My heart was racing as I damn near ran over to her.Moving the hem of the nightie out of the way I began caressing her ass. Getting slightly bolder I p...lled the cheeks apart and ran a finger up and down her crack. I jumped out of my skin as mom spoke, "Jim, do you like my ass?"It took me a second to get back my composure before answering, "Yes mom, it is very sexy." You can go ahead and kiss it if you wish, but only if you stick a finger in my asshole." I jabbed my finger into her rectum much to. Before I went to bed, I took my usual shower. Or should I say that I tried to take my usual shower. When I touched certain parts of my body, my curiosity got the better of me. That was one very long - and exciting - shower!When I woke, I saw my wife staring at me. I knew that I was still a girl. "Can you call in sick for me?" I begged. She nodded silently, and I knew we were both wondering what we were going to do. But she had to get going - dressed, get the boys dressed, get them breakfast,. We had two more weeks on that project in Basle, including the next weekend for more acceptance testing. In the office, Almira was almost no different. The same friendly, professional colleague. But I did say ‘almost'.Most evenings we spent together, fucking like young lusters. She would then go back to her friends for the night. Her ability to orgasm and go again was incredible. And not a little tremble like two on the Richter scale but a full-blown, screaming, hand squeezing, body convulsing. To her side stood Kirsten, who was fondling my other breast with one hand and nestling with something on my top, right between my breasts, with the other. She was opening the buttons! Then cool air hit my tits! But a moment later the fingers returned, now skin on skin, and pinched and pulled. Anne’s thumbnail flicked over my clit. Together with my momentary mortification, this was all that the spark the ball of heat between my legs needed, and I exploded in gasps and moans, my skin set ablaze.