He was in love with a woman who desired him as a woman; he had gotten comfortable wearing women's clothes, lowered his guard and been caught cross-dre...sed by his boss who, being vindictive, threatened to expose him as a pervert if he didn't openly admit to his wanting to change genders, which wasn't true, but might otherwise affect his reputation and cost him his job. After this, he had no alternative but to go to his downtown office totally en femme as his fellow workers and subordinates would. She was stark naked and her arms and legs were spread wide. I walked slowly around the bed looking at the magnificent feast that lay before me. Her breasts stood proud and only sagged a little with their weight. Her nipples were dark pink with the influx of blood making them stand erect like pointing fingers begging to be tasted. Her legs were spread displaying the delicious throbbing clit that also stood erect and ready for my attentions. The labia were fully engorged and held the inner lips. The car was cool and their was vodka on the shelf in the car. My father had been "cuddling" with me since I was 13 and I started to get breasts. He would offer me vodka and I had gotten to like the buzz. I would let him play with my private areas, but never inside my clothes. One night I woke up with a hangover at 4 am and found I was no longer a virgin. After that I'd cuddle for the vodka, but would never have more than 3 or 4 shots. Now that I was 16, we drank vodka at dinner, but I wouldn't. After she came back in the room I asked her if she would be a spotter for me. I had to explain what that meant and the she agreed. The first time I had her stand between my legs just as I had been the first time she saw me so she could catch the bar in case I dropped it on my stomach. Of course that was ridiculous. I just wanted her to stand down by my cock and be able to see it. I was only using about 30 pounds of weight so there was no way I was going to drop it. As I went thru the motions of.