He fondled the silky underwear, rubbing it up the side of his face, and cursed the fact that he was a man, and didn't get to wear this sort of stuff e...ery day, women had it so good. The urge to try it on was too much, he knew that this was the reason that he had been so pleased, when Mary said she was going to be away for the weekend.It didn't take long for him to decide on the underwear that he wanted, and he was soon stripped off, he didn't even need to go to his own room, as she wouldn't be. And you're going to be utterlyfaithful to me as my little wife.There. We're swapping bodies. I'm going to be Hank the Pro FootballQuarterback, and you can be Christina, the cheerleader who had to retireat 25.Think I'm kidding? Try to look away from this note...you can't, can you?W showed me how. See how the note stays in front of your face even whenyou move, so you can't see anything but the note and your thumb?Say, what's going on with your thumb? Yeah. Looks smaller than youremember, huh?. He'd been a co-worker at the office where she worked, and I suspected that he might also have been a lover. Aunt Natalie had never married. He certainly seemed very upset by her loss, and as we talked on the front terrace of her house he took my hand and I comforted him.And it seemed quite natural for me to comfort him in any way I could. Words didn't seem enough. I kissed him and then pressed him between his legs. And his hand going up my skirt in response seemed equally comforting for me. At the grocery store I worked at it was required to ask ever customer with a buggy if they would like help out to their car. It started out as a normal day, I was working 12-4 on a unusually hot day in june. It was just a few minutes before 4 and I was ready leave. When a rather hot older lady came through the line. She was about 5'5 and had nice, large boobs. She was wearing a very low cut short that showed off her amazing cleavage. "Paper or plastic, ma'am" I asked half starring down her.