I was of average height and not what you would call to handsome.Anyway Donna and I were having some marital problems. For instance, I seemed to ignore...her. I concede this fact, but as any good man, I had an excuse. At the office there was a major account being tossed around and if a landed it I would be the big red fish at work. So I was a little preoccupied.One night I came home and Donna had invited a local voodoo priest over to the house. She said that she had found his number in the phone. He withdrew after emptying his balls fully, I was again surprised, so much, not that I tasted it, he kept himself balls deep the entire orgasm until I was seeing stars and struggling to get a breath.”ALL OF IT SLUT!” I fell forward onto my forearms, arse up.”I’d love to faggot but I’ve got to get home to the misses.” I groaned, a married man, a grandpa just filled my guts with his cum and he was thinking of my arsehole! I grabbed my cock and wanked myself off as he watched. As I came he. I did my best not to show him how scared I was but my quavering voice letme down."I see you remember me my dear." Of course." I decided to be magnanimous. "I have never had the chance tothank you for the wonderful life you gave me" Yes I have followed it with interest. I must say you certainly are alovely woman" May I ask you a question?" There was something niggling me that only hecould answer."Of course my dear." Why didn't you use your magic powers to turn me into a girl rather thanaltering. “Yes, Mike speaking.” He waited for her to continue, hearing a rustling, then a loud noise. The line went quiet for a second, then her voice again. “Sorry, I dropped the phone.” She sounded young and nervous. “What can I do for you er…? “Oh! Sally, sorry. I’m a bit… um… well, you understand.” She paused. “I eh… well I need an escort for a function. They talked further and made arrangements to meet for a coffee the next morning. Robert.