"Ohmygosh! You're 5 minutes early!" The Maid dropped the duster and dust rag she was holding... Sam, dropped the duster and dust rag he was holding... though you wondered if that pronoun was appropriate anymore.
And whats with both of them? 5 minutes on a multi-hour trip
Sam hap reached up and attempted to cover his... breasts
"Let me get changed, then we can catch up." Sam said rinsing his hands in the sink and drying them before zipping over to you and hugging you tightly. you could swear you felt his nipples poking through the thin material he wore. You also were nearly overpowered by the scent of the perfume he wore, as a bit of his long blond hair draped over your shoulder, and lastly you couldn't help but wonder about his height, Sam had always been about the same height as you... but now, wearing those heels, he appeared to still be about your height.
"C'mon upstairs, I swear I don't dress like this very much." he said blushing deep red. He said floating past you letting you follow.
"So... It's been a while, You've changed more than I would've expected... and can I ask about the outfit?"
"Yeah I know... ever since I've started transitioning and Angelina works a lot, So I've been sort of a housewife... one day she brought the outfit home As a Joke we laughed about it, a few days later, I wore it for when she got home, and its just been a reoccurring game between us, that I wasn't expecting you to walk in on.
Sam started up the stairs, and as much as you tried not to, you were stuck watching his hardly clothed ass swing back and forth as he sauntered upstairs.
"You're room is that one on the left, This one's the Master Bedroom. Come on in." Sam had you follow him into the bedroom, as he undid the bonnet and choker tossing them gently onto the bed. To your surprise he then slipped his arms out of the shoulder/sleeves.
"Oh I can go bring my bags up while you change." you say stuttering.
"Dude, don't make it weird, we grew up together, we've changed in front of eachother a thousand times, don't start treating me all different because of this, I'm still me in here, ok?"
"Umm... Ok..." you stayed... now it would be weirder not to stay. Luckily atleast Sam turns his back to you as he strips the rest of the bodysuit off.
"So How's work been treating you these last few months." he says making small talk as he slips off his heels placing them against a cabinet.
No real change, clients are demanding, but don't know what they want, but they know when its wrong." You respond watching as Sam, still totally nude, with his back to you, his hourglass figure and perfect ass on display he leans down and begins picking out clothes.
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