Juliet’s several years younger and extremely beautiful. After dropping off the kids she spends most of her days playing tennis at the club and worki...g on charity events. She takes great pride in all of her philanthropic activities. Her daily schedule is intertwined with regular sessions alongside her personal trainer and masseuse. Oh and don’t forget the ‘me-time’ at the spa a couple of times a week or more. She is fit, curvy, tan, always exquisitely dressed…stunning. Everywhere she goes heads. So, although it was a shit job, I usually had lots of fun. For a time, I had to work a split shift, and I usually had a two or three hour (unpaid, of course) lunch. It wasn't so bad, because I lived in town, so I could go home if I wanted. Or, I could go shopping, and I often did. One particular day, I was dreadfully horny, having seen and flirted with several of my favorite customers that morning. I had already dipped into the bathroom to have a quick frig, and by lunchtime, all I wanted to do. I wasn't prepared for that question, and hadn't thought about how I should answer it. But my delay in answering was all these girls needed to laugh and giggle and conclude that I had. So then they all wanted to know what he looked like "down there". What could I say? I told them I had no idea how to compare, because he was the only boy I had ever seen naked. I sure didn't want to tell them that I loved the way he looked "down there" or that I loved that he knew what to do with it. Pretty soon. "what if she usesthe device to change outfits?"Evan laughed. "It's fine. We won't even notice. Whatever she changes into,we'll think it's what she was wearing when she ran down. There's actuallyan advantage to being oblivious for once." Yeah, but maybe she won't come back for her old clothes if she swaps intonew ones." Ah." Evan pouted. "Right."There was a moment of silence as we both tried to think. My brain felt likeit had slipped a gear. All I could think about was how I had let thishappen..