Bekka made a little whimper as she exhausted the milk supply in my rightbreast; I quickly transferred her to the other one while rearranging theshawl ...ver my thin summer dress. I wondered how it was going to feelabout returning to wearing male clothes from Monday when I went back toworking in the office, instead of from home. I had managed to just aboutsustain my present level of responsibilities by remotely accessing thecompany computer and phone systems but until I returned I would not beable. I trace a finger lazily around one, and it gets harder, my other hand slipping down to cup one ass cheek. Her ass is large, and round, and soft."I know. I know," she whispers, eyes still closed. "I like it already."We kiss some more, we have all night, and I want her to be ready, good and ready, I want her so wet and hot that we glide together sweet and easy and hard and lovely. We kiss for a long time. My cock is hard and leaking a tiny bit, pressed into her belly. I begin to rub it against. "I was trying to have the best of both worlds I could not be the man thatshe wanted, but for now we could still be together. I knew that it wouldnot last and someday we would break-up. Now it seems that that day isgetting closer. Whenever I tried to stop dressing up in women's clothes,I would fail, and I would make myself more feminine with my appearance, Iliked to not just wear women's clothes I wanted to look like a woman whenI was dressed.I had lasted for over two months this time without. . . until recently.After intending to spend the day shopping at the mall, I became bored and decided to go home after visiting only a few stores. I got home a little after noon and figured I could go sunbathe by the swimming pool. However, something seemed strange as soon as I entered the house. There was a purse by the front door that I didn't recognize, and then I heard noises coming from upstairs. Slightly concerned, I moved quietly up the stairs until I could make out voices."I LOVE YOUR.