We’re getting you some clothes you can feel sexy in.” “Really?!” I ask. “Absolutely! You no longer have to hide who you truly are, Shay! Not...in front of me!” she says. I wrap my arms tightly around her, burying my face in her breasts as more tears fall. But this time they’re tears of joy. I never thought anyone would ever truly understand me… But Eve does! She places one hand on my head and the other on my back, pulling me tight. The touch of her fingers against my skin sends tingles down my. ” I kept hammering at her and she responded equally well by rising and lowering her pelvis to match my rhythm. She caught my shoulders hard as I pumped her final strokes and ejeculated into her saying, “Sunita… I am… coming in….” She had also reached her crescendo at the same time. “Darling go-ahead, I am coming with you… Ahhh… It was lovely.” She sighed as I collapsed on her. Before I could withdraw from her, Sunita was fast asleep. I gently withdrew my lund (Cock), cleaned her ‘Choot’. My normal wear for pottering around the house includes shorts and sheer, flesh coloured tights and I often go out into the neighbourhood like this. It is quite a stealthy look and no one seems to notice, or if they do, they don’t say anything. I turned round and asked her “how can you tell?”.It turned out that Deborah had been talking about tights before I came in the kitchen. She was asking my wife why she wore them all the time, and she talked about how she was married to the world expert on. Slightly nervous, I made over to her. We talked of the History class, the teacher and other odd things. Marcia’s smile was making me very nervous, plus my cock between my legs was getting too overzealous and ready to push out through the jeans. I tried to be cool and bought ourselves a drink.Soon the talk about the boring History class and difficult to understand professor’s accent was getting boring and then Joseph made an entry. Soon Marcia was paying more attention to him, they were talking.