I was in seventh heaven and closed my eyes and soon fell asleep with sweet images of my mother’s naked body and big breasts and thunder thighs and h...airy armpits. I took bath again and got into a fresh pyjama and shirt. She called me to the kitchen for lunch. I stepped into the kitchen and sat down. She had also taken her bath and put on a new sari which she wore in a different manner, in the seedha pallu style of Gujarati women which looked sexy; and she wore no blouse underneath. She had put. I tried to remember what I'd read about being observant and looked her over some more.She saw me doing it and suppressed a smile."Oh, you need to be less obvious Jake. I can call you Jake, can't I? I feel like I know you. Mike talked about you guys a lot."I nodded – what else could you do when it's asked like that?"Am I that obvious?" I asked, wondering how she'd answer."Totally. We are taught to suppress the obvious. You learn do it over time. When you get good, it's quite subtle. You make. I dress up like a girl when I'malone. Like a lot. And other than that time at Halloween I've never beendressed up in public. I don't want to embarrass myself...or you."My stepbrother's brow furrowed. I thought the complexities of genderidentity were probably confusing him but he shocked me when he said,"Alright, I understand." Huh?" I asked, unconsciously echoing him."If you don't feel comfortable going, we don't have to go." Are you sure? I know this means a lot to you." It's fine. It was. He said I was dressed exactly as he wanted for a good threesome.We chatted for a while sitting at the sofa in the living room, while we emptied a couple bottles of red wine. Then Ana announced she was going to bed; she grabbed Tony’s hand and led him to our master bedroom.I excused myself and said I would be right there in just few minutes.A while later I came into a totally darkened bedroom. I climbed onto the bed next to my wife, whose hands caressed my body and traced my black thong covering.