That night, after solitary dinner as my husband was away on business, I decided to take a hot bath and treat my pussy to a clean shave. As I relaxed ...n the soapy water, I wondered about the redhead girl and what her bush must be like at her tender age. I imagined it was lightly covered in a soft, downy fuzz, the same color as her hair. I finished shaving myself smooth, then brought myself off three times thinking about how that hair would feel on my lips. By the I toweled off and went to. He motioned one of the guys to come overbehind meand he fucked me jim (the husband) stood over me and I sucked him .His wife slid under usI sucked him TILL HE FILLED MY MOUTH with hot cum then I let it drip out into his wifes openmouth under us.Then her and I french kiss snowballing his load.she said she wanted to masturbatewatching her husband suck his first cock, but wanted more privacy.we went into bathroom and hesucked me as she came watching. I never got to fuck her but they agreed to. That much was solid in my mind. After I got over the shock of being half nude in front of him, and then what I suppose was one quarter nude, wearing the shirt that gaped open, I felt exhilarated at the concept of being a woman. I had wanted to feel like a woman for a long time. I had wondered when that would happen, been impatient for it to happen. Then, suddenly, presto! I was there. I had showed a man my breasts and he had salivated over them. I had found a way to have power over a man, and I. "Go take a shower, you smell like shit," she said, but at least she was smiling. "I've heard that before, but I can't quite place the context."I didn't smile, but it cheered me up a little anyway."Do you think I can shower at your house," I asked. "I don't think I want to go in there yet." Honey, you have to go in there at some point," she said. "It's just like a band-aid. Get it over quick. I'll stay with you, though."I dawdled a little bit, greeting people and picking up items they had.