I get a particularthrill from cross-dressing, and have always tried to dress as much aspossible. This was a problem when my Son was growing up, but he...lefthome, for college, a few years back. Now, half of my time is spent in aso called normal lifestyle, and the other half is spent living out mysexual fantasies.Of course, none of this would be possible if my wife, Pritty, was not assexually adventurous as myself. She is particularly fond of dominating,or rather manipulating, me. She does not. She was dumbstruck.She looked at her husband who nodded seemingly disheartened. She stood up and turned around in her saree…Me- measurementsFrustrated wife- 38-24-34Me- Prem I like your daughter very much and I am willing to marry her but upon 4 conditionsPrem(enthusiastic)- What are they?.Me- First, your wife has to sleep with me for at least 3 days a week. Second, I will marry much more..your daughter will only be the first but not the last..Other two conditions will be told later.Prem looked. Miss Hurst began to slowly unbutton her blouse. When it was open to her navel, she lifted her bra to allow her pert breasts to bounce free. Her nipples were erect, standing out from peachy coloured aureolie, her body a honeyed tan, but for her breasts, pale under her bikini line. Heath, just inches away, could feel the heat from her skin."Show me how he touched your breast" He said.Looking full at Heath, she cupped a breast, her thumb and forefinger, cherry red varnished nails reaching up,. “Haha, always. This girls’ always ready for some” she gave me a flirty look and I understood the double entendre with a smile as I merged onto Pacific Hwy. We chatted as we passed through downtown. She pointed out points of interest. A coffee shop that had a particularly good chai, a bar she’d been to with friends, things were starting to feel more comfortable. We had texted a lot the past week and I had gotten to know much more about her. And the more I learned, the more I liked. We pulled.