"That commute's going to be hell!" Tell me about it!" Anne groaned, "but it's the only way, really. I simply can't do the work from home at all, even ...f I wanted to — I need those software tools, and a high end workstation to run them on." When?" Stan asked."If it comes off at all, that is, if Sid gets the first tranche of money, it'll be soon. January, February at the latest. I fully expect to hand in my notice in January and be working full-time for Sid very soon after that."But in the. We both felt that sex, while still good, was getting a little routine and it could do with spicing up, we have chatted for ages about what to do and have tried a few different things. We both decided that we would have a box each, write our fantasies on a piece of paper and we would take one fantasy from each others box and arrange it but not let on which fantasy it was or when it would happen to make it more exciting. We each picked one out and when I read what my wife had written, I was. I was tense from the situation. His hands were relaxing me. The feeling of his cock riding up and down along the crack of my ass was exciting. He lowered himself and his entire chest and hips were in contact with my back and bottom. Rubbing himself against me. I could feel his cock pushed harder against my crack. He was using the insides of my cheeks to give himself pleasure.The sensation of his body and cock rubbing my ass was making me even more aroused."I'm going to massage your ass now". She now went around calling herself "Jason Roark" and living my old life. Though, she (now he) really did start working out at the gym after school and eating more healthy. In fact, during senior year, he went out for track and did quite well as a sprinter. He got contacts and really does look more handsome than I ever did. He's going off to college this fall and will be double-majoring in physics and psychology. He hopes to become some sort of parapsychologist person and study more about what.