We sat and enjoyed the evening with a few beers and munchings. I could see that my Shabana would bend over more than necessary, allowing me a very ni...e view of her tits under her loose shirt!I also saw her rubbing the bottom of her cold beer bottle up and down her chest, provocatively. I watched as the droplets of water trailed in between her tits. Watching her made me even horny.We sat there drinking for an hour or so. It soon became a bit nippy and cold. Shabana suggested we get inside the. "Magic. You wished that I knew what it was like to be a woman, to be you.Looks like you got what you wished for." Her beautiful stolen face wasglowing with joy."Well, I didn't mean for it to come true! I don't want to be a man. I wantto be me again," Sarah whined."That's too bad for you. You made the wish so now you have to face theconsequences," she responded with a gloating smile, "I for one plan tolearn exactly 'what's it's like to a be a woman in America'." You can't just take my life,". I worked his legs and moved them back and forth and lifting him slightly off the table to see all of his package. I told him to flip over and his cock was not rock hard but getting there. As he flipped over he glanced at his cock and before he could catch me looking, I held up the sheet acting like I hadn't seen a thing. I asked if he was comfortable enough to ditch the sheet and he said sure! I did the front side of his legs and loved feeling his muscles relax and become putty in my hands.. This little tale is very tongue in cheek I hope you enjoy it.I'd got back into Heathrow on a late night flight. The traffic on the way down west had been awful, as it was the August bank holiday, the worst day of the year for holiday traffic. Accidents had caused jams that stretched for miles and I was dead beat and not in a good mood by the time I reached my home."Hi, honey," Allison, my loving wife of ten years said as I walked through the door. "Would you like some breakfast?"I thought I.