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I noticed in the mirror that my blonde wig was disheveled, just like Michelle’s hair usually was in the mornings. I grinned at my reflection. I continued to admire myself in the black satin chemise I was wearing. It was one of many items of women’s clothing in my wardrobe. I looked back lovingly at Michelle in her boxer briefs and white tank top. She looked so damn sexy in them. I made my way into the kitchen downstairs and got a pot of coffee going. Michelle was always up early and made the coffee, but last night’s activities took a lot out of the both of us, especially her! As I stood at the kitchen counter waiting for the coffee to brew, I felt her arms wrap around my waist. Michelle leaned into my back, and kissed me on the shoulder. “Good morning babe,” she said playfully. “I didn’t hear you coming…downstairs.” “I thought I’d sneak up and surprise you,” she said, kissing my shoulder again and squeezing me tighter. “I could get used to…this.” I turned around and looked lovingly.

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