I had stopped wearing bras around the house, so I could clearly feel the warmth of his hand on my nipple and the sensation of his fingertips squeezing...and pinching at my hardened nub. I began to moan loudly as he felt up my tit and played with my clit.“Oh yes...yes...” I sighed, shamelessly humping his hand. I came in a burst of heat, moisture and sparks, twitching and sighing as I shuddered in release.“How was that?” he asked. “Did I help?”I smiled. “I feel so much better. But now it looks. What if I asked him if he wanted to have sex with you – or with both of us?”“If you’re really sure about this ... well, let’s sleep on it. Don’t ask him yet. Dan, are you really, really sure this is something you’d want to try? What if it drives us apart?”“Unless you’re wearier of your old cheeseburger than it seems, then I don’t think it would happen.”Suddenly, Anna sat up. “Wait! Is this some trick you’re playing so you can have some other woman?”“Not at all, sweetie. Oh, you’d have to be as. Most of all, they showed me I wasbeautiful and worth it in me own right and showed me what clothes,shoes, bags - you name it - suited me. And the presenters loved me somuch they decided the show should continue (I think it was what theycall a pilot). In fact, they said I reminded them of that SharonOsbourne! S'pose I do look like 'er, come to think of it.I'd already started a diet and Carol and me started going for walks inthe countryside an' goin' swimmin' an' that. I'm now a buxom size 16.No,. Now if you are reading this and think I exaggerate, may I remind you this is a girl in her 20's with bright red hair, fabulous legs leading to a perfect heart-shaped ass (I know, it’s the other way around—our typical drawing of a heart is really based on what a woman’s ass looks like—but I digress). The point is, I was pretty sure she was about to offer me that ass. It was a quick shower. “I’ll be a little longer than that, dear,” she smiled. “Do you have any candles?” With that she disappeared.