Maybe he would finally ask him out! Sitting on a small stool and crossing his legs, he took off the shoes and put them back in the box. He put his pai...nful shoes back on and put the box in cart. Back behind his cart again, he was off to by a few more things.Unbeknownst to him, he now looked entirely like a woman. The floral print top he also wore to work had captivating details: a drawstring V-neck and sheer sleeves with tied bell cuffs. Sitting in the front of his cart was his black handbag. .Ok! So what if it was mostly girls comics and henti? Young Jump weekly and the Daily News never had any of the juicy stuff! But where had little girl blue pick up a line from Shakespeare? Which, incidentally she knew about due to the fore mentioned literature ... But still!"Isn't it?..." Her mind groped though the haze of undeniable pleasure. She could now see the mans young body dimly above her, every rippling line a study in sensuous power. Watching in a curious mixture of elation and horror. He looked at me and grinned sheepishly. Then I finally spoke up."Tim, you've been sitting there, rubbing your cock for the last fifteen minutes." His face turned crimson as I scooted up closer."You know," I whispered, "we're alone here this weekend. We could mess around if you wanted to and no one would have to know."He sat there for a few seconds as I scooted back on the couch to spread my legs. He saw that I was hard. Then he got the nerve to speak."Do you want to go up to my room?" I thought. Licking around it and the start to press my tounge into your hole , fucking your beautful wet pussy with my tounge , you place your hands on my head and hold me there , pressing my face to your sweet pussy , and I wish I could fuck your pussy with my head ,diveing right in to you , to feel the warmth and beauty of being completly inside of you licking and kissing the inner depths of your hot cunt and to have you feel my love deep inside of you . feeling you holding my head and pressing my.