It wasn’t something frisking me. It was something ... clinging to me.Or more accurately, someone hugging me and shivering. I was soon completely awa...ke and alert, and looked at the the small shivering mass that had decided to hold on to me. It was a very cold night, the way nights in Chicago can get in the middle of February. People used to sleeping out of doors get used to the cold, and usually also dress appropriately.I was wearing a thick undershirt, a work shirt, long underwear, my usual. "I am quite certain you have your choice of eligible suitors." Maybe," Cindy replied, still mesmerized by Maddie."So, do you think Dave would enjoy something like this?" Definitely. I assume you would want it to be a surprise for him?" Most certainly," Maddie agreed. "Perhaps I should wait until I have found employment and purchase something with my pay from that?" Sounds like a good plan to me. Better than ruining the surprise by asking Dave to transform something." True!" Maddie giggled. . Her husband said something to the bartender. He then followed the bartender hand. He then pointed to me. I moved my glass, to toast them. His wife smiled. She moved her glass of wine to her lips. She took a small sip. Her husband eyes got big. Then he gave me a weird look. I just smiled. A few minutes passed before her husband said something to her. She then turned to walk toward me. I watched as her amazing body shook underneath her tight red dress. Her dress hugged her small. The slap never came, just a smile as she said “are you sure that will be enough,?” as she began unbuttoning her blouse. The pants went next and standing in front of me in just a bra and thong she said “are you going to keep all yours on then Andrew?”I didn’t need any more hints, my top and pants were off in record time, my cock almost visibly growing as I stood looking at her. She smiled as she unhooked her bra letting it fall to the floor setting a gorgeous pair of tits free. I couldn’t resist.