No one had to know, and it didn’t have to go any farther than that.Or to let him touch her breasts. That couldn’t hurt, right? He had been very ge...ntle. He hadn’t even touched her BARE breasts, only ever through material. Or her pussy. He only rubbed at it through her jeans, or underwear, with the heel of his hand, while pushing her gently back into the grass, their mouths locked together in a passionate kiss. Those times always ended with one or the other of them putting a stop to it, heated. The next time you are on the bus headed downtown to work just close your eyes and think about the really pretty lady sitting across the aisle from you or that quirky looking man in the business suit sitting a seat in front of you on his laptop and expensive Personal Data Assistant as he 'supposedly' books dates and meetings. While you are thinking about them, think about how they like it. Is that lady in the business suit actually thinking about heading to work and committing adultery with her. While in public I play the tough athlete role I’ve always been a little shy with the ladies and even when with them have been a little on the submissive side. Somewhere along the way I started watching sissy videos and secretly wearing women’s panties. I’ve never really thought of myself as gay and still don’t although there has been something about the sissy videos that appeal to me like nothing else does.After college I got a job offer to work 400 miles away from home and took the. When I went in thekitchen to have some soup for dinner, I swept the skirt under me as Isat. I was constantly aware of the sensations but not aroused onlycomfortable. I was really relaxed.The next morning as I swung my legs out of bed and caught the firstglimpse of the reinforced toe pantyhose I smiled at how amazing Islept. Usually I would toss and turn with thoughts of work and deals Iwas working on, but I slept straight through and woke refreshed. Ifone night of a nightie and pantyhose.