"That left three of us and only two beds. It looked as if I would be sleeping alone if Melissa's reaction to Greg was any indication.Oh well."Got a mi...nute for a private chat?" Kellie asked me. I looked at over at Melissa and Greg who were enmeshed in a conversation so I nodded."So, how you been?" she asked jokingly. "Any surprises recently?" A couple," I admitted ruefully. "How about you?" No surprises," she said. "But a couple of interesting things have happened."We spend a minute or two. Watson hired me at thecompany as her personal assistant. Which was lucky for me or I maystill be wearing dresses." Tom wishing he had not made the lastremark after hearing it come out of his mouth and seeing the look ofsurprise on Brenda's face.Brenda had caught what Tom had said and was even more curious thanbefore. She was finding this all very intriguing and wanted to knowall of the details. She didn't think Tom was a cross dresser as he hadno feminine items in the apartment. His time was. Happy. Bringing in money. Being the perfect housewife. Sharing the cooking and chores and trials of bringing up a five-year-old, while remaining attentive and, dare I say, inventive in bed.Chris liked being dominated. Loved it when I took control and forced him to do things to me. Things I adored too, of course. Like sitting on his face and grinding across his tongue and lips, feeling them probe my slick pussy and nibble my yearning clit until I came all over him. Or pinning him down and riding. I know I hurt her, this is my fault, so I can be patient. * I thought I could be patient. This is harder than I thought it would be. We've been together for four days, I've seen her three times, and we haven't done anything past kissing...it's killing me. I may just be paranoid, but I'm pretty sure she's intentionally, subtly trying to punish me. Chanel has been dressing ever so slightly more skimpy, wearing shirts that display her perky cleavage, and pants that hug her ass like a second skin..