It is SO wonderful. I really want to be there with you,” I said. “This place is like no other and maybe Hanna told you about it?” “Not very mu...h,” she replied. “But what I want is you.”I went ahead being very careful to watch for others possible interest in what we were doing. No way did I want any word to get rumored around about the commanding officer’s wife. But I told her about my experience with The Storm’s magic and how it was certainly the greatest sexual experience of my life. I think. But what I describe is substantially what happened.The booth was just big enough for the two of us. The walls except for the curtained door were mirrored floor to ceiling. In the middle was a mushroom like stool on which I sat with my back to the curtain. A music track started outside in the bar and Sylvia began to gyrate around me. The mirrors let me see her body from every angle as she moved around me and sensuously swayed to the music. She brushed her breasts, bottom and stocking clad legs. I made it clear that her kiss was welcome and allowed myself to cup one large breast through her shirt and bra. I almost had to stand on tiptoe for the kiss and the hand on my hip moved round to hold me up by my buttock underneath my skirt. Charlie was hard, strong and when the shirt and bra came off with a certain urgency, the body revealed was toned, flat stomach, strong arms. We had stepped apart for her to take those items off and I watched, salivating. “Undo my pants.” I popped the button. The little tuft of hair covering his crotch had disappearedwith the rest of his body hair, easily allowing Greg to see the littlecurve of his mons.Greg could see his new pussy, the way the flesh rippled underneath. Tocall herself a male anymore wouldn't work. The new girl was obviouslyfemale with the tiny little breasts, smooth skin, smaller size, and thewarm wet pussy in front of her. Greg couldn't deny that with tearswelling inside of her eyes. Those tears streamed down her cheeks todribble.