It’s kind of a guy thing and I know it doesn’t mean shit.”She talked with her mouth and her hands. It seemed so natural being with her. So natur...al and friendly. It was easy to see why my husband and every other guy would be attracted to a woman like her.“Your husband is kind of cute, Sally, so it wasn’t as if some creep like Marsh from accounting was hanging all over me. Anyhow, you’re a babe so it’s not like you should be jealous or anything.”What started out as something that had to be done. He looked to be in his late thirties. I gave him a small smile and turned to gaze back out the window. Out the corner of my eye I could seem him getting closer to where I was sitting. Good, I thought, sit close to me. He finally stopped beside me."Is this seat taken?" I heard his deep voice say. I hadn't expected him to sit right beside me!"Nope, it's all yours," I smiled. My heart pounded in my ears. I was going to sit next to this strange man for the next five hours. The thought made my pussy. But now there was story 2000. If she could find a way to change him intowhat she wanted, she'd be happy and she'd be sure to make him happy. Buthow?It took her about half an hour to come up with a plan. Tim was just wakingup as she finalized what she'd try. He came into the computer room,dressed only in his nightie (if he couldn't be a woman, he'd at least dressthe part). "Hey, love, what's up?" he asked."Something new on FictionMania." What?" I'll show you in a minute. First, come. She took her phone, keys and a couple of essentials for what she was planning, a condom and a small sachet of lube which she slipped into their typical pockets before waiting by the door for her ride, impatient and excited.She continued to check her phone, watching as the tracker of her driver weaved its way through the intricate lines of streets towards her, a notification popping up to inform her that her ride would be arriving soon.Smiling she stepped out into the coolness of the late.