It’s not a desire to transition or anything like that. It’s the joy of obtaining the lingerie, frolicking your fingers through the racks of panti...es, the purchase, the anticipation of wearing. Perhaps “underdressing” for the day at work or play, then finally the alone time to enjoy the relief. Then it starts again.Anyway, the Purge. This is not the first time – the one prior to that was for a house move, so everything not only had to be culled, but also carefully packed int hat oen box you. It was hard as steel and wet with pre-cum. Pooja just kept staring at it. I said we’ll do this 50:50, I want her pussy and she can have my dick! I asked her to hold my dick in her hand, while I removed the pajamas. Now she was confused and didnt object much. I quickly removed the pajamas and took a good look at her pussy. Ahhhh….it was heaven.She had put on a blue panty, not sure which material, and it shined a little. It was wet between the legs – her pussy juices were flowing heavily. I held. His fingers began to explore the gap between my thighs and his fingers began playing with my naked pussy. I like to keep my pussy trimmed and felt his fingers exploring the pussy and the area around it.I parted my legs to give him more access and he inserted a finger in softly and began to finger fuck me. I was totally out of control and feeling weak at the knees but he kept me standing. He began with one finger then used two fingers on my pussy slowly at first then very fast and again very. I told him don't ask.After a few drinks, I went home to an empty apartment. I watched some TV and generally sat there in a funk. I went to bed early. I started to masturbate to Carol's images, but couldn't even get an erection. Once again I had crazy dreams filled with erotic images. I woke up a few times during the night and had a hard time going back to sleep. I got up in a bad mood the next morning. I thought about not picking Carol up, but I was caught in her spell.I went to her.