"Mine, right?" Pamela said as she made a beeline for her dwelling.I followed close behind her as she stepped up the small landing and opened the door.... She must have had her key out as it seemed like she didn't stop to take it out. As I got in, she slammed the door behind me."Impatient much?" I asked."I thought you would be the impatient one. You're about to fuck the woman you've been thinking about for how many years?" Pamela said as she unbuttoned her jeans, then peeled them down her shapely. I walked with Anya to the door and, just as I took hold of the handle, she slipped her hand between my legs, rubbing me over my shorts and asked if she could stay. Getting over the immediate shock and feeling decidedly aroused I agreed.We undressed and climbed into my bed, which really wasn't designed for two people. Anya was quite aggressive and her hand immediately went to my breast and started to squeeze and pinch my nipple. Then she went quickly down between my legs, rubbing up and down. “I think they’re getting to know us,” she grins and then they both break out laughing knowing full well it will drive the gallery crazy. “I don’t know if I like this room,” he grumbles. “Takes too long to get up from Starbucks. I’m not moving as fast as I used to, you know.” She reaches down and taps him on the ass, the doves gasp to roost in the cathedral, “We’ll see about that,” she chirps. The elevator doors ring down the curtains ending the show. The first to clap is the crusty engineer.. You people must be wondering what i am doing and how is my life going.Well! I work in a bpo; away from my parents; currently living with my boyfriendKishore (though not married, we live like married husband and wife!); like to beFucked like a girl. Nobody knows that i am a shemale, not even my colleagues inBpo,Because of my normal girly looks and behaviour. Well this is my introduction.The following is one of my detailed real sex experience with my boyfriend. I wasLooking at the clock and it.