He squirms, swats me away. His eyes are a deeper blue, steeped in lust. I lick my lips and flick his belt buckle. Tim takes a run at my shirt, foregoi...g buttons, a few of them pop as he slides material over my breasts, over my head, discarding the garment carelessly on the floor. I've a light pink lace bra and my nipples stand to attention trapped beneath it. Tim bends his head and adds moisture to the lace, embracing first one aureole, then the other in a sloppy, covetous kiss. “Oo Oh.” I. The lady at the beauty salon is a close friend of Bill and she knowswhat is expected. I'm ordered to take off my shoes, shirt and jeans.I ashamed but don't really have much choice. In only my knickers,shorts and stockings I feel very vulnerable. Bill brings in my trunk.My wife takes out a white bra and tells me to put it on as well asthe falsies. I find the falsies humiliatingly large, but my wifethinks a sissy maid should at least have a cup size D. They are gluedfirmly at their place because. How could he be in this situation, he never had any longings to dress as a girl when he was at college or at any other time in his life. Yet here he was three days into his summer break and now he was being pampered like a girl and dressed as such. Suddenly tears welled up in his eyes and he fought desperately to stop them from flowing. He hated himself and what he now was and tried to find some solace in the fact that this place would be the first and last time he would ever be here. However. “So, d’you need to go to the bathroom? Get washed up? Have a beer? Relax for a while?”I chuckled at his enthusiasm. “Thanks, I’m cool,” I said.“You ready to come up to the house? Dale and Josh are dying to see you. They’ve been excited all day.” Without waiting for an answer, he grinned again and clapped me on the shoulder. “God, it’s good to have you here!”Darlene was a good cook, and I ate too much, including dessert. Afterward, we sat in the den and talked as Dale and Josh vied for our.