I became the woman I was meant to be so long ago, it is almost impossible for me to remember ever being that “other self.” It took a while to fi...gure it all out of course. Most gurls know the story – discovering dad’s girly magazines, the fascination, the urge not just to look at, but to look like those beautiful women. The first foray into mom’s or sister’s closet. The breathless thrill of slipping into your first pantyhose or bra, the first touch of lipstick, the first pair of heels, most. HER NAME WAS ELSA, I THOUGHT SHE WAS ABOUT 50 BUT LATER ON I FOUND OUT SHE WAS IN FACT 64. WE MET AT A FUNCTION ON THE ESTATE AND WE GOT CHATTING OVER DRINKS, TALKING OPENLY ABOUT ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING. ELSA WAS WEARING A VERY TIGHT BLACK SKIRT WITH A TIGHT BLACK SATIN BLOUSE AND BEAUTIFUL BLACK HIGH HEELS. SHE TOLD ME SHE WAS A WIDOW AND HAD BEEN LIVING HERE FOR APPROX 2 YEARS. SHE HAD A FEW LOVERS BUT WAS YEARNING FOR SOMETHING DIFFRENT AND EXCITING AND THATS WHEN I SAID TO HER, I'LL GIVE. "Hey big brother! Are you excited?" Lynn asked with big eyes. Nick laughed and said "We're driving for like a week to a random cabin. Staying in the cold for 2 weeks and then driving back home for another week. Sorry... no I'm not really that excited." "But we'll get to ski! And aren't you happy we'll get to spend some time together?" Came Lynn's quick retort. Nick smiled and ruffled his little sister's hair and said, "Yeah yeah we'll have fun." Lynn perked up and said, "Hey, do you want to. Judy stayed up and had a couple more drinks. I heard her come to bed, about an hour later. When she got in bed I put my hand on her tit and started to play with it. She was really horny, so I rolled on top of her, sticking my cock in her and hardly moved. I said, ‘Do you want a story time about Gil?’ She started breathing real hard. I put my tongue in her ear and started talking real slow. If I would have gone outside, it is what Gil would have done to her. I told her he would have started.