I turned on the water and got in, tilting my face up so that the water streamed down. I heard the shower door open and Vickie stepped in.I put my arm ...round her, pulled her close and kissed her. She snaked a hand between us and took hold of my cock.“We need to clean this off,” she said.I put a hand between her legs and said, “This, too.”So we soaped each other up and rinsed each other off. In other circumstances, this would have led immediately back to the bed for a fuck, but I think we both. David stood several inches above me at just over 6 foot. His ebony black skin contrasted with my wife's long blond hair and petite 5 ft 4 inch frame. At 28 she kept herself in good shape visiting the gym at least twice a week. In fact this was where she had first met David.You may wonder how the events I have described could happen. To explain, I need to take you back over a year ago:Sue and I had been married for 6 years. Getting hitched when Sue was 22 and I was 30. The early years were. Tonight was a home cooked meal. I helped Margo in the kitchen. I'm a good cook. The two girls let us do the work and just sat at the kitchen table whispering and giggling. I was really enjoying this family. We had dinner and after that we all washed up and rinsed the dishes. Then we played a board game on the kitchen table. I was surely a part of the family now. So pleasant. As we played Mary was running a bare foot up my leg. She was across from me, with that scamp grin on her pretty face. It. Now... I was being turned into... what... how? Idon't even look like a woman.The tear landed on my apron as I rose. I picked up the bra andpanty. My tear settled right on pink border of my apron and left awet reminder of my fragility. My knees began to shake and I felt mylegs nearly collapse. What choices did I have? It was either doingthis or a long time in jail. Maybe I'd be sexually forced in jail aswell. I knew it could happen. My size, although still manly out here,might be considered.