With her parents and middle sister in the mountains for the weekend, I felt free to indulge in a ‘harmless’ fantasy. But, I wasn’t prepared for... Diane’s bold and daring display. Without losing eye contact, she slowly pulled some fabric aside to reveal a portion of her pussy. With darkness falling rapidly, I doubted that any of the neighbors could see what was going on. By now my boner was straining against my shorts and I opened my legs for Diane’s stares in the dwindling light. She gawked at. I take a sip and sit down at the table. I can't stop thinking about our changed relationship. How is this going to go from now on? We've been friends for so many years, through college, dating numerous girls, you were even my best man at my wedding. Now we've had sex, man to man. You've seen me cross-dressed for your fantasy. Am I just your play thing now? Your anal whore, blow job slut, cum bucket?You bring plates of food to the table and sit down. I look at my plate, my stomach still. Like glowing red embers in the darkest night.She looked fantastic but she smelt even better. She smelt fucking delicious and I wanted to EAT HER. She was wearing this perfume that smelt of musk and exotic spices and it was filling my senses and really, really turning me on.After dinner, she followed me to the toilet. She makes me so nervous that I couldn't pee with her in the next stall but I heard her peeing. A strong, confident piss. I imagined her sitting there with her dress up and her. As my lips and tongue surveyed her lower torso, Sophie managed to remove her panties and I soon felt her hands in my hair directing me to the musky treasure that awaited me between her willowy legs. The sweet scent of incense that had filled my nostrils was replaced by the even sweeter aroma of womanhood as my nose brushed against her tender clit and I parted her labia with my eager tongue in slow, deliberate licks. Sophie tasted as astonishing as she looked and I relished her delicate folds.