Theyappeared to know one another. "It should be just a couple of minutesuntil a fitting room opens up so I can measure your husband for hisbra," said... the clerk. The women in front of us turned to see if theyhad heard correctly. They looked back, saw the guy in the girl'shaircut, shook their heads and smiled."So which of his bras has your husband been wearing to work?" asked theclerk."Oh, he's just starting," replied my wife. "Tomorrow will be the firstday he wears one to work, and it's very. I was amazed that there were no awkward pauses, or any sense of nervousness at all. I wasn't positive on what would happen at her house, however I knew I would enjoy myself. We arrived at her house, and she led me by the hand to her living room couch and said that she would be right back after she grabbed us a drink. I took a seat while adjusting my shorts, so that my cock would not be uncomfortable. I looked around the room at the various family pictures and art designs, and was planning my. I withdrew my finger and held it to her face."Smell that. Have you ever smelt yourself before?" I asked, as my finger glistened in the sun wit her sweet teen juice."No. . .I've never thought of doing that." as she answered back."Well the aroma of a young girl's juice is very addictive to boys, especially to older men and even women too. And, just so you know, I'm one of them, and you already know that Ghost loves it as well. Now go ahead and suck my finger - - taste yourself." As I pushed my. The thought of pleasing this man made me excited, terrified and scared, but very excited. I could tell from my little clitty. After chatting for a few hrs he wanted to meet me?I had never met anyone before; no one had ever seen me dress before? But I agreed. I then spent the next day trying to think of excuses, ways out of doing this, I was in denial, I told myself I was straight, It was not what I wanted. I tried talking myself into not meeting him. But I couldn’t… something inside me made me.