A few seconds later, Jasmine, in my body, walked into theroom. Let me tell you, that was surreal. But the surprising thing thathappened is the first... thing that popped into my head was, "Wow, he'shot."Now I know I'm pretty good looking, athletic, about 5'11" tall withbrown hair and green eyes. I'm not exactly muscle heavy, but I wastoned. But the stirring in my nether regions was rather unsettling.Jasmine had put on a pair of jeans as well, with a black t-shirt. "OhTom," she said. I rushed. But every now and then, he would get a message with a gif of a pornstar choking on a ridiculous cock, or a random naked girl. Charlie would respond with similar messages as he had time.It was crazy, Charlie thought to himself when he was back at home, that he and this person had been talking for months, and were truly close friends without knowing basic facts about each other. But he felt closer to Anon than he did to anyone in his real life.Fuck it, he decided. He pulled up the app. "Hey, man,. I didn’t say anything. He was looking at my wife, glancing from her to me kinda furtively. “You want to fuck my wife, Chris?” I asked.He took a big drink from his bottle, wiped his mouth, and grinned.I said, “It didn’t go well last time … three years ago.”“I was nervous!” Chris said defensively.“You’re not nervous now?”“Well…” But he didn’t finish his thought, because at that moment my wife stood-up and turned around. She saw us. She did a double take and smiled.I waved. She waved back. I stood. I adored taking Danny lingerie shopping. We patronized several different stores, including Victoria's Secret and Frederick's. I allowed him input on colors and styles, but not the decision he would be wearing feminine underthings from that point on, regardless of his outerwear. This was our first test of trust - and wills. I expected heel-dragging, whining, even an argument. Although I really loathed the idea, I was fully prepared to do whatever necessary in order to get my way, even if it.