** I lick my lips nervously and open the door before he can knock again. He stands there, leaning against the doorway, looking more like mythology man...ifest than anyone I should be allowed to be around. I manage a weak, twitchy smile and step back, out of his way, to allow him to enter. He smiles at me and walks in easily. I lock the door while he sits on the bed, and then turn and stare at him. He’s staring at me in his own quiet way, so we simply watch each other for a long few minutes. ‘Come.. And, of course, there were always the gloves, which tightly encased both arms and each finger. Each step made him realize all over again how very female this new body was.At the bottom of the stairs he saw the front door, and went straight for it. It was locked with a dead bolt that could only be opened with a key from the inside. "Damn," he muttered. He started searching for a key, over the doorjamb, amongst the knickknacks. No luck. He went to try the window."Finally up, I see?" Rosemary. I recalled when we got into the taxi after leaving Chao’s I was wet.So now, here I am with my foot in Rod’s hands and I knew I should not be surprised by the thoughts in my head or the wetness I felt between my legs. I gathered my thoughts, focused my attention on my foot, and was pleased that Rod had skillfully massaged the cramp out of my foot. I opened my eyes again and looked down at him. He was again looking at the wall in front of him still massaging my foot. It gave me an idea.“Rod,. I just shook my head and said to myself, 'Girl, you ought to ashamed of yourself.' But I am ashamed to admit, I wasn't. I felt content and fulfilled. Bryan returned to the bed, his large, erect cock swaying proudly in front of him as he walked. I got up from the bed and said, "Would you like make love to me now? You seem to be ready." "Yes, I would like that a lot," Bryan replied. I love the way my stepson, who would soon be fucking me, was so respectful. I took a step toward him and said,.