It was no accident resulting from sloppy movements – her lingering and light squeeze let me know that it's what she intended. Looking down, I took i...n the sight of her slender fingers, long light-colored nails, and the glistening diamond. I let the naughty married woman continue, and soon was running the back of my hand into her crotch, between her legs that were parted noticeably more than they had been moments before. We both got bolder, her stroking my pronounced stiff shaft and me pressing. .trixy," replied the older man, whom Doug estimated to be in his late thirties. "And this must be your charming wife." His strong accent seemed almost comical. "I must say, you didn't tell me more. She is beautiful! If only I could see her eyes... they are a gateway... to a woman's tummy."Doug said, "Tom, this is my wife Tammy... and Tammy meet Tom." They shook hands."Hi, Tom. You have me at a disadvantage," she said. Tom admired her breasts through the sheer silk fabric."You must be getting. She smirked.No, she hadn't."Then what spell did you use?" I asked."Oh you'll see babe. We just need to make a few changes," she laughed."This is something I have always had a fantasy about." She licked herlips. A fantasy? Well, it couldn't be too bad, could it?"Alright Lance, sit on my bed and look in the mirror. No matter whathappens, don't look away from the mirror." I walked over and sat on thebed, not completely against my will. What the heck was she thinking? Inthe mirror I could see her. I could tell she was nervous. As usual, the door opened for us without knocking.I said, "Hello, Mal. Is anybody home?" Mister Bradley. It's good to see you. You mother is here and as is Miss Marianne. They are in the den. They are expecting you. What should be done with the cases?"I said, "This one is mine for my room. Put Miss Monroe's in the guest room adjacent to my room. Malcolm, this is Miss Karen Monroe, my girl friend." Good afternoon, Miss Monroe. Welcome to Gilman's. I will see to your.