All the while my wife and Bill are chatting and flirting, as usual. He is not trying to hide the fact that he's trying to catch a glimpse up her short.... It's already early evening when we eat and the sunlight has started to fade. It cools off pretty quickly once the sun fades away, so my wife heads into the cabin to change out of her shorts and into something a bit warmer, usually sweat pants of some sort.My wife returns a few minutes later wearing the same t-shirt and form-fitting sweat pants. It was the secrecy of it that kept making her think she was extracting a sweet revenge. So, she was more than willing to do whatever Hugo wanted.She slithered nakedly down over him, pausing for a moment to lick and suck at both of his tiny nipples, burrowing down through the thick hair on his chest to get at them. Phyllis knew that he liked it, so she bore the intense tickling sensation his hair produced on her lips and nose. It was a small favor in return for the complete satisfaction he gave. The full moon came and I was ready, I hoped. I waited outside the place I had scouted out and crossed my fingers. There, I saw my targets. Now I should say here that intentionally becoming a woman was not what I wanted to do, I wanted revenge, period. I had done nothing that deserved my being fired. I wanted to get back at Judy and the company.Judy came out of the building and started toward a cab waiting at the curb just up the street. I jerked to a stop next to her and opened the sliding door. Could you take it off?" Sure." I sat up and pulled my shirt off. It flew across the room."Wow. I didn't know you were so muscular." Michelle reached out and rubbed one of my nipples. I squirmed from her stimulation. We fell back together and locked our lips together. Her nipples were hard. They pressed into my chest. My cock swelled to enormous proportions. I knew it was pressing into Michelle's tummy. We rubbed our bare torsos together. Michelle's clear skin felt like silk rubbing on my.