" You don't have to tiptoe about it I know what you mean I have sameproblem looking at my boyfriend who looks more girly than I ever did." I will try ...to get over it just give me some time don't take it like Idon't love you. I just cant imagine kissing boy now. Or making lovewith one for that fact." Don't beat yourself down I said! You sweet little redheaded idiot." Helovingly caressed my head which eased my frustration for a bit causehow good it felt."Lets go back in we have to get ready for. She had me thinking about what her story could be for days, really dragging it out. Then on a Saturday morning Wendy got up early had a quick shower and simply put on a pair of strappy high heels, saying I think it's time for your story. Pulling back the bed covers Wendy asked if I remembered her telling me about the exchange year she took while she was at university, spending a year in Paris. Of course I did, we'd even been there for the odd weekend getaway. Wendy continued, well we never. Your trunks start to tighten as you decide to distract yourself by swimming some more.After an hour of making awkward eye contact with you and swimming, I decide now is the time to get out. Curiosity gets the better of you, so you make the choice to follow, making sure that nobody sees you. Unaware that you are watching, I take my bikini off, wrapping myself in a towel. I turn around to get my clothes from the lockers, as I see you stood in the way. I jump, startled and then immediately switch. . I had no idea, James,” she exclaimed uneasily. A look of excitement flickered across her face.I gave her a shy grin. "It's not actually completely hard now. Not that it matters, haha... But yeah... I mean, this is a little awk--!" She put her finger to my lips to cut me off, and I was glad she did. I was clearly the largest my stepmom had ever seen. In fact, I was the largest I’d ever seen too. My dick was truly excessive in size, so large that it had always served as more of a predicament.