34G was the result. To this day I think they both knew when I got up to go to the restroom that it wasnt to take a piss. I often fantasize about the c...nversation the two of them may have had after I left to relieve myself. It usually results in my jerking off to the image of the fitting session ending in a lesbian encounter in the dressing room between my wife and the helpful lingerie saleslady. Another fantasy, for another time. With each clank of the chains against her tits Jens sly grin. . can't," she said. "I just can't." Her face wasblank, but her eyes were red, as if she had seen somethingincomprehensible."I did it for us," Beth said, meekly, even though it later dawned on herhow little that made sense.Sandy shook her head. "I don't want this," she said. "Do I have theright not to have it forced upon me?"She turned. She walked up the stairs. Beth heard the bedroom close.With the bedroom closed, Beth realized she couldn't get to her maleclothes. So she went to the laundry.. The loll of her lightly tanned butt-cheeks mesmerised me, her sensuality undisguised was there to see in her suppleness of limb, her curves, her grace. And it was there in the hue of her skin, how it contrasted with the brilliance of her white bikini bottoms, the material of which had ridden between her rubbing cheeks halves.But it was the glance she gave me when momentarily she turned and looked over her shoulder. It stopped my heart. Had she sensed my eyes on her? They say a person knows when. .."I start to blush but she just laughs and calls her boyfriend over andtells him to sit down... "So you really think you are a girl huh? Let'ssee how much of a girl you are? Suck his dick, just like I used to suckyours, little faggot! Do a good job and I'll make sure he fucks youtoo, bitch!"I look at her and start to object, and she slaps me... "Remember ourmarriage you fucked up because you wouldn't admit you were a littlesissy faggot! Truthfully? I could have lived with you being this way,if.