I washard and the tight black dress I wore showed it. Although sexual arousal certainly was a part of it, I think myerection was caused more by the un...ique situation and the clothes that Iwore. The feeling of the full cut, silky panties that covered my bottomand penis was like having a hand constantly sliding up and down, in alight yet persistent manner. The pull of the garters on my legs and thebra straps on my shoulders were equally distracting and the stockingsencasing my legs were quietly. They often held him down and put makeup on him, teasing out his longcurly locks, dressing him in their lingerie and dresses, skirts,blouses, and heels. By the time Michael entered his early teens hissisters had married and left home but his predilection to crossdress wasingrained. The feel of the sleek fabric of stockings, panties, bras, slips andsuspenders on his skin was like nothing he had ever experienced in hisshort life. The flick of a hem, the sense of his skirt or dress againsthis. This seemed to be a double insult. How could she replace me with this toad? Martin I could understand, but this guy? I couldn’t even imagine her with him. I wondered how long it would be before Allie would leave to go to her folks’ place. Trying to keep my cool, I settled down in my car and reclined my seat, waiting patiently. It was an unusually warm evening, so I rolled down my window and opened a water bottle. About then, I heard the meowing of a cat. When I looked down, there was this. I didn’t even have time to react before his big hands reached around me and cupped my big tits.“Don’t make a sound baby," He whispered into my ear as he squeezed my tits hard.I was stunned and just staring at us in the full length mirror as those big hands squeezed and mauled my tits, my nipples now achingly hard. I was so getting extremely turned on by his touch so when he started kissing at my soft neck as he kept ravaging my tits, and pinching my nipples. I couldn't help myself and my right.