“How about you?” Kaitlyn smiled a pretty smile. “Pretty much since I was seventeen or eighteen.” In just a few minutes, they were talking to e...ch other with ease. They exchanged stories about how they first got started dressing as women and also talked about why they chose their female names. As they chatted, Mitch realized that he had overlooked one important fact. He had assumed that the two of them would have nothing in common. In reality, he understood that they had one very major thing in. “He is sitting right there staring at your naked body while you finger your clit”, Mandy giggled. I didn’t need to be asked. By now my cock was hard again and straining to get out of my shorts. I stood up at Linda’s feet. Linda then moved and knelt in front of me. She reached up to slide my shorts down. I gently placed my hands on hers and said “Not yet, we have to do this properly”. I knelt down in front of her admiring her huge swaying boobs. I leaned forward and kissed her. I probed. She straddled me and fed my cock inside her then lent forward.Her tits swung down and sweat dripped on my face from hers as she gripped my shoulders in a death grip.Her belly seemed all fat but was actually more solid muscle than I thought.Her red face fixed eyes on me. It felt as if she had a secret she was holding from me.Her hips began to move.Up and down slowly at first.She either was getting turned on or she was a great actress.The tempo picked up...faster and faster she went.The nearest. The editor was a woman of fifty-five. She was stupid, passed it. Her boss, the owner, was forty-five, a single woman and we became lovers, very quickly. The editor was fired and I got her job. Now I am the Editor in Chief of four publications, soon to be five. Don’t print that bit, it’s a secret.’ Suddenly she stood and I may have gasped because she was much taller than pictures of her suggest. She was wearing a knee length pencil skirt and her legs were perfect, all the way down to fine ankles.