" she moaned. "I-I'm still cumming ... oh God..."Ned spent himself inside her, though his erection lingered long enough to shepherd her through her wa...ing climax. With a groan he lifted himself, withdrawing slowly to the reluctant loosening of Cassie grip around him."I think ... the potion ... worked..." Cassie gasped."Ya certainly were feelin' something all right," Ned said, his own voice still breathy as he sat down next to her.Cassie closed her eyes for a moment. She saw the curtain better. Pressing against me with her chest she pushed my leg up towards my upper body. Her full tits felt great on my legs. I could feel my cock slip down between my legs and just as it did the hand under my thigh rubbed up my thigh towards my ass. I took a quick breath in and moaned very noticeably. She asked me if that felt good and of course I told her it did but I asked if she didn’t mind to do more as I felt like I needed a lot more of that stretching. After moving to my other leg and doing the. She asked my to take the elevator up and wile I waited for the machine to arrive I could see, at a metallic wall, the reflection of people looking at me and whispering with others, I found a comfortable position to stand but I could feel something running down my balls, I was petrified, the last thing I needed was a precum stain on my pants.I entered the elevator, there was a mirror, I was relieved there were no wet sports on my pants and I was momentarily free to breathe a little, but a few. Dress moreconservatively and avoid situations and individuals thatexacerbate the drift. Reduce outings as much as you can. Go out(i.e. drive together) with gurls who are not so affected, leaveearlier and drink less or better still if there's a TG supportgroup that has regular meetings where wives attend, make that yourouting.(Sadly it is not uncommon for such groups to REQUIRE members toattend dressed; the author presumes the reasons for adopting suchrules are found by the groups in question.