It's okay. There's a logicalexplanation. Deep breaths. Count to 10. No... let's make it a hundred.Count to a hundred. There you go. Count... slowly...... slowly... thereyou go...Finally I feel calm enough to open my eyes again.I am a woman.There's no getting around it. I am a woman. I have woken up in the bodyof a sexy woman. And not just any woman, but I am my hot young wife.Slowly, hesitantly, I explore a bit. I run my hands over my body,feeling the silky fabric. You know, this actually feels. " You, sir, are a charmer and a gentleman," Jenn grinned."Well, I try," Tim admitted with a smirk."I am going back to my room now," Jenn said."Well, good night." Really? That's all? 'Good night'?" Well..." I am all alone here. My guy - the perv who wants me to fuck another guy, you recall - is all the way on the other side of the country. I have... no panties on and I am very... very horny. It seems to me that a gentleman would escort me back to my room. After all, anything could happen.... I talked to my mother today.”Nikki was leaning in Stone’s bedroom doorway. She bit her lower lip and studied the top of the doorframe while he let her statement settle in his mind. But she didn’t make statements. She dropped soft grenades. He couldn’t say he was getting used to it, but he couldn’t say he disliked it, either.She was wearing a thin, white tank that didn’t reach the bottom of her ribs. It had spaghetti straps and gave her breasts an impudent look, making them seem bigger than they. ” I stammer. “Come on, let’s go and pay for it all and then you can text Emmy and let her know what you bought,” the assistant says with a new sound of familiarity. “You know Emmy?” I ask.Giggling, she says, “Yes I do, and I know just how naughty she is.” I reach into my pocket to pull out my wallet and feel myself disturb my cock, which I take a moment to feel through my pocket. It is still tucked away in Emmy’s panties, comfortably wrapped up in that cum-filled condom. My heart picks up more.