I felt sick to my stomach at what I had heard and the plans laid out beforeme. But they weren't done yet!Madge then handed the silicone breast forms t... Ruth and she went to work.The ladies sat me up and began applying medical adhesive to my breast areaas Ruth worked the same adhesive onto the forms. "Hold him, hold him steady now!" she said as she approached cupping thejiggling form in her hand. As the ladies took my arms by the elbows andpulled them back forcing my little chest out Ruth. When we gotthere someone went to get in the drinks and the rest of us found a placeby the dance floor. And suddenly I saw a familiar redhead boogying away,towering over the other dancers. She was dressed very differently fromthe girl I'd met the previous week, in spike-heeled ankle boots, a denimmini-skirt and a sort of green bustier thing. She was shimmying wildlywith a blandly handsome young bloke who was staring fixedly, seemingly ina hypnotic daze, at her cleavage. I caught her eye and. She has wide curvy hips and her thighs are fleshy soft. She once joked, "Her body is built for comfort, not speed, when it comes to sex." Don't get me wrong, my wife looks fuck-me lush in a pleasantly plump way. Patty still gets me hot. She's just not a firm twenty-something anymore.We've been married for twelve years. Again, unlike stories where men claim their wife was a virgin and he's been her one and only, Patty had already been divorced twice before we met. Her son was born during her. I looked up, and by the look on her face, I must've looked terrible. Her face was wreathed in concern, but she didn't rush towards me. She detoured to grab a box of tissues from the bookcase. Then gathered me up in her arms where I broke out sobbing again."Anna, baby. What wrong? Did somebody die?" I started laughing and crying at the same time. Which just made my face a bigger mess. She sat back, handed me the tissues, and gave me a look the clearly stated "Start talking girl." I pulled myself.