I can vouch PERSONALLY for that!"Fannie shook her head. What was the woman SAYING?! That she had... BEEN... with her OWN SON?! That was... LUDICROUS! ...ven for this bizarre family!"Hi, sweetcheeks!"Fannie turned to see her husband sitting in the corner. A blonde woman was there with him, wearing only a set of panties, sitting in his lap, her arms around his neck, grinding her ass at his crotch."Hi, I'm Annie Layton," the blonde said cheerfully. "Is this your hubby? You lucky cunt! He's. "I should have been there." It's a bit more than a simple mistake don't you think?" asked Don, his face already flame red, the veins on his neck standing out like heavy-duty industrial drainage pipes. "A mistake is turning the onion into a red carriage and not a blue one or giving someone a white tuxedo instead of a black one. This is a... a... I don't even know what to call this." Travesty?" offered Stephen helpfully."This is really bad alright." said Don returning to his seat and drawing. But this was no longer the case. My time as a woman was tobe extended for just a little longer.I thought back to the end of our evening, as we had laid in bed, bothdressed in just bra, garter belt and stockings, Karen had been kissing myshoulders and telling me how wonderfully fun and exciting ourexperimentation had been and how she didn't want the night to end. I wasbeginning to feel the same way, but felt torn about it, and as Karencontinued to rub and kiss my body, my resolve was starting to. "Rob now reached around me and pulled my nightie wide open and cupped my breasts under his hands so that he could bounce them slightly. I was blushing profusely but allowed myself to be displayed in that way."Ah that's nice," the guy moaned in appreciation. "Are you married?"Rob told him that we were, and in answer to his next question, told him we'd been married almost two years. "You're lucky to have such a horny little wife," the guy said.I felt myself tingling all over, such was my nervous.