Or did he !He comes up to me laughing taking me out the room telling me has been trying to fuck her for the past hour but he is too drunk to get it up...lol.I tell him tough shit i was a bit pissed off that he had pulled the girl i was after anyway.He tells her to go his bedroom and pours himself another drink.Quietly i pull out my phone and tx maria telling her how hot she looked and what i wanted to do to her pussy.She texts me back telling me to come into the room, alone !by now cousin is sat. ...............................We broke up not to long after that and then I knew I was hooked on this. A couple of years went byand I wanted to dress so bad but could not find a women that understood this. Finally, I beganacquiring lingerie, stockings, mini's, heels, a wig and so on. I found a look that I liked and worked onit. I shave my cock, balls, ass and sometimes my legs (winter time). When I begin to dress somethinghappens to me that is hard to explain. I begin to feel feminine and. As I left the bathroom, I noticed a door that was not totally closed. I could see some light. I had to walk by it. As I did, I heard some talking and a little moaning. I stopped at the door, and figured she was talking to her husband. I heard, Oh baby I love you so much. Then followed by “I will hun. Goodnight”. I scurried back down stairs to my made up accommodations. I climbed on the bed and turned out the light. Now I must admit, the noise I heard and the conversation made me somewhat. Understanding the secrets of arousal, forbidden places and acts needing of more, I slowly grind my ass against you. A seductive dance, with hands gripping onto the shelves, my skirt slowly raises, exposing raw flesh screaming for you. My legs open, waiting for the final dance of our pas de deux. Seductively, you slide into me, slowly teasing me, your head hot and full, naturally I rise to meet you, lost in our soulful adagio. Looking into the aisle, I spy a beautiful woman watching us. Long.