Just this once

“Come on,” I pleaded to my cousin, using her cutest grin, “We can swap back whenever we want. Why not explore a little bit?”
I was visiting her in New York where we found a strange amulet in an old shop. We discovered by accident that it could swap our bodies. After spending a few frantic minutes as each other before figuring out how to swap us back, she put the amulet away. But those few glorious minutes in her body were burned into my mind.
I swiped the amulet from her hiding spot and used it on her the next day. In a heartbeat, I was in my cousin’s body, her hair falling down around my shoulders, her body clad in a delicate lace top. Every time I shifted and felt her move it sent a warmth through me.
She sighed. “Okay. What did you have in mind?”
“I thought we could stay in,” I said, stepping closer to her until I could feel the heat of my old body on my new one. “And you could teach me what feels good.”
I let my fingers graze her pants where her manhood lay hidden. It jumped for me and I knew she felt the same way as I did.
When she kissed me, I ached for her. When we disrobed and examined our old bodies from our new perspectives I grew wet for the first time. Her kiss made me blush and her eager touches made my eyes roll back and my body vibrate with pleasure.

A man is forced to work out his debt to the mob by swapping into his wife’s body and serving at an upscale brothel in Swapped by the Mob 1, available on Body Swap Stories, Smashwords or Amazon. Preview here.