The old man had been a gardener all his adult life and needed a job. The grand-daughter had been taught how to look after a house and was supposed to ...know how to cook. The problem was credibility since she was only eighteen years old. How good a cook could she be? They were to start work the following Monday, seven days from when I hired them. Time would tell how good they were.The old man was Mr. Garibaldi that insisted I call him Luigi. He was a bit grizzled and stooped and my guess was that. How did you get into this? I know our wives havebeen pushing but I didn't think you'd get as far as you have. Don't youfeel funny turning into a woman?" It is strange, but I don't think I'm much different than you. You lookpositively gay." Vickie kept me hot all the time and I just went along to be able torelieve myself. I feel funny about it but somehow I feel more comfortablewith myself. I hate to admit it but I've found myself looking at otherguys but I'm not totally turned yet. I think. I walked into the kitchen and as my wife glanced towards me I crossed my arms over my chest and nodded to her breasts. She took my cue and did the same to her chest and carried on talking. But when I got back to the dining room and looked out again I saw that she had dropped her arms again to give a clear sight of her erect nipples straining against the thin material. Some additional things have happened that makes me wonder if anything other than chat is taking place. For example at Christmas. My lucky day! As she started coming in closing the room door, I stopped her and pushed her back to the door. I turned her around and pushed her up against the door. Leaning into her I kissed her. A nice long kiss, our tongues tasting each others mouths. My hand slowly moved down her body, stopping to caress her breasts thru her blouse, then working their way down to the bottom of her sari, I slowly went under her petticoat and realized she didn’t have any panties on! Oh that made my day. I.