| Straight: Shemale: Sally Trouble Again (1/4) |
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Sally’s troubles continue. This is the second part of Sally’s troubles: As I got undressed tired and confused that evening I made a remarkable discovery. My panties were soaked through! The amazing shudder I felt as Steve shot his cum into my mouth had caused me to wet myself. I knew the feeling was wonderful but I couldn’t get to grips with why I had such a reaction……Still it was nice feeling. Sadly the evening ended up with Sue spotting my wringing knickers and asked the inevitable questions. How and why? I wasn’t able to give her any sort of acceptable reply. I was feeling unsure of my own feelings and emotions and certainly couldn’t express them. Sue and I had a long and difficult conversation that night but we were not able to reach any form of satisfactory resolution regarding how we could address this bizarre situation. In the morning, following a long and restless night I made coffee and took it back up to bed. We then spent most of the day trying to come up with a plan. The difficulty was whether my own sexuality was now in doubt and how could we find out. We talked through many scenarios and then Sue said she had a crazy idea but she wasn’t prepared to let me in on her secret until she was sure she could arrange it. She left me in this state of unknowing for the rest of the week until, on the Friday night she told me she had managed to put her plan in place. She still wouldn’t expand only to say that Saturday night I should look my best as we were expecting company! Saturday afternoon arrived and I spent the whole time getting ready for heaven knew what. A long soak in a bubble bath, ages with my hair and even longer working on my make-up. I used more subtle shades on my eyes and plucked my brows some more to give a better shape. I selected some new black underwear, a light silk blouse with black skirt and tights. Finally I finished with black court shoes and matching bag. I looked in the mirror and was pleased to see that this was the best I had looked, my weight was coming down and my shape was really quite good. Still I wondered what Sue had in store but now the unknowing was rather more exciting than worrying and despite everything I trusted her. Sue came downstairs and looked fantastic, dressed to kill and with a glint in her eye. I opened a bottle of decent wine and left it to breathe while we had a dry martini. Dinner was to be sirloin steak and salad, my favourite. We poured another drink and I asked for the umpteenth time what she had in store. She still wouldn’t tell me although she said that she hoped it would be fun. Finally just after 7.00 there was a knock at the door and she left me in the living room while she answered it. Sue returned a minute or so later with one of the most stunning brunettes I had ever met. I was introduced as Sally and learned her name was Jane. Never was a name so often associated with plain so mis-matched. She was about our age with a great size 10 figure any girl would die for. Behind her was a man who was neither remarkable nor particularly good looking. He stood just a bit taller than me and shook my hand then gently turned it over and gave it a |
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