. and during our talk she told that her name was sneha, she asked about mine and i told her my name and i asked her cell number , at first she refused... but later on she gave it to me….. and by the time we finished our coffee it was late for our college so we both thought of bunking the class today… so we decided to go to near by cinema hall.. and we took a cab and went there… by the time we reached hall there were only some people…and we got the tickets and went inside, for the readers the movie. She was 33 years old, but she was skinny and had a shapely body. She didn’t have the biggest tits but they were proportionate to her height and body weight. Even though we are Indian and pretty conservative, she had always been a rebel of sorts. She never did anything crazy but she didn’t mind letting us watch American movies and we never had to change channels when a French kiss or sex scene came around. Heck, when I was little, aunt even used to dress in front of me She told me she had some. One weekend we went to the club and she picked up two men that wanted to fuck her real bad. She explained to them that she would fuck both of them, but they had to fuck her husband first. They were both half drunk so they would have agreed with anything to be able to fuck my wife.We got back to the house and everybody got naked, one of the guys named Roger, had a huge cock the others one’s name was Bill his cock was just average size. My wife told Roger to lay down on the bed, he laid down on. “ Um Sorry” I quickly twisted my head around to see Mike standing there. “I knocked but……Im so sorry but im looking for Mr Jones”. He obviously hadn’t recognised me. For some reason I decided to just come clean. “I am Mr Jones” I replied. “What……. Oh I see, you’re a……..cross-dresser. You certainly scrub up well” “ Ah… thanks” “So how’d you get into that? “ he said. “Into what?” I replied. “Cross-dressing” This question leads to us talking about my cross-dressing history for a few minutes. I.