A jolt ofsheer terror flooded her system with adrenaline and she clamped her eyesshut in an attempt at regaining her composure. After perhaps a minute...he opened them and slowly took in her new form. Almost no trace of Pete, a tall, slightly muscular woman stared back.So... She stood for several minutes trying to assimilate the knowledgethat the image in the mirror was... her. Fear roiled and then settleditself as a living presence in her stomach as the realisation that lifeas 'she' knew it was. Oh great, I thought, he is jerking off and leaving a mess as well. I was going to clean it up, but stopped myself since I didn’t want him to know I was there. I picked up the sunglasses and put them in my pocket. I would place them on the kitchen table for when they returned. As I turned to leave, I noticed the mouse to his computer sitting near by. I moved it over a bit so it wouldn’t sit in the jizz and the laptop sprang to life. At that moment, my jaw dropped. The image on the screen. It does surprise me. I’ll think of you showering in a whole different way now!’’ I joked.‘’So now you know,’’ she quipped.‘’Yes I do! I’d love to join in next time you do it, if that’s ok.’’‘’How can you join in? It’s something I do to myself,’’ she replied in a matter-of-fact way.‘’Yes, but it would turn me on to watch you doing that. Maybe I could even help you to cum by describing what I’d like to do to you !’’‘’Thanks but I don’t need any help. I already get turned on by imagining my own. Entering, I step to one side and put the basket, blanket, and cooler down.“Oh my, Dean, my bike!”“What do you think, dear?”“I love it!” She says, going over and running her hand along the length of the dildo.“Thank you for putting sponges on the seat, dear. You know how wet I get when I come.”“I am glad you like it, Cindy.”I lift her dress above her waist and pick her up, setting her down on the workbench.“Spread your legs dear, I have a surprise for you.”She is not wearing any panties (the way.