I froze, one thumb hooked beneath my coworker’s panties, half-turned to stare at her husband. Adam? Alex? Something like that. He’d just walked in the door and seemed surprised to see me in this state.
Well, not me. My coworker. She was older than me and married, with a chubby butt I was just beginning to enjoy. We’d knocked heads or something at the office, which was enough to swap our bodies. Knowing no one would believe us, we agreed to pretend to be each other until we could figure out a way to swap back. Several more head knocks didn’t do anything but give me a headache.
Walking around in her body all day had been an experience. The way it swayed and moved and bounced. By the time I got back to her place late afternoon I was intensely curious to see everything and I disrobed right there in the living room. I used her hands to touch her tits, getting turned on both by the sight of her hands on her breasts and the feel of my new skin.
And then her husband came home. I didn’t intend to do anything but I was wound up, horny and wet. When he touched me it was just what my body craved. I needed the stimulation and as he squeezed my tits I slid into my coworkers pussy, soon orgasming around my fingers as he wrapped himself around me.
I was still too damn horny and wet to resist when he slid inside me and I rode him hard, wrapping my new pussy around him as I enjoyed another of my coworker’s orgasms.
In the finale, Andrew’s only hope of escape from the mob’s high-end brothel is to learn to use his wife’s body to pleasure as many rich men as possible in Swapped by the Mob 3, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon.
