I know what that salon can do. You'll be fine as long as you don't draw the 'wrong' kind of attention to yourself. Just don't try too hard and remember that you will look.