Our son was with Wendy’s mother for the evening, I had the feeling her mother was eying me. I am about half way between the two of them in age. Th...at would have to wait for another time; her mother at 50 was still hot.We were propped up on the pillows finishing the last of our drinks from earlier and I looked at her pussy. Since the birth she hadn’t trimmed the hair nor had she had a bikini was and it looked great. “You know Wendy it would be super if you didn’t get a wax job and didn’t trim. I nearly began to weep. Then she kneltobediently and pressed her lips to his leather clad crotch, which bulgedimpressively, more so after she did that. I had to blink back tears.The tall Black woman began to speak in a contralto voice, explaining thatour three-way marriage had Jason at the top, Adele beneath him, and slaveTess very much on the bottom. Slave who? OMG, she meant ME. I wasbeing given a female name to go with my new form. A shudder ran throughme and my ponytail swayed. . One day I realized, after I hadapplied my makeup and set the wig and was checking my tits out in themirror, slowly masturbating, that Jess was actually pretty hot! Istood up, and besides the raging hard-on, everything else was femininesvelte. Hmmm, it was Friday night too, so I decided to take a trainride, and make my first outing as Jess.I put on some hip hugger jeans, a vintage AC/DC t-shirt that bared mymidriff and belly button piercing. My size Bs didn't need a bra butpushed my nipples up. "I want us to move to the next stage, Deb." You better tell me what that is, Martin. What's the next stage? I'll bet that involves your big cock in some way?"John couldn't believe she was asking Martin to talk about what he was going to do to her. It was amazing and something he hadn't heard her do before. Maybe she had added this new element because she knew her husband was watching her. Whatever it was, John liked it and it caused him to drop his hand to his own erect cock and start stroking.