I know will both be thinking of this tomorrow, you may have to fuck your husband, and I'll bet you anything, with this fantasy in your head, you'll cu... off." You may be right, but, this is like living in a fantasy."I slowly rolled her off of me, and I stood up. I walked over to where she dropped her underwear, and picked up her panties."Susan, would you walk over here, please?"She did as I asked, clicking over in her high-heeled shoes."What are you going to do to me?" Step little closer." I. My father's firstmodification was underway. 3Reconfigurations of high complexity often take up to four hours. I leftthe machine flashing and whirring to make a salad in the laboratorykitchen.I had loved salads even in my unmodified past, but my reshuffledmorphology adored them. In my masculine form, a "salad" consisted oflettuce, tomato, and onion. I now couldn't imagine a salad withoutspinach, mushrooms, and red peppers. I'd also lost my taste for. Over and over my head bobbed along my husband's length. Before he had the chance though to explode, I let go off his cock, took a step back and undid my dress and shuffled out of it. I was now only clothed in my panties, bra and pantyhose; but not for long. His hands roamed across my back, finding the clasp of my bra and spilling my big boobs free of their constraints. My husband lovingly caressed them, sliding the palms of his hands along their sides and underneath before lifting them up. I liked the feeling of power that a good bottom fucking gave me. Having a woman submissively offer me her ass aroused me almost as much as spanking it would.My Mom took to Rita right away. She wasn't a dummy and must have realized right away that I wouldn't have brought my ex math teacher to a holiday dinner if I wasn't sexually involved with her. I am sure my Mom was looking at Rita as a future sex partner for herself and Kate. How right she was!Rita was in the kitchen helping out my mother.