My vagina hadmore or less become aroused by itself. The irony of all this waspalpable.I thought about what Carl had said about giving my pussy a chanc...e, anddecided to at least try it. So, even though I was in a men's room stallat my workplace, I started working on myself with my right hand. Itdidn't take long for me to figure out the sweet spot, and before I knewit I was biting my lower lip and letting out soft feminine moans. But Iwas too in the zone to be embarrassed by my effeminate. Less than an hour later she got home looking relaxed as always along with wearing the exact same clothing I saw laying on Jerome's living room floor. I asked her how she was which she said tired and went to take a shower. That night I had trouble sleeping as everything ran through my head. I must have still be off that morning when Marisa asked me if I was okay since I didn't seem myself.The coming week was the same with my wife staying late at "work" on Monday. On Tuesday I was informed by my. ”“What?” again that deer in the headlights look.“Yeah he is always telling me how ambitious and driven you are. He thinks you would be a good influence on me.” her nervousness seemed to fade away.“He has been great to work with and I have learned a lot from him.” a sly smile crept across her lips as she sipped her coffee.“Well I was thinking that maybe we should hang out sometimes. I know my Daddy would love that and I think it would be cool. You could be like a big sister.”“I would love to. I. As soon as they were gone he ran himself a nice hot bath and stepped in,wearing just his sister Natalie's underwear. He lay there and splashedwater over the front of his panties, then he put his head back holdingon to the sides of the bath and closed his eyes.He'd been bathing in his sisters underwear ever since the car crash anddidn't see anything wrong with it, certainly not worth mentioning to theCPN. He felt it was kinda strange however, but all so lovely at the sametime. He knew himself.