Full Reviews: TRANS SEXUALZ asked for a decaf and she went off to the kitchen leaving me in the lounge to wait.
I looked around at the pictures on the walls and the books on the shelves and soon I heard the door open and when walked in holding a tray with two mugs and a plate of biscuits.
What was unusual was that she had changed from her baggy sweatshirt and jeans into a T shirt and no jeans.
"Sugar? Milk?" she asked as she bent to put the tray on a small table in the center of the room. As she bent I was rewarded with a nice view of a pair of very brief panties and all that was not contained within them.
"J-Just milk, thanks" I replied shakily.
She asked me to sit down and bringing my mug of coffee, she sat next to me, a few inches apart, and leaned towards me with her arm over the top of the couch on which we both sat. The material of her shirt stretched to show the outline of her small, perky tits, which were unencumbered by a bra beneath her shirt.