She was carrying her new company laptop in her left hand, so I had not immediately noticed her wedding ring until she set her belongings down on my de...k. Married or not, I never assumed I would be having sex with a new co-worker, and when I saw the diamond ring on her finger, I figured the only sexual activity between us would take place in my mind as I fantasized about fucking her while pumping my cock. And for the first few months, that's exactly what I did on many nights.Nikki's office was. "What are you doing?" asked aunt RobertaFixing a spot for me to sleep I answeredOh honey you dont have to sleep on the couch we can share my bed so you can have more roomI decided to take her offer and went to go get a shower before I went to bed and stayed for a little longer due to my imagination getting the better of me.After cumming a couple of times I put on my t shirt and boxers and climbed in the bed and quickly fell asleepI woke back up around midnight looking around apparently I was. It didn't helpmuch, it was still indistinct.He felt a strange tingle. He guessed the day upset him more than hethought! He had to take off his glasses; they seemed to be distortingthings more than helping. He glanced at his hand. It was NOT HIS HAND! Itwas slim and elegant with shapely fingernails, not his muscular, workhardened ones."What the hell!" he gasped. And it was not his voice. It was soft anddistinctly feminine. His clothes (except for his shirt) seemed too loose.His nipples felt. " Brenda asked a couple easy questions, which I knew the answer to, thankfully, to confirm her hunchShe sounded broken. That cracked my hard shell."Brenda. We didn't know any of those things. Don't let it tear you to pieces. If My father was your Sammy Walsh, and we didn't know it, so what? No one got hurt, and you've gone away to live your own life, so why let it make you crazy?"We talked until she admitted that it was over and done with, and then couldn't get off the phone quick.