Usne waterworld jane ka program ke bare main discuss kiya…Abb mujhe toh bahana chahiye tha Jainisha ke najdik pohochne ka main turant haan bol diya�...�Wife ne khud hi mujh se pooch liya ke Jainisha ko le chale wo waise bhi ghar main bore hoti rehti hai…Sirf mujh se ek hi word nikla…YES….Lekin dimag main toh bohot sare khayal aa rahe the….Subah wife ne Jainisha ke sath pura discuss kiya…. Jainisha ne bataya ki kal bataye gi apne husband se poochkar…Main buss dusre din ka intajar karne laga….Dusre. But something's missing. Ah, I know, she's still sodamn pretty."My fling expanded before me, gaining weight all over her body. The tonedathletic form that she once possessed was replaced by flab and fat. Shefelt herself and started to cry again, her mouth making weirdly erotic,slurping noises. By all definitions, my fling was now fat."Hmmm, no, that didn't do it..." Vikki mused. And then she changed again,deflating now, to the point where she was a skeletal form. Her breastsand curves were. .I need to get my cigarettes and I'll join you outside," she said. I could see she was still wearing the white bra, but wondered if she had a panty on. We sat outside on a blanket, drank lemonade, and talked for almost three hours. I became aware of the odd sensation that I was slurring my words a bit, and feeling somewhat dizzy, but not uncomfortably so. Our conversation turned personal, to discussions of relationships, romance, and tastes. "Do older women appeal to you?", she asked. I told. They were very short indeed, but what was even more surprising to me was that she wore them without any panties! Next was her cutoff t-shirt, worn sans bra. I wouldn't even mention this except for the fact that she never dresses this sexy at home. It seemed completely out of character, though not unwelcome by any stretch. "Let's go for a walk" Kerri suggested. "Are you sure you won't be too cold?" I asked. The temperature outside was only 69, and she usually likes it warmer than that before.