She'd never suspected that she could miss being afemale, but in the past couple months once the novelty of allowingherself to be a male had worn off, ...she'd found herself missing beingfemale at certain times. Fingering a long velvet gypsy skirt in thehead shop, and thinking how cool and funky that would be to wear. Nowthat she'd finally accepted she didn't have to wear these things, shefound occasional things that she even sort of liked. She kept her Brutcologne, but every so often, she'd. We got to the train station a little after five and it was full of people getting ready for the ride and dinner. The Vista Dome Car was our destination for a Gourmet dinner. They helped us find our way to seating and we had a fantastic dinner. During dinner she looked so hot that she had all eyes on her, She removed her jacket to show off her full round breasts pressing against the nylon material and it was pleasing for everyone that looked her way. I wasn't sure if she was trying to turn me. “Mom seems to be in a really good mood today. She is always in a good mood, but today there is something different. “I ordered pizza and chicken wings. Go down stairs and do whatever you do and your dad is on his way home.I get to the basement, remove my shoes, and flip the light switch. The light doesn’t turn on so I get into Zen. I feel someone crouching in the far corner. Mom said that dad was on his way home. I can tell that whoever is in the corner is not dad.I walk onto the mat as I feel. That soft noise she made as our lips touched was like a go-ahead for me to guide her. I unbuttoned her white cotton blouse and liberated her breasts from the bra. They were simply gorgeous and I couldn't resist running my tongue over the nipples. Each one of my touches caused her to moan as if it was the first time she had ever been touched in that particular spot. Her blouse came off, and her bra. I laid her down on the couch and pushed a jeans-clad thigh up between her legs, pressed it.