’ ‘Good. What’s up?’ Jason looked surprised, but Don knew better. ‘Nothing. Hell man, you act like a nervous father or something.’ Don rol...led his eyes. ‘Sorry. It’s been a stressful day.’ ‘I’m sure, but right now, we have a meeting to get to.’ ‘Meeting? What meeting?’ ‘Did you forget to check your e-mail again?’ Don sighed. He had avoided looking at his e-mail for fear it would just delay his departure just that much more. ‘Yeah, I guess I did.’ ‘Well come on, I assure you, it will be brief.’. But how do Iask this version of my father without revealing I'm a gender bending timetraveler from the future."Hey Dad," I started, "I need some advice." Go for it," he replied."I have this project that I'm doing. I gave it my best shot at first andcompletely failed. But the good news is I've been given a second chance.But now I realized that I'm really unqualified to be doing it in thefirst place. How do I proceed?" Wow, that's vague," he commented. "You're not giving me muchinformation. But. I wore pale shiny stockings of the stay-up type. My petite feet were insatiny silver slippers.As I entered the room everyone's gaze was on me. I tried not to make eyecontact with my wife's trio of friends. At the same time, I couldn't keepfrom stealing looks at them. You see, Laurel is a tall, full-figuredwoman, very sexy-curvy, and so were her guests. Arlene, Berta andConnie, like my bride, all had full bosoms, tapering waists, broad hips,plump but firm thighs, and large sturdy calves. . The point is she knows I crossdress, encourages me to do so, goes (online) shopping for girly stuff for me to wear, and helps me get dressed sometimes (like in the photos I have of me that I've posted here: https://xhamster.com/photos/gallery/my-first-photos-10243652 ); but she also knows I am not out of the closet to anyone but her.It was a Friday night. All the k**s were going to be at sleep overs and I knew that meant the wife and I were going to have extended alone time together. I get home.