It really seemed like aharmless fantasy at first, a bit of online make-believe, visiting trannysites and chatrooms, putting up pics of tv's I'd found ...n the web andpretending to be them. Never, ever, in my wildest imagination did I thinkthat it would end in this. Be careful what you wish for the old sayinggoes...how right it is.Some time went by before I actually started dressing. I can still rememberthe breathless thrill of packages arriving, the first time I walked inheels, the first time I. We loved the reactions from all the young gentlemen. Oh, and let's not forget the old guys that got slapped by their wives for looking.I think back on a time that we got in trouble for our clothes, and I got us out of with a well-done blowjob on the guard. Good thing, I was very talented with my mouth, not just in talking.The mall was always a favorite place throughout my years of growing into a mature woman. I have often frequented them with nothing on but a see-through blouse and a skimpy. They're just here to meet you."I'm stunned.Father questions me after I've been introduced to everyone."So where did you meet Maria?" At work." So you work together?"Maria comes up by my side and puts her arm in mine. I'm glad she's here to help with answers."So what are your intentions?" What?" Does he mean sex?"Papa!" protests Maria."Mama wants to know if you're planning on marrying our Maria." We're friends," Maria says. "We're taking it slow. You don't want me marrying the wrong guy." So. "Thank goodness, my wife didn't need to examine me. But over her lap I went, and now I was being spanked, again. This continued for another five minutes and while I was still over her lap, my wife said, "He usually gets the paddle and other instruments used on him next, but since all three of us have given him a good handspanking, let me get just the paddle or Ann to spank him with."So she let me up, and Mary said,"He usually bends over the end of the sofa for the paddle. Is that okay with.