Everything was happening too fast. This wasn't part of his fantasy. "But, she's drunk. I don't want to take advantage of her when she is helpless." Sh... may be helpless, but that won't lessen the feeling she will receive from my tongue." Ron whispered. Paul was useless, trying to unbutton Peg's blouse. Ron took over and had the blouse and bra removed in a flash. He had to stop and taste those delicious tits. Peg groaned, as he sucked one, then the other. He couldn't wait any longer to taste her. I hadn't felt that way for a long time. I was also nervous as well. This was not just some random guy I picked up thumbing, he worked across the street. I may need to do business with him in the future.I asked him, "Do you need to go home right away?" No,why?" he replied."I need a cup of coffee," I said, "I'll buy you one too." I don't drink coffee," he said."Well I do, and I'm getting one." I replied.The coffee shop was a bit out of the way, that gave me time to try to figure out how to do it.. .A sales girl approached me, she saw my fear, I could hardly talk when mywife put her arm around me and said to the clerk, "My husband is here, hewants to get measured for his pretty bra and girdle, can you help him?"With her big smile, I knew she got the message. Then my wife also poppedin saying he needs inserts to fill out his new figure. "The poor boy hasno bust, yet!" I thought I was going to faint."Hi, my name is Sally and I would love to fit your husband with a bra andof course much. The yuletide joy continued on our brief commute, holding hands, stealing kisses, smiling and laughing. Her children were at her Mum’s for the night so we had the house to ourselves. I scooped up my beautiful sweetheart as soon as we had shed our coats. The best laugh of the night ensued when she saw the novelty head gear I had slipped on. The laugh didn’t end, but just evolved into one of the most beautiful kisses. “Where did you get that thing and how did it get on your head?” Sara asked. “You.