I spotted her rearranging panties (oh, the irony!) and waited until she was alone before I approached. "Hey, Alaina," I said with a smile. She looked ...p and smiled back, "Oh hey, Jason. What's up?" "Ah, not too much. Just about to head home but I wanted to stop by and say hi from me and Heather," I replied, still smiling. "Oh, that's cool. So how have you been?" she asked, looking at me curiously, as if wondering what was so amusing. "Pretty good, pretty good. Just punched out. Had to fill in. .. just silence. Finally I hear him sigh and I turn my head to hear him better. He's still beside me... I think. I feel him run his fingertips slowly down my inner right thigh. "As much as I love this lingerie... I'm going to have to buy you a new set..." he says and I lift my head, trying to follow his voice as he walks around the bed. "Why?" I ask just before I feel the cool metal of scissors press against my stomach. He slowly slides it under my coresetted top and I hear it cut through the. "And fourth and a fifth!" she replied "I'm going to fuck you all day!" What about your husband?" I asked "what if he comes home in the middle of it?" Then he'll get to see, what a real man fucking me, is like!" she replied before she kissed me again.Now I don't know if she truly meant it or not, but fucking her most of the day seemed alright with me, so I was willing to give it ago, if she was.She then bounced up and down on me for the next few minutes, her little bald wet pussy slid easily on. "Nancy left to get something for the heat. Susan returned holding theblond wig and saw the change in Frank's face, she said, "Frank, yourface is more like a woman's face, the wax job has made a significantdifference."Frank said, "I have not looked at my face yet, the pain and heat I feltfrom the waxing, I am sure you are right. You knew that Nancy was amake-up artist, however, I told Nancy I was all in, so I am sure thatwhen she is done, I will look like a woman, at least my face and theblond.