She - now he - climbed the rickety stairs to his new home, brokenhearted at the thought of losing her body, her life, and her beloved husband to such ...vil. What was he going to do? Was he doomed to this miserable existence forever?Abigail found a tattered journal on a table inside, and read it in front of the flickering fire. She had not been the first victim - not by a long shot. The creature who had stolen her body had once been an alderman, one Jacob Van Gliesen! The swine!Abigail started. He moaned, and made an involuntary thrust, sliding his cock more than halfway into me. This unexpected entry felt amazing. I felt myself open up to allow for his cock, spread to accommodate him. He realized I was having little to no trouble taking him, and he put his hands on my hips. Before I could even consider protest, he pushed all the way inside me. I grew rock hard, harder than I’d been, probably harder than I’d ever been, and would have collapsed on top of my wife if he hadn’t quickly. Besides, you always enjoy your office parties so I'm sure you will be fine without me."*The week went by and on Friday morning I kissed Janie goodbye, said I would call on Sunday when I knew about my flight home and rolled my suitcase out to the waiting Lyft car. She stood in the doorway watching me with a look I could not decipher.The flight was just over two hours and was smooth and uneventful. I got some reading done, then from my business class seat, I was one of the first onto the jetway.. Not taking his eyes off Van, he growled "Are you okay?"It was at this point that Van made yet another tactical error. He foolishly interpreted Patty's scream at Bobby to indicate he might still have a chance with her."Yeah she's fine asshole, and you're not welcome here. Now get the fuck out!" Van began moving towards Bobby in an attempt to bluster him out of the house.Bobby looked incredulously at Patty. "Do you want me to leave?" he asked, the overwhelming rage beginning to give way in favor.