" Devon replied. He searched his mind for something to say. "Want a coke or something?"Jenny smiled. "Sure. Thanks. I'll go check on Kate while you ge... them."Devon went into the kitchen. In the fridge he saw some chocolate sauce next to the cokes. Ice cream seemed like a good idea. He fixed two bowls and carried them out with the cokes in his pockets. Jenny wasn't back yet. He sat down and laid the spread out on the coffee table. "Awesome, ice cream." Jenny sat down next to him again. This time. "She smiled again and said, "May I have another drink Madam?, I thought I was about to lose my job for a moment there!"I squeezed her hand gently, "You did say you'd finished for the day didn't you?" Yes Madam."I handed her my empty glass, "In that case Melissa, my name's Jackie and I'll have one as well." Thank you Mad- - - - Jackie." Half way to the bathroom I stopped and turned round, "Oh Melissa?"She looked questioningly at me, "Yes?" Aren't you a little bit sticky as well?" Yes, I think I. I also didn't think my wife had much interest in giving the idea much thought either. What I didn't realize was that it was too late. The seeds had already been sewn...To my surprise, my wife set in motion a plan that would allow me to get my fantasy. One day she told me she wanted me to privately masturbate into a container, and then she said to put the container of cum in the freezer. She told me not to tell her anything about it after I did it and to make sure I did this 2 or 3 times, which. I again noticed my reflection in the mirror. Was it my imagination, or did my waist seem thinner or was it my bottom and hips bigger? With all the breakfasts I was being forced to eat I couldn’t be getting thinner, Could I? or was it that my breasts looked bigger? Or was it all an optical illusion? I slipped into my pink bra and inserted the silicone enhancers, they looked even more amazing for some reason today! My gynecomastia must be getting worse I thought. The ruffle knickers looked stupid.