I was looking forward to getting into bed. I took off my uniform dress and hung it up behind the door. I wondered if I should take the corselette off ...too but just as I was about to unfasten it, Miss Carson appeared in the doorway.“You’ve been working hard all day,” she said, coquettishly. “I thought you might like to play and relax for a bit.”I said that I was really tired and that, in any case, I didn’t think that my Mistress would want me to be playing around when I was supposed to be. Her eyes were closed and she still had on her panties and bra. I was enjoying the sensation of being so close to her but all was happening so suddenly that I wasn’t erect yet. She felt around curiously for a bit and then her eyes opened wide, exclaiming, “Ei boro?!” That night she kept staring at my dick and repeating “Shavash,” over and over again.Well, the sex was OK and she really has a great figure. Just about perfect, in fact. She’s very dark, but I don’t mind. I usually like very buxom. I felt like I wasfloating; not quite sure if it was the shock of everything that hadtranspired over the past 24hrs or if the reality that I was going to get tolive as a woman, to carry a baby inside of me, to be a mother and possiblylover to a real man was creating this euphoria.What I did know was that I was incredibly horny. As I stood in thebathroom, having removed my robe, I stared at myself in the mirror. Mywife's nightie hanging delicately from my shoulders, I could see myerection begging. She swore again and sat on her study desk trying to recall where she might have left her book.It came immediately; she recalled that she had left the book in the car. She pulled her gown and headed for the door."Where are you going honey?" Her mother was still awake, watching TV in the living room. It was almost eleven in night; Dad had not yet arrived yet -nothing very unusual."I left my book in the car, mom. Going to fetch it. I'll just be back." She shouted from the door as went out.The.