Other changes werehappening again. But this time it was the whole room. It was no longerthe laundry room, but a nursery. My sons bed room. It was fill...d witheverything he could ever need. Toys, a rocking chair and a ton ofdiapers and necessities."What is he? I mean my son? No...Your son?" I was confused. Somehow thatlast glow made me doubt my mind. He is my son, yet I somehow feel thathe's Paula's son too? I stepped back. I felt dizzy. I was glad Paula washolding the baby. I would have died if. " I'm sorry. I hadn't thought about that." I didn't think so. I wonder how you keep that company going without a thought invading your head." Luck and charm, I guess Jess!" She poked her tongue out at him."Just get up! I've put you out some stuff for the trip." she said.Once breakfast was over with, Chris sat in a short denim skirt (above the knee anyway) and a t-shirt that came to just above the navel. Again, he wore the ankle boots and wig, but had made a choice that shoes were going to be on. She moves her head letting her lips slide on your cock as her tongue caresses it. “Oh fuck,” you mutter at feeling her warm mouth around your cock. You hold her head tight and push your cock deep into her mouth making her take as much as she can of your cock, almost gagging her. Then you pull back. “Look up at me,” you tell her. “I want to see those sexy eyes as you suck my cock.” She looks up. You look from her eyes to her mouth as she sucks your cock. You can’t believe it is actually. Can you imagine what her arse must have looked like when he did that? He then repeated the same to the other side.“Could you turn over on your back for me pleased?” he saidOf course she did as she was told.Now my wife was lying on a bed in another mans office, in just her underwear with juices flowing freely from her pussy and feeling as horny as ever. To top that, he was standing there with a mighty erection, giving her orders that she was complying with and feasting his eyes and hands on her.