I knew that it would be difficult to do it myself, so I had been up early and gone to a hairdresser nearby. This felt like a last rehearsal before the...big show, and as I walked down the street, acting as a girl, I saw to my relief none of the laughing faces or pointing fingers I had imagined would meet me. The hairdresser chatted on while dyeing and curling my hair, never figuring out that she wasn’t servicing a girl. My heart was beating rapidly, threatening to burst from my chest the entire. My juices were spilled all over her face. She wiped it and licked it. Then we had a liplock and I tasted my own juices.I made her lie in the bed and began to lick her pussy. Her pussy was neatly shaved and her pussy lips were demanding a liplock from me. I began to suck it vigorously. Her juices were just yummy. As I started licking her hard, she began to moan and shout, “Yes… Um.. Come on, lick it fully…. Hmmm… Drink my juices entirely”.I was turned on more by this and began to finger her. She had dark brown shoulder-length hair that she generally kept tied up in a bun at the back of her neck, she was about 5'4" tall, not exactly plump, but with a reasonably curvy figure - curves you could hold on to. Of course over the past few years she'd noticed a tendency for things to start moving 'south', especially her double-D cup breasts. Mostly that had started happening after the divorce, along with the occasional grey hair.Her ex had been a philandering bastard, but of course it was. “Mr. President, I have a doctor’s appointment at 8:00 AM,” Mary said.“See you at 9:00 AM then?” John looked at Jenny and got a nod.“Yes, sir!” Mary said.“Before 8:00 sir!” Sam smiled, “Thank you again.”“See you two tomorrow.” John continued to sit there eating his ice cream cone while talking to Chet, Roger, and the Marines. Most of his 12 oz. steak cooked medium rare went into a doggie bag. Another doggie bag with a large steak bone also was placed on the table for Barket.“Peter and Patty.”.