" So?" Cassie's aggression continued."What's up with you, Cassie?" retorted Cheryl. "Why so nowty?" I don't particularly want to hear of him worming h...s way into your friendship, that's all." Well, if you're going to be so bitchy, I'm going home." OK, OK!" sighed Cassie with exaggerated patience. "How did it go?" Very well." Cheryl stopped and drank some coffee."That it?" asked a now inquisitive Cassie."Depends on whether you want to hear some home truths." I don't know what you mean. He's. "But then there would be the risk ofit not working and the changes becoming permanent. If you want to takethe chance..." He let the words hang in the warm scented air."N... no," I said, barely audible."But there is one thing I could do for you," he went on. "Would you likeme to remove that pussy patch? Set your penis free so it can get someair and --" He looked at my wife meaningfully. "-- you can use it?" I... You could do that?" My hands went over those mobile boobs, whichheaved with. It was nice to be able to show off my cleavage - amodest amount at work and more on my own time. My backside had filledout just as nicely.This is one of those little joys women never tell men; only each other.There had been a few occasions - becoming more frequent with time - Ihad walked past some guy in the office or on the street, traveling inthe other direction. In a second or two, I heard a thump or clang as hewalked into a wall, file cabinet or light pole because he wasn'twatching where he. Then he leaned over and whispered into her ear, “What’s say we get out of here and go someplace more comfortable?” As he did so he softly kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe. She said yes and then surprised herself by kissing him hard on the lips. “Just let me grab my sweater and I will meet you out front.” She said but waited a few seconds before removing his hand from her dripping pussy. After a few more moments she took his wrist and said I will meet you out front. She was so horny for.