But her legs would not move. Brett and the coeds were still obliviously carrying on their own discussion of Something Really Awesome About Brett. I d...ecided to take a bit of a chance, and turned my head toward the room, as if searching the crowd for people I knew. As I craned my head to look about, I let out a growl into her ear. It was a very quiet growl, one that only she would have been able to hear. But it was also a growl that no one at the bar would have been able to identify other than. Can'tkeep my bitch waiting, especially in that new suit I got her, two post-it-sized pieces for the bra and a bottom that's barely a g-string, that'sentertainment. And if she doesn't like it - too bad; she's my wife, andshe'll do what I tell her _or else_.It's funny; I didn't think the shower knobs were so high up on the wall.And why the hell do I feel so dizzy? I - shit! My arms, what's happening? Where's all my muscle? They look like some girl's arms. My hands, they'resmaller, too, with. .Toh aise hi ak din mai unke ghr binna bulaye chala gya dekhi ki megha bhabhi bhoot sad the.. Oh sry apko bhabhi k bareme btana bhul gya… wo ek 5’6” height 34boobs slim fair sexy bomb hai yarrrr bsss…. Toh phr uss din wo sad thi maine pucha kyu hoo to usne bola kuj nhi but mere force krne p unhone bola “mere husband kuj kam nhi krna bss bahar ghum phr k aa jata hai, kuj paise nhi kamata ghr ka kharcha kaise chalta hai ye sirf mai hi janti hu”… ye bol k wo ronne lagi maine mokke ka fayda utha k. As she had placed it back upon my right hand, the heart now pointing inwards, I had pledged my devotion to her, and declared that – regardless of what I might ‘get up to’ with other ladies – my ‘first time’ would be with her alone. That was another reason why we were being so careful to conceal our relationship from the prying eyes of the office. Though the world was becoming more accepting with respect to ‘alternative’ sexual practices and ‘alternative’ relationship dynamics, we both felt that.