”“It's probably a load of old banter and harmless flirtation.” I said. “So don't worry too much about it."I could sense that my wife wasn’t ...onvinced as we said our goodbyes and hung up the phone.As I sank back in my office chair I remembered what Bethan had put on that morning. The day started off a warm one, but by mid-afternoon it was quite hot. She was wearing an old pair of denim shorts, very short actually, and I didn’t remember her putting on a bra as she pulled a tight fitting training. "I have to tell you, so I'm going to. But once again, I'm asking you notto make any wishes. You have to say 'I wish' and fill in all thedetails. All of them. When you stop speaking, the wish is complete andthe magic will begin. After the magic completes the changes, I'll goback in the box and the lid will close. You won't have to unlock itagain unless you mix the blocks up."I thought for a minute and decided to give it a try. "Ok, I wish to winthe grand prize in the state lottery next time I. Her skirt was so short that her thong was clearly visible to anyone who cared to look, but she did not care.Andrea’s words had not been idle; Kelly’s slim lithe figure and her penchant for short skirts and tight jeans had attracted plenty of male attention. The line between wanted and unwanted was narrower with her than with most other girls. She had never really minded — in fact had often enjoyed — guys whistling at her in the halls or making admiring remarks about her legs or ass or breasts,. I kissed her cheeks and forehead. She caught my tight and kissed my lips. In no time we were kissing and sucking lips. My tongue was exploring her tongue and mouth. She was hot and burning in pleasure. Now to a bit back story she did tell me that she was not so happy with her sex life and so on earlier. So I knew she was dying for pleasure and statisfied sex. While kissing her I removed off my lungi. I wasn’t wearing any shirt. She was just wearing a salwar top with out bottom. She just had.