Johnny's cock was a little larger than average, though nothing unusual, and she quickly got into a rhythm.She quickly figured out that the clear fluid...bubbling out of the tip of his dick was natural lubricant, and she deftly smeared the stuff all over the head of his cock. She loved the way it twitched in her hand, and she really loved the way Johnny's fingers were delving into her increasingly-horny pussy."Oh God, baby, I want you so bad," Johnny said as he built up a froth between his girl's. 'I'm so glad that you're not angry; I don't know what made me do it. Thewhole thing was bizarre, he was a horrible man, unshaven, dirty working clothes but this just made it all the more exciting.''What about the other man?' I asked.'Men.' she replied, rather sheepishly. 'Men.''HOW MANY?' I almost screamed. 'How many? 'No! No don't tell me, not yet. I couldn't take any more yet. Tell me later when we are in bed and I have recovered some energy. Because I'm going to fuck you out of your mind. We. No, it was far too long to be a dream; after all, I hadpinched myself as Jenny and it had hurt, just as too much rubbing of myclitoris in the bath had hurt. It had been a whole long, often lonelyand even boring, day; so today must be Sunday.Where had my other, male, self been all yesterday? What would Jenny bedoing today? How would the other Jenny cope at Sweet Dreams if this hadbeen a body-swap and she hadn't worked Saturday night? I rolled over andstared at the back of my sleeping wife's. Almost done and I spray some Poisonperfume on and to top it off my floor length black PVC trench coat. I grab my purse filled with all my girly essentials and head for thedoor just in time. I head down from my penthouse and out the backdoor to my parking lot and wait for my escort.Paul arrives and we head to the theater which about 30 minutes away.We small talk and I get to know a little about him. Thankfully heseems like a normal red blooded horny male. But then, what not to behorny about,.