Greg said he didn't care which one emerged;he enjoyed both of their company. Although Lori was a lot more fun in bed.For that comment he received a pu...ch in the chest.I hardly slept last night as I worried what the therapist would say whenshe saw me. I need someone other than Lisa or Greg to point me in the rightdirection. I had never thought about dressing as a woman before, but now itjust seemed so right.I showered and used the razor to touch-up a few spots that were starting togrow back.. I was heading for the door.“And it comes around again. Every year.”“Then, I guess my next purchase is a gas-guzzling hummer.” I met her eyes. “Choke on global warming, cunt.”I pulled the door open and stepped into the deathly still night. I looked back. She was approaching me. I almost didn’t register the clicking beep beep of a car door remote-locking.“What?” I asked harshly.“I’ve never loved a man like you,” she hissed breathily. I sneered at her but she stroked my cheek. My instinct was to. Brent had a friend who did divorces and said he’d arrange a meeting.With no children, few assets, and nearly equal incomes, the divorce went as smoothly as might be hoped. Marla stayed with a work friend after her husband was served and still met Brent at the bar. As soon as it was final she moved in with her lover.Their sex life, now that they had full access to each other, was rollicking for a while. They got into telling stories about their activities with other partners for stimulation.. He was not wrong. As soon as desert came, and she knew the waiter would not be back for a while, she made her move. Under the tablecloth she went, and pulled his zipper down with her teeth. Fortunately, for her, he was wearing boxers that night. “Easy access” she thought to herself as she proceeded to pull his hard, pulsating dick out of his pants, and lightly tickled the head with her tongue. He tried not to show that anything was happening under the table, but he was having trouble.