School Sprit DayThe day arrived and, as expected, the coach had convinced the swim team to push the limits by only wearing their very brief trunks for...the boys and high cut costumes for the girls. The rest of the students had also complied with the request to only wear sports kit and many of more adventurous students had heard about the plan for the swim team to be as revealing as possible and had joined in with the briefest possible kit. The cheerleaders had picked their most revealing. ."When I got to Tommy's, I told him about my dad's machine. "What a load of shit!", he laughed. "That's what I said", I told him. "But it would be pretty cool though! I mean, like, what if you switched bodies with a girl. Like, I mean you would see them undress. You could even undress them yourself, with their own hands! You could see boobs whenever you wanted just by looking down! That would really kick ass, as long as it was only for an hour or two." He paused a moment in thought . John rejected my offers for sex in the car, in the park at night, in the garage, in the shower, on the deck under the moonlight, in his office, and pretty much anywhere except the bedroom. Hell, one time when we were at mass, I offered to fuck him in the confessional! He rejected all of my offers. Over time, he managed to convince me that I was oversexed and just plain weird. “One night, for example, I decided to surprise him. He arrived home from work to a note on the door instructing him to. This was the first time he had ever seen his Mother playing with herself. Sure, he'd seen her itch her crotch or fiddle with her breasts to adjust her comfort, but nothing like this. He hoped she would go further and he didn't have long to wait. Her left hand suddenly slid down her body while her right moved so she could cover both breasts. Her wandering hand disappeared beneath her flimsy bikini bottoms and he could tell she was straight in with her fingers. He had watched enough porn to.