Just fantasies. I outrank you because I am better at my job than you are.” He wasn’t sure.Once, he remarked, “You could have been a porn star if...you’d wanted.” His wife did not take kindly to the remark, which Reggie made in the act of passion. The ‘could have been’ struck a nerve.“Am I losing ‘it’? What the fuck did he mean by ‘could have been’ anyway?”Their fifth anniversary coincided with Casey’s Tenth High School reunion and she accepted the invitation and made plans to attend. Reggie had. " She cuddled close and we drifted off tosleep.The next morning, we took turns showering. I went last and when I came outand was confused as to what I should do. Should I dress in my own clothesas Sam, or will they want me to dress as Samantha? What do I want to do?I walked out naked."I love it that you have your own little tits," Sylvia said. She was justbuttoning her blouse up. "I mean it. That was really special. Why don'tyou two come to the shop this afternoon and I'll get you set up with. Somehow I knew the feeling would pass in a few minutes, but I had been steamed, reamed, and creamed by three of the hunkiest men on the planet over the past ninety minutes – an hour and a half of pure pleasure that resulted in more orgasms per minute than I’d ever fantasized about. I pushed the rational thought aside that I’d just made up that story and that told me the orgasms were all in my head, and that I’d had far better fucks from all my steady men, especially Mark less than a week. I, of course, said yes immediately and when it was time left my office for their house. As soon as I got there I knew something was up, the babysitters car wasn’t there and hers was! I wasn’t sure what to make of it so I approached the front door and before I could even reach the steps she opened and motioned me to come in quickly. She said she made up the story, that the k**s had spent the day at the babysitters house, she left work a early and she said she didn’t have to pick them up for.