Lucille was friendly enough and insisted on getting Jessica out of bed and out into the fresh air. Jessica spent the days in a comfortable chair on th... wide front porch of the McGillacuddy's home. She had been there for a week and was getting restless. She knew she wouldn't be able to ride for quite a while, but she was being driven crazy by the antics of the red-headed widow.Lucille had gone in to the kitchen to prepare some lunch when a wagon rolled up and stopped. A tall, nice looking man. He toyed with the nipple on one and sucked the other. Again she moaned. He felt the heat between her legs growing. He moved his hips up to her and felt himself slip into her. "Kevin," she gasped as he pushed further and further into her. "You're tight for an older woman," he whispered. "It comes from not having been with a man in five years," she said. "Henry must have been small," he commented. "He was," she answered in a gasping breathe. "He was much small than you." Kevin moved harder and. I could hardly keep mycomposure; the combination of nerves and urges collided.Over the next few days that we had to prepare for the party thefeminization preparations kicked into high gear. My girlfriend made upa to do list, one that pretty well blew me away. The first thing on thelist was shaving my legs and underarms. If you are a crossdresser thisis a dream come true. As my girlfriend slowly and carefully shaved mylegs and underarms I could hardly breathe. To this day that singularevent. CLAP! The woman let out a squeal that was half surprise and half delight, a moan followed. Looking back, a handprint was now scorched onto her cheek. "Bad girl, I asked you to wait." That voice…. It sent shivers down her spine and she had to work hard not to release right there on the spot. As her body continued to quiver she regained control of her facilities enough to turn back around. The man stepped back into the middle of the room and she thought she could make out a pair of eyes,.