" "Yes! I whole heartily agree with you! She has been very supportive..." "She did tell you that she probably wouldn't be home this weekend?" "Yes! Ye...s, she did at that! "In fact, she told me last night that she had plans on heading down to Washington for the weekend. She said something or other about getting together with a couple of the girls she went to college with. You know, for some type of hastily arranged reunion or something..." "Joe..." Beth tentatively intoned as they rounded yet. Filling my mouth I swallow as much as I could, there was a whole lot more cum then when Dave early, a lot more. I milked all the cum I could from his cock, and as it was starting to go soft in my mouth. He turned off the water and grabbed his glasses. He started to look down as the fog disappeared from the shower. As his eyes made out the short wet hair of mine, he realized that this wasn’t his wife at all. It was his seventeen year old son that just gave him the best blowjob of his live. “What. Both legs went into the pants of a leather one-piece suit, he pulled it up to my chest, leading my arms inside the sleeves of the jacket and zipped it up, with that tightening it on my body - it was probably just my size, but with the layers underneath made it bit tighter as usual. Leather mittens were added over my taped fists, he told me to get into the boots - some tall lace-up boots, which he laced up then tight. So I was covered all in leather except the head by now. A wide collar came. Petunia opens the oak doors and rummages through a variety of outfits until she pulls out a short satin maid uniform. The other sissies dig through drawers until they find stockings, underwear and breast-forms. They dress him in a whirl. He is surprised by how soft everything felt against his smooth and still raw skin. The bra felt tight and pinchy and the breastforms felt heavier than he expected. The stockings, he thought, would feel nice if it weren’t for the irritated skin that was still.