As he sat at his desk trying to work, About half way through the day he thought to text his sexy wife. She was probably quite busy helping fat middle-...ged men get through their daily workouts. She was a personal trainer at a local gym, and so they were both in great shape. "Hey babe, quite the little present you left me this morning, thanks!" He sent off to her while scarfing down a chili dog from a street vendor. He knew she wouldn't like to see him eating a chili dog but he liked to indulge. She told me to keep watching her wishlist, and to keep giving me "her" lunch money every day. She told me that even though she would be ignoring me, she would be thinking of me with love, affection and gratitude, and her smile and words were so sincere at that moment, that there was little doubt in my soul and in my heart that she was telling me the absolute truth. But...with that, she stood, leaned over to peck me on my cheek, and whispered, so softly, and close, in my ear "This is the last. Gently, he plants a trail of small fiery kisses along your chest until he reaches your right nipple. The nerve endings there seem to be directly linked to your crotch, and you groan gently once more. Helplessly, you reach for Pete, trying frantically to undo the buttons on his shirt. Pete looks up from what he’s doing and murmurs ‘No … just enjoy’. There’s a twinkle in his eye that leads you to trust him, so you push his head back to where it was. You find yourself once more being pushed gently. I know I brought them in here", she muttered to herself. She walked back in her room and finally noticed the empty potion bottle next to what was now her floating panties and bra."Shit", she whispered. She walked toward them, but they backed away as she got close."I command you to sit still", she whispered toward her rebellious underwear but they continued to back away from her."Damn it, I guess if I don't command them the second I give them life they pretty much do what they want to", she.