Richard had never really felt "right" as a male. Sadly, it had taken himfar too long to realize there was actually something he could had doneabout th...at, and so he approached forty no further along toward being awoman than he had at twenty.Mostly, his girl self lived online, in chat rooms and especially fictionsites. He (She, really) wrote poems and songs and stories, and even kepta blog sharing her inner self with the others who were like her.She just posted a blog entry, trying to keep the. I ran the palm of my hand over the front of his jeans and I felt his cock twitch. Taking hold of the zipper, again I moved ever so slowly, and I unzipped his jeans. Putting my fingers inside his pants, I rocked them from side to side as I lowered them over his hips. I controlled the descent as they lowered down his legs, making sure he felt them go down as I rubbed them against his legs. I had him raise one foot, then the other as I removed the jeans, and pitched them aside. I saw his cock. She looks back into my eyes and asks..."you sure this is OK?" I whisper back "yes my lovely Debby it is truly OK". We continue to kiss passionately until I move her slowly back so she gently lays on the bed. I then take off my shirt, unzip my pants, pull off my shoes and socks and finally remove my briefs. My cock which has been straining against the underwear is now free and fully erect. Debby comments how long and thick it is and I grow even harder just admiring her lovely legs in those hose. Then he simply nodded and left for work. As he left I asked him what he told the c***dren when I wasn't home Sunday for church (we always go to mass at 8am)? He said I told them you were staying with friends. It was my turn to nod and he was gone. I wondered if I would be allowed in the house when I returned from work?The k**s came down and were happy to see me saying, "We missed you, mom where did you go?" I just told them I had visited with some friends and steered the talk to school and.