He waltzed over to Gary and said, "Switch partners." and began dancing with his wife. Gary smiled as he took me in his arms."Shannon," he said. "You c...n dance with other guys if you want too. I won't stop you." I don't care if I dance with other people or not but I do want to be with you. If you dance with one of the other wives, I'll consider dancing with the husband. There is no way I'm going to dance with other men and you just sitting there watching me." He didn't say anything else about it. His friends once shorter than he begun to grow taller around him, theycontinued laughing, if anything the laughter was more intense, aimed athim.He held up his hands as the grew slender, they slipped back into hisshirt now far too large for him which hung limply off his shoulders andarms.He grabbed onto the belt of his pants as they slipped off his waist,they hung about his hips now broader than before.He gasped and panted in a distinctively female voice as he shivered intoa cold sweat.His. ”“And you know this how?”“Because after you zonked out – after three cum-filled orgasms in her sweet pussy, I might add – very nice. Anyway, after you zonked, she and I made love, and then she made love with Jon.”“Ah, another bisexual slut.”Pam laughed. “You seem to collect them ... or maybe I should say ‘us.’”“I do. I want the complete set.” I wiped the sleep from my eyes as I sat up.I rolled Pam onto her back, and slid the shaft she’d cultivated into a ‘10’ into her warm love sheath. I. She had thick black hair that would look great after a hairdresser got done with it. ‘Mostly my own fault. Is it ok if we don’t talk about that right now?’ I put the brush down and rubbed her shoulders. ‘Would you just hold me for a little while. You feel so nice.’ In just a minute or so, she was asleep again. I carefully eased out and went to do chores and get ready for the afternoon job. A couple of hours later, I was on the sofa with the Sunday paper when she appeared and plopped down beside.