"Just a minute," I grunted trying to produce the lowest possible pitchand only sounding like a girl attempting to approximate a man's voice. I ran bac... to the bed."Oh god! I can't let him see me like this, not even Pierre" I gaspedto myself in gossamer voice and with no particular plan but plenty ofdesperation, began trying to actually pull off my breasts and squeezeaway all the extra flesh from my immense new ass."Antoine?"I didn't want him to hear my ridiculous voice and only pushed. That night, as Jan got dinner ready with the help of Anne, May began to act weird. She was guiding me around the house, not letting me get into the kitchen nor into our bedroom. I knew something was up, but not exactly what. Carl was no help either, as he just helped May in keeping me out of those areas.About the time supper was ready, I heard a boat, actually a small skiff running up to our dock. Looking out over the deck, I saw Sandra getting out and tying off. I watched as she strolled up. It was definitely a good size. It felt bigger than mine. I slowly stroked him up and down. I thought I heard a soft moan, but I couldn't tell. Shane didn't move or say anything, so I carried on. I got bolder and decided to pull down his shorts so I can get a better look at his cock. I'm already in, might as well go for broke, right?I slid his shorts just past his knees, and his cock popped out and smacked against his flat stomach. I misjudged it. It was easily 8 inches. Hell, closer to 9, I'd. Only she wasn’t alone. A quick peak through the window told me everything I needed to know. There, standing in our livingroom, was my darling wife with her arms wrapped around some guy I had never seen before. They kissed, and my entire world immediately went red. I could feel the anger within me boil over, and my gut reaction was to crash through the window and strangle both of them. But I took a moment to concentrate on my breathing, just as I was trained. They both would pay, but not just.