" Wow seriously, I would state the obvious.I can feel my face getting red hot from the embarrassment as I lift myself up to sit on the edge of the poo.... I can't help but feel insecure around her. I am short and stocky with brunette hair that ends at my shoulders. My skin is on the pale side.The only thing I have going for me is my 36 C boobs that I catch her glancing at as she leans against the side of the pool next to me."I'm Jenna." She smiles and holds her hand up for me to shake. I told her my wife is very nice. There was a natural closeness between us due to our families being close and our common dialect. Shilpi took my Instagram ID and added me. She gave her number to keep in touch.That night I had a massive erection remembering Shilpi’s creamy back, her curves, and her silky swinging bobbed hair. I fucked my wife before going to bed, and as soon as she woke up. Then I dropped her to the airport. Soon after my wife’s departure to Mysuru, I started texting. She was very happy to have me as her second daughter but there would have to be new house rules. As we lived a rather isolated life it would not be too great a problem for me to become even more secretive. I only dressed as a boy when I went to school and if we went out during the day. Apart from that, when I was at home I was to be a girl, full time but, because of the work she did, she had high standards. When I arrived home from school I had to bath and then change into my/her/my. Okay. I never thought of it like that.” We stood awkwardly for a few moments before she said, “I, er ... I guess I should go.” She headed for the door, and I followed to see her out. Before she left, she said, “Give me a call if you want to do anything tonight, all right? Even if it’s just watching TV or something.”I nodded. “We’ll see.”She acknowledged my response with a small nod, smiled and went down the path to her car. Before she got in, she said, “I’m glad you’re back, Paul.”I stayed to.