It made doing chores rather difficult, but half the fun ofhaving a sissy maid I'm told is watching them prance around the house onpencil thin heels or... laced in to ballerina boots. Lasers were used to removeevery last hair follicle from ankle to lip which resulted in Suzette havingthe softest, most delicate skin. The only exception was the patch of pubichair left around Suzette's sissy clit. I'm not sure what it is exactly theydid, but they managed to put Suzette's pubic hair follicles on. He is aware that I am a gay male, but any dude that has yet to be introduced might be a bit weary of ANY guy looking at porn with his wife when he is not there to oversee the whole scenario. He did not seem to care. Instead he sat by me in a swivel chair and we conversed over the next hour and a half as his wife drifted off to sleep. When she did not awaken in the next 1/2 hour, I went to excuse myself and stood up walking towards the front door. "Why are you leaving," her husband, who we. I widened my legs more offering him my waiting womanhood. I held his hand and placed it on my mound. My body shivered when his hand roamed around my mound and the puffy vaginal lips.My legs parted more and I leaned towards him, anxious for his hunt. He begun to ran his fingers along length of my pussy crack, up and down. His finger found my clit, began to circle it, lightly, slowly increasing his pressure. I felt wetness intensified in my pussy as his gentle touch kept on stroking my clit. I. “After the afternoon sessions I thought I might wander down Michigan Avenue for awhile, just taking it in. I love Chicago.” “I’ve got a better idea,” he said. “Why don’t you join the WiFi Bi Guys?” “The who?” “The WiFi Bi Guys,” he said. “It’s a group of married guys who get together at these conventions each year and have sex.” “You’re kidding me.” “No, I’m not,” he said. “It got started three or four years ago when a couple of guys hooked up online -- that’s the WiFi part -- and.