" "Are you kidding me? I'll be right there. Don't move." I grinned to myself because I could hear the excitement in his voice and that little part of ...im not believing what he just heard. Aww, he was so cuteIn about three minutes I heard a knock in my side door. I open the door, saw Tommy, and kissed him passionately on the lips. I dragged him over to my bed and pushed him onto it. "My brother doesn't know you're here right?" I asked Tommy while we were making out."No," he breathed. We. "No argument, Sue. You just described most men, at least when it comes to wife sharing," I confessed. "Suppose we aren't James Bond types. Suppose we just go to work every day and do our best to keep a roof over our family's head. Suppose the other guy fucking the wife takes her dancing and buys her flowers for no reason and fucks her to a dozen orgasms every time. Sure, the novelty will wear off and he'll move on. Still, it leaves us regular Joes looking and feeling like shit. That in itself. Without thinking, he jumped up from the settee to sit beside her and threw his arm around her heaving shoulders. His selfless action opened the floodgates; she sobbed like a child, tears streaming down her cheeks unchecked; she buried her face in the crook of his neck as he gently rocked her and patted her back in a futile attempt to stem the flow of tears.When, after a little while, her sobs lessened, he cupped her cheek in the palm of his hand, turning her to face him. He kissed her lips. She took a tiny step back and let her coat fall open, she was wearing nothing under it but heels, stockings, and a smile. Her lovely cock was already hard and standing to attention. From the back, it looked like just some bloke talking to a very attractive woman. But from my point of view, I was looking at a stunning transvestite with the face of an angle and the cock of a king, with legs to die for...........To say I was stunned would be an understatement and my cock instantly joined hers as.