.Fir usne kaha ki yahin road side me kahin baithte h..Then maine apni bike side me lga di aur wahin chowk pe baith gye..Mera lund abhi bhi kahad hi th.....Aur me theek se khada bhi nhi ho paa rha tha…toh usne mere khade lund ko dekh liya aur ek naughty smile dene lgi..Aur me bhi smile krne lga..Hum wahin baith gye aur baate krne lge…fir ek dam se wo kehne lgi ki she doesn’t kiss a guy..So she want to try it with me..Main ek dam se uski baat sunke hairan reh gya..Fir maine kaha naike aur puch. I looked down quickly to see that the blanket was covering her hand and what she was doing to me. So I moved my hand over to her crotch too. I was pleased that her skirt was hiked up far enough for me to touch her panty-covered pussy. Her panties were wet and she humped slightly against my hand. Then she kissed me as she pressed a firm breast into my arm. I quickly put the wineglass down and grabbed my lovely wife in my arms and kissed her with a passion and a need that I hadn’t had in quite. We had no more time forshopping, but she insisted I change into my feminine attire as soon as Igot home. I was to greet here dressed in a new outfit each day. I alsowas to practice assuming a feminine voice. She helped. Her encouragementsinvolved a hand job or a full body massage. Relaxation, she said, was thekey to my new speaking voice.During the week, she seemed to become a little more hesitant each day. ByFriday, I noticed a definite change. She wasn't smiling anymore."What's the matter?" I. We arranged to meet at a chain restaurant.When I arrived at the restaurant, Susan was already there, ensconced in a booth, on the phone, doing business, papers spread out in front of her and a carafe of wine half gone. We greeted with a quick kiss as she hurried to finish her call. Then she put the phone aside, gathered up the documents and spreadsheets on the table and dumped them into her leather satchel. Then she picked up the carafe and emptied it into the wine glass in front of.