" Hehanded me a pair of scrappy black trainers."I've got shoes." I pointed to my high heels."Not regulation I'm afraid and far too classy for one of t...e drones."He grinned.This wasn't happening. It couldn't have been.John left me alone.I plopped down on the bench in the centre of the room and stared at thedungarees in my hand - at the black T-shirt he'd left for me on theshelf - at Maureen's old training shoes.She was sitting at my desk, doing my job, wearing smart clothes; andhere I was:. His hands couldn't reach all the way around. I could see a glimmer of precum oozing from the tip. "You like what you see McKinnon?" Coach asked me. "Yes sir. A lot!" I replied. "Come take a better look." Coach told me.Coach's cock was uncut like mine. For years I had wished my parents had circumcised me as a baby. Why couldn't I look like the other guys in my class. I had been self conscience of the way it looked for years. However, as I had gotten older and more experienced sexually-I realized. I am not too sure why, but my mother said we would be there in a fewhours. I knew that Carol would not be home until the next day so Iquestioned mom about it.She, mom, told me that she knew that I wanted to, from time to time, wearcarols dresses but never had the nerve; how the hell do mothers knowthings like this?She said that now was my chance... Grandma probably would never be able tosee that I was not Carol and her hearing was not that good so my voicewould not give me away. I thought it. I stayed there for some time watching and listening to him groaning and her moaning. Her one hand was between her legs. Her fingers flew over her clit. She enjoys rubbing herself while she is being fucked. Then she went into one of her wild orgasms. When she comes, she shakes and rolls her head from side to side and screams so that I am sure it must bother the neighbors. When she came, he froze with his dick deep in her snatch and groaned. I knew that he was filling my wife with his sperm. I.