Every young crossdresser's fantasy. We've all beenthere.Anyway, I did the first two days work in the garden without any dramasat all. He'd given me a ...ey to the garage so that I could access themower and any other tools I needed and I just got on with it. My thirdtrip to his house that week fell on the Friday morning. I arrived earlyin the hope that I'd catch him before he went off to work or whatever itwas he did all day and pick up my wages. I wasn't early enough thoughand I was disappointed. Normally I wasn't keen on that aspect and made sure that our spouses also did their part, but today I didn't mind working in close proximity to her without anyone else around. The k**s were all outside being supervised by Monica, Sandy's 15 year old daughter and the other adults were just relaxing, leaving the two of us more or less alone in her kitchen.She bent down to get something out of a cupboard, and I watched her dress ride up. Nothing was revealed, but I well knew the firm arse cheeks. Your lips working on them was making me imagine them working on something else, and was quite distracting." He started the elevator, and they proceeded up.The room was plush. There was a small sitting area with a couch and comfortably over stuffed chairs. The bedroom area was spacious, and there was a king sized four-poster bed right in the center of it. A fireplace crackled against the wall. The covers were turned back, and she could hear soft music lilting through the air. There were roses on. “That must be her. Go upstairs,” she said, “we’ll join you in a minute.”While my mother walked to the front door, I got up and walked out of her study in the direction of the stairs, without caring about the threads of semen that were hanging from my shrinking dick, that stuck to my legs as I walked. While I ascended the stairs I could hardly realize in what kind of situation I now found myself. My own home had all of a sudden become sort of a sex paradise, with no room for any inhibitions.