To thodi der baad maine apna haath uske shoulder par rakha aur ahista ahista uske boobs par ley aya. To usne pehle to thoda sa uncomfortable feel kiya...phir jab mein use dabne laga to use maza ane laga. To maine apna haath uski kameez ke andar se dala aur uski bra ki upar se usko daabne laga. To usko maza aane laga aur woh mera saath dene lagi phir usne muje apni taraf kincha aur muje hug kiya aur muje kiss karne lagi to maine usse aur zor se hug kiya to uske boobs mere chest ko chu rahe the to. There was so much! This woman?s wardrobe musthave cost more to maintain each month than I made in a year!Then I turned, hands trembling, to the drawers. Inside the top drawer Ifound piles of knickers. All were made of either satin or lace, fromskimpy little thongs to French knickers and some control briefs, alldecorated with pretty bows and details. Below that was a drawer ofbras. Most, I noticed, seemed to match the knickers in the drawerabove: low cut satin wonderbras, strapless ones, fuller. For the rest of the day I had difficulty concentrating on the assignments, as I reflected on the morning's activities.Friday morning there was a light knock on my door about seven. I was barely awake, when Anna came in with a cup of coffee and put it on the table beside the bed. She was smiling broadly when she grabbed my traditional morning erection through the bedclothes and whispered, "If you would like anything else I will be in the kitchen."The thought of Anna waiting for me in the kitchen. Fear clutched at my heart, banishing the pain in my back. I struggled to breathe until I saw my faerie-wife's breasts rise and fall. She breathed. She lived. But she was in so much pain. I could feel the charred skin on her back.Anger boiled through me. Wings flapped above. The faerie lord descended, that beautiful face gloating at the pain he inflicted on my Aingeal. My heart pumped anger through my veins as I stared at Duke Gallchobhar. He settled on the ground before me.“Well, human, you.