I couldn’t have been more embarrassed when Mum came into my room that afternoon. I was on fours on my bed dressed in a bra, suspender belt and stockings and nothing else. Behind me was my best friend Peter, wearing nothing at all. A part of his body that could vary in size at maximum extension.
I had finally convinced Peter that I wanted to evolve from boyhood friend to his girlfriend. No, I had not told anyone else that I was really a girl. Only Peter. I trusted him. The lingerie, white of course, I had bought online. Peter and I had had some nice time “warming up” and just as he was going to do the deed there was my mother standing in the door!
Did I say I couldn’t have been more embarrassed? I was wrong. Mum proceeded to give me running instructions on how best to pleasure Peter! For the next hour!