I got dressed up. I remember exactly what I was wearing: Tan tights of my wifes’, a white lace bra and panties I had bought in M&S on the pretext it... was for my wife, a long red cotton dress, also of my wifes’ that fit quite well, and a short black bob wig which my wife had for theatrical stuff. I spent a while putting on some makeup, I am sure there was a lot of black eyeliner, and with my heart in my mouth I drove up to the meeting place. After a while, I saw headlights approaching, and a car. Han rubbed her hand across his noticeable bulge making him shudder. She undid his pants and gently pulled down his zipper. He moaned when she reached into his underwear to retrieve his cock. Han slowly stroked him, her eyes studying his shaft. Then looking up as if she wanted him to do her a favor she asked, “Is alright if I suck your cock?“S-s-ure,” he stuttered. “It’s okay.”I felt a knot of pain inside but was too turned on to object. I couldn’t help but watch while casually stroking my. There was another customer in the station next to hers, so I knew that we wouldn't be able to talk freely. We started making stupid talk, like I asked her if she had any plans for tonight, and she said, "Yes, I have dinner plans with a friend." I said, "A guy friend, or lady?" She said, "A guy." I said that I was jealous, and she said, "You shouldn't be, he's just a friend." So after a bit, the people at the table next to us finished and headed for the checkout counter. So working away at my. "Terry this is Rosa Thorenson, the realtor I was telling you about."As they shook hands, Terry said, "Very pleased to meet you, Rosa. Josie has some fine things to say about your professionalism, but she stopped short of telling me just how attractive you are. I bet you sell tons of real estate."Rosa blushed at the heavy handed complements and tried to shrug them off with a wave of her head and a quick thank you.But the fair haired Josie wouldn't let it go. "I know, I'm sorry Rosa," she said,.