Have Lemons, Make Lemonade Ch. 01

This is not a single short story. If you want something simple, then this isn't for you.

The primary characters are Colleen and Simon. However, many other individuals play in this story. All Characters that engage in sex, are eighteen or older.

I would like to thank Kenji Sato, for editing and the suggestions. It was great to have the help.

The complete title is - If You Have Lemons, Then Make Lemonade

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Chapter one: Colleen's Enhancement

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She so wished that her husband would remove that stupid mirror!

Colleen felt like she had asked him about doing that one thing, at least once a month -- for the last five years! It was like her own image drew her in and then laughed at her appearance. Using a towel to dry her hair after her shower, she couldn't stop glancing at them, then she turned away in disgust. This feeling of displeasure was worse for her at times. It was like a horrible feeling of resentment synchronized up with her monthly cycle.

Turning back toward the mirror, she raised one up in her hand and let it drop, and watched in despair, as her large tit smacked her abdomen. Remembering there was a time when her cute breasts were something that she was so delighted with, but here after three children, they looked so awful!

She stopped staring and began to dress, since it was time to make her family some dinner.

He wasn't home five minutes and it was clear that his wife was in her dark mood. Simon had been to this circus before, but he turned a blind eye to it this night. He helped in making some of the dinner, and was sitting at the table as he waited for her to finish getting some food for their youngest.

He could tell that she was depressed again, and he knew the reason for it. She tried to hide it, but when she was like this, it was very plain for all to see. It had gotten to the point that Simon could tell that even their oldest noticed that his mom was not her normal happy self -- that realization alone was crushing. Children should not see their mother like this.

Simon Carlson did what he needed to do this night -- he helped his family. Knowing up to this point all of their conversations about this issue had failed to do much about solving the problem. Getting her to understand that he loved her no matter what her breasts looked like; well, that was just an impossible task. He had agreed with some of her points of view concerning it a few years ago, when they had honestly discussed it. However, that little discussion turned into one of the biggest fights that they ever had. It took a few weeks for the dust to settle; the topic was not revisited for a very long time.

Right then, he knew that she was a mother who needed to feed her family, and she did an excellent job of it. In his mind, no woman could be a better mother than Colleen. Letting her despondency show to her offspring couldn't continue to happen, as Simon watched her put up that fake facade at dinner.

He reached out to help his son pour some milk. Then he stood up and offered a chair to his wife. She looked up at him and her face softened a little, as she slipped into her seat. Simon could tell that she was trying hard to not hate him, but for this night, she couldn't stop those feelings. It was like her loathing flowed out from her soft hazel eyes.

He ate and made small talk that didn't really require her to say much in return. He knew that it was best in her current state. Maybe he could convince her later to listen to that idea again. The idea that she told him was crazy, crazy as any idea that she had ever heard.

Knowing that a little after-dinner wine would help his cause, he first worked with her to get all the kids into bed. Then he talked her into watching some lame show that would allow him to bring up the topic again. She sipped a little from her glass as he made some comments about the show on TV. As the evening progressed, he could tell that the wine was relaxing her some. He pulled out the envelope and laid it on her lap.

She looked at him as she picked it up.

He saw her mouth start to move and he just nodded toward the envelope.

Colleen looked back at it and with a sigh, she opened it up. The check inside was wrapped in a single page. He had written out the full recommendation from her physician, information she was given years ago. It wasn't the only time that her doctor had broached the subject with her. Each time she had told Colleen that getting breast augmentation was not only a good idea, but it was a great idea. His wife listened to her doctor each time the subject came up. Colleen understood, but she just shook her head and told Dr. Anderson that it would never happen. The lady physician had smiled and told her to think about it.

Simon sat back and waited for her reaction.

Colleen looked at the letter and then the check. At that moment, it was hard not to cry, because she knew that he didn't deserve to see his wife like this. Pushing some of the anger out of her mind, she slumped back against the couch and closed her eyes. Letting her thoughts drift back in time.

Just a few years ago...

He is such a great guy, she thought. However, it did take him a long time to catch on. Colleen had tried to get Simon to come around to see her as his girlfriend for months, but he was simply a shy naive teenage boy. He didn't understand what he did when he smiled at her. She so wanted him to take her hand and whisk her off of her feet. In her mind, he was like a knight in shining armor. But at this point in his life, he didn't understand that little fact yet.

It was a long journey toward a relationship that they both enjoyed. There were times when things didn't seem to be all sunshine and roses, but they got past them. As each month passed, they had many ups and downs. They broke up; however, the pair didn't stay apart for long. Together, they became each other's first at many things, learning as they went. Later, it didn't take much to convince their parents that they should get married. That happened after their second year of college.

Between studying and making love, there never seemed to be a good reason to leave their little apartment. They worked hard to finish school so that they could start a family. Both agreed that they would need to wait until they graduated, before that could happen.

He really loved the way she teased him with her femininity. The way she dressed at times was a surprise to him. It was like she wanted to lure him in, but he knew that he was as hooked as a man could get. That never stopped her from trying different styles and learning to act in ways that would keep him interested.

Colleen knew that at five foot three inches, she was short. It never really bothered her much. Her sweet smile and pleasant nature were like a magnet to almost every male that laid eyes on her. Before they were married, guys would hit on her, knowing that she had a steady boyfriend. She would smile and politely deflect their advances.

Her girlfriends had the same problems, and they talked between themselves about how they handled those situations. She learned that some guys were going to try to lure her away from her man. Those horny males all had some line that they believed would work on most females, but those lines didn't work on her. Over time, she got very good at sidestepping their amorous intentions.

Simon loved to play with all of Colleen's female charms. It was like trying to figure out a puzzle, as he learned what each little area on her body and what it did. Sometimes, he did things to bring out a response that surprised them both. Her nipples on her firm perky breasts were like a hot button that she loved for him to caress. They schooled each other in the beginning arts of lovemaking; she told him how to do what she wanted. He did just as she asked, and then he would find something that was new and played with that until she pleaded for him to stop.

They finished college, and with the help from both sets of parents, they found a small home. She wanted to start a family as soon as possible. However, she had to talk and talk about it, until her young husband caved in. It wasn't easy to convince him, but she did. After their first was born, he never argued about that request again. Tim was just the son that he didn't realize that he needed until he did.

The fun surprise of her first pregnancy was how big her breasts got. They looked strange on her small frame. But over time, he found that he loved how it made her look. She loved allowing her husband to suckle on her after Tim had finished. Colleen looked at herself in amazement, as she cupped her large tits in her small hands. Feeling the difference in their weight and the way they stood out on her chest, it was a new experience.

But later, it was not so fun when she finished weaning her son. As her milk stopped flowing her large breasts didn't shrink back to their former small, handful mounds. Her breasts just didn't go back to the same shape as they were before she had the baby. They reminded her of deflated balloons and it was extremely disheartening for her.

Her doctor told her not to worry, but Colleen didn't like this new look at all! Then little Cindy quickly came along and again her large breasts were a hit with her husband. Her last son, Cole, was a hard pregnancy for herself and Simon, so after a time, she had her tubes tied. Her nipples got to be so large after three children that she looked like a freak, she thought.

Her husband didn't agree with her, as it was one fun physical button to cause her the tortured pleasure that he so loved to give to his wife!

However, it was always an issue for her as she looked at her deflated breasts, as they hung down and off to the side of her chest. She had talked to her doctor and augmentation was the only suggestion that was ever offered. In her mind, that was not the right thing to do. She didn't want to look like a crazy cartoonish fake freak. Colleen had seen other women that had their breasts enlarged and it turned her off. But as each year went by, she longed for her breasts to have a pleasant look, and each day that she looked at them, there was nothing to see that pleased her.

Back on the couch...

She had read the letter and looked at the check. Then she reread it all. Turning to her husband, she studied his face. "I know that you know what I'm upset about today."

Colleen took a deep breath, asking herself if she should give up. It was sort of like time stopped for her. She had been so against any kind of surgery, and then here, she couldn't defend that reason. This night, as she looked at the letter and check, it felt like she needed to jump off of that mental cliff.

Looking back at Simon's face, "Maybe this topic should be talked about now. I need you to understand that I've tried very hard to not hate you or the kids for the way that I look. I guess that I can hide it from the little ones, but you know me too well."

She looked down at the check. "I don't know how you have this kind of money, honey. But I just don't care about that little fact. You could go buy yourself a boat or some other toy, like a lot of your friends have, with money like this. Just wanting to help me feel better about my body is... well, it's so unlike other men."

Colleen put her hand on his. "I guess that it's time. I will do what I've put off for so long, if you will help me. By that, I mean you need to go with me to the doctor and talk about how this surgery will make me look in the end. I will not do this without you being by my side."

He took her hand and helped her to stand, then scooped her up in his strong arms. In a few steps, they were in their bedroom. Taking his time, he worked on her until she squealed out. Then he slowly kissed and sucked on her earlobe, blowing into it, and then kissing her neck. Simon didn't try to force her, and his hard cock was impatiently waiting for her request. She felt like it was going to kill them both if he didn't start fucking her soon.

Panting out, she pleaded, "Baby, please put it in... please!"

Simon was so glad when he heard those words! "I will be very happy to do that, sexy. I need you so bad!"

Slipping his cock in, they both moaned out in relief. Working his manhood in her tight, wet pussy was tortured pleasure. Her fingernails were making small, sharp indents in his back. She desperately lifted her hips to meet his.

In no time, she groaned out, "Yes!"

The physical strength that she had, had always surprised him. He weighed a lot more than she did, but it didn't seem like it as she raised him up. She had always been so physical in bed, and right then, it was no different.

He wished that they would have sex as often as they did before their first child had come along. But since his wife had noticed the change in her breasts -- that never happened. They might have sex once a week, if he was lucky, because it all depended on her mood. But the worst part about it all was the no-light rule -- she wanted it dark. That was what he hated the most, was not seeing her in action. She had always been a little bit of an exhibitionist, he thought, and he so loved that about her!

Making the most of it, he gave her as much pleasure as he could. It was hard to hold himself back, when she finally succumbed to this act of uninhibited satisfaction. His wife was like an animal in bed -- when she let herself go, when she let that wildcat out. No matter what had caused his wife's desire, it didn't really matter, he was going to enjoy every minute of their wonderful coitus.

It took a few weeks to get the appointment setup. Her primary doctor made the necessary arrangements to see Dr. Edwards.

The examination and assessment lasted for almost two hours. The good doctor did have some good news as they started the process this afternoon; this was not going to be an augmentation, it was going to be billed as reconstructive surgery. Therefore, he had more latitude in how it would be done. Then the good doctor and his assistant checked her over, inspecting her hanging breasts in great detail.

Later, the pair waited for almost an hour after the initial examination before they were ushered into the doctor's office. It was well worth the wait. He had four large TV screens showing how she would look and what he could do for each different type of implant. They stood together, looking at her chest in three dimensions, as he rotated her image just using his fingers. His explanation of what he would do and how it would be accomplished was lost on them at times.

Patiently, the doctor took his time and answered all of their questions. They all sat, and he talked about how each different method would affect the feel and look of her breasts. The one question that both Colleen and Simon asked was if it would cause her nipples to lose sensitivity. He had about seven different ways to alter her breasts, he explained, and only one would really affect her nipples' sensitivity.

They walked back to their car with a package of information. It was quiet for a few miles as they drove home. Then like a dam had broken, they both couldn't stop talking about it. Looking at all the information that night, they discussed it over and over, until they were both so tired and exhausted!

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Colleen had majored in computer science; her husband had an engineering degree. They both really liked where they worked and what they did. Sometimes, they could meet up for a nice lunch together since the companies they worked at were not far from each other. Life was fun and exciting for them, then she got what she had wanted -- she was pregnant.

It surprised her how this new child began to slowly change her body, and at times, she needed to stay home because of that fact. Luck was on her side as she could work from home most of the time. However, it did require her to change the type of work she did.

She found that helping set up and manage data services was something that she could do from home. Then as little problems would appear, she became very good at forensic diagnosis. She could track down how problems came about, in a compromised database. This was a very handy tool for her to have. It paid well and she needed to work just a few days a week to make a reasonable income.

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This day, she had gotten the three young ones off to school and daycare. Sipping her hot coffee, she looked at the print-outs for all of her options. No matter which one she focused on, her idea of having those handful B-cup tits back was not in the cards. That was the one problem that she had with this whole idea. Getting past that mental problem took a few hours, as she looked at her options spread out on the table.

Going to her bedroom, she undressed and looked at her pathetic, flat breasts. Holding them up, she turned and looked from every angle. Then taking each image, she pictured how it would look on her. Taking her time, she found two that seemed to be the least cartoonish to her. Colleen numbered them all and waited for her husband. She wanted him to do this very same thing she had just done, hoping that he would choose one of her favorites.

When Simon got home, he could tell that Colleen was in a good mood. He was willing to do whatever she needed, and in short order, they got dinner over with, and sent the kids to bed as soon as possible. Before long, they had all the pictures out on the table and were talking about each one.

It surprised her, when he said, "I know you think that they will look odd on you, but you have large areolas and your nipples are big. That, in itself, will fit so well with your new breasts, I think. And the doctor did tell you that the goal was to just fill up your breasts up like they had been when the kids were breastfeeding."

The more they talked, the more it made her feel a little better about it all.

At work the next day, Simon couldn't stop thinking about how this surgery would change things for them both. Maybe when this was all finished, she would let them have sex with the lights on! Maybe she would again be that flirtatious, playful woman who he had dated and married!

All day, she worked on a small problem for a client and tried to finish as soon as possible.

Then she rushed into her bedroom and was looking at the pictures, then at her naked breasts. In doing so, she did see what Simon was saying the previous night -- her areolas were large and somewhat dusky. She knew that, of course, but hadn't considered that little fact before. Her nipples were large and always seemed to be puffy, the type of bras that she needed to wear hid them well enough. In college, she hadn't really cared if her nipples showed themselves; however, her nipples had become much larger than they were in school. With the way her breasts hung straight down, when her nipples did become enlarged, it wasn't that noticeable.

She had always loved how high up her tits rested on the chest. But, with such large ones, it seemed so crazy to have something that big up high. Every picture showed her new girls up high and thrusting out. There was not much difference between most of the images. Some showed a wide cleavage and that didn't seem right to her. Colleen giggled at the fact that if her tits were going to be big that she would have some serious cleavage for the first time in her non-pregnant life.

It was like a replay of the night before, as they talked more and pointed out little things in each picture. She was glad that he had agreed with her about the two images that didn't really work, she didn't want to have things that large on her chest. He joked that after the surgery was done and she was healed up, she could get a modeling job on the side.

Colleen giggled, "Yeah right! Next thing you'll be telling me to try out for Playboy!"

With mock surprise, he chuckled, "I never thought of that! What a great idea!"

The laughing got to them both for a few minutes. For Colleen, she just dismissed it as a flippant comment. But for Simon, he thought that it was a good idea, one that his wife could pull off without any real effort!

She could see that he was seriously thinking about it, so she punched his arm, "Be careful, honey. My sex drive might return and I could just wear you out. Then I'll have to find some hot guys to keep me happy!"

As the words left her mouth, she felt a warmth flare up deep inside. That statement was not a serious one and yet her body reacted to it like it was. Why did she even say that! It was so unlike her!

Looking at her, he said, "Well, baby, you just let me know how many guys you think will be enough and I will round them up for you!"

He was laughing so hard then that he didn't notice the look that she just gave him. "But I think if that happened, honey, I would be like your pimp or something."

Colleen watched her husband laugh and began to wonder how her new look would really affect her. How would she like being the center of other men's attention again. She had stopped dressing like she did before the kids came along. She never went out by herself without dressing like an old, married lady, most of the time. Grinning to herself, she began thinking a little more about it, what if I begin to feel like I did years ago, it might be fun to see the looks on other men's faces; plus the look on Simon's face as he witnesses it all. Then he might not be so cavalier about my new look!

A few days later, they met with the doctor and two of his nurses to complete all of the finer details. Then a date was agreed upon.

Leaving the doctor's office, again with a package of information, they talked a lot more about it all. Simon could tell that his wife was becoming a little more at ease with this life-changing event.

In his mind, it had all upside, with no downside issues. Getting her to accept this was a long and hard-fought chore, and he was seeing light at the end of a dark and lonely tunnel. He so wanted to have that wild woman back, the one that used to ride him hard and wear him out!

The day she walked in to have the surgery was an unreal experience for Colleen. But Simon was with her, as she took each step. Getting things set up over the last week -- from who would take care of the kids, to which person was going to cover her client's needs -- had been taxing. However, here, her husband kept her focused on getting this thing done. He didn't leave her side until they rolled her into that bright, clean operating room.

It feels so good to sleep, she thought, but someone was being very annoying to her and why were the lights on!

Then Colleen realized where she was. As her vision started to clear, she saw two mountains, which didn't make sense to her for a few minutes. Then it all began to come together for her. Simon talked to her and was holding her hand, patting it to keep her awake. The nurse was getting things disconnected and she was asking her questions. Colleen just wished that both of them would shut up and leave her alone. All she wanted to do was to stay right where she was and go back to sleep.

As they were getting her into the car, the nurse was still giving him instructions. Both he and his wife had read and re-read all the paperwork they took home two weeks ago. It was comforting to hear them still advising him on what he needed to do for his wife right then, and in the coming days.

He helped her into the house and then into her bed, making sure to keep her on her back. It took hours before she was really awake enough to swing her legs out of bed and make her way to the bathroom.

Standing up, she looked in the bathroom mirror and saw the large bra-like thing covering her chest. She couldn't connect the image she was seeing with herself, as it just didn't seem right. Then the knock on the door brought her back to reality. Simon opened the door and then helped her back to bed.

It would be days before this industrial-strength bra would be removed. So, she just kept everything as clean as she could. The two small incisions in her armpits were what she focused on, but the small scars they left behind were not really going to be noticeable, she realized.

Simon was able to go back to work the next day. However, in his head all he could see was his wife's large tits that were covered in that crazy-big bra. He wondered what they were really going to look like. But more importantly, what would Colleen think and do once they were out in the open!

A few days later, the big reveal in the doctor's office was all she could think about. That event was going to happen later this week; however, each time she passed a mirror, she stopped and looked.

Simon could tell that his wife was nervous as he drove, and he felt like he was just as nervous as she was! This was the day! They walked in and filled out some more paperwork, then sat and waited to be called in. The door opened and the nurse called her name.

Minutes later, she was sitting on an examination table, waiting impatiently. Then the doctor knocked and entered, greeting the couple. It didn't take long and off came the bra.

She saw some purple bruising, but not a lot. However, her tits didn't really begin to droop down as the bra was removed. In a way, it caught her off guard. They looked larger than she had expected; they did sway as she fidgeted on the table. The doctor had her stand up, and he walked her over to a large mirror. Standing behind her, he pointed out different things and examined her in great detail. As his hands touched her, a shiver ran down her spine. He talked about how happy he was about it all, saying that it had turned out just the way he had planned.

Simon stood and watched, as the doctor talked to Colleen about how her progress was just as he expected. However, it was her new large breasts that were his main focus. They were like when she was nursing, but they looked much better and he didn't understand why. He truly hoped that she would not be disappointed with them, as he couldn't wait to get his hands on each one!

Once the doctor was finished, the nurse came in with a clean bra that was not as industrial looking. It wasn't long before she had more information to take home. The doctor wanted to see her again in two weeks.

As they walked back to their car, she could feel her tits move. She heard Simon, but she was lost in her own little world for a few moments, stopping to look around to see if anyone was watching her.

"Honey, are you all right?" he asked.

She slowly blinked her eyes and looked at his face, then back down and watched her tits move a little as she took each step.

"I know that we talked about this part, honey, but I can't believe what I'm feeling. Every time I take a step, they move and I can feel it!"

He could see the surprised expression on his wife's face.

Then she looked down at them, and knew that it would take some time for her to adjust. "We should get home, so that I can finally take a real shower."

The nurse had told him at the doctor's office that giving his wife space was a good thing to do. The nice lady had taken a few minutes to clue him in on how Colleen might react. He opened her car door and helped in. Later, as he drove, he almost had an accident when he saw her cup both her breasts, lifting them up a little, as she sat looking down at her chest.

She didn't let him into the bathroom, where she undressed and stepped into the shower. It was like she was in a dream as she worked to get clean.

Simon just let her do whatever she needed to do. For the rest of the afternoon, he watched her; he could see the turmoil that was running around in her head as she deflected her children's questions about why mommy looked different today.

Getting into bed that night, she took hold his hand. "Honey, can we just rest tonight? I need a little time to get my mind wrapped around all of this."

He nodded his head to her, as they cuddled together.

It was on a video call the next morning with a client that snapped her out of her funk.

"Hey, Colleen, I get the impression that something is not right today. Are you not feeling well or something? I mean you just don't sound like you're hitting on all cylinders. It's so unlike you. I can call you later, if you would prefer."

"Yeah, you are right. I had a medical issue recently, but I'll try to not let it impact my work. Thanks for letting me know, and I mean that in a nice way! Let's finish this thing up and get you back on track, if that's all right?"

Colleen then knew that getting used to her new self was going to take more effort. It took about an hour before they found the issue with his data problem. And in the end, her client was very happy to get it fixed.

As Simon opened the door, he was mobbed by this hoard of munchkins. However, standing off to the side was his wife, with a big smile on her face, as she watched it all. He looked up at her and could tell that she was feeling much better than before.

Getting everyone fed, then making sure all of the family things were done, had stopped the couple from saying or doing much with each other. Once the family was taken care of, he was told to wait in the front room for her. With the kids down for the night, she wanted to entertain him.

She came out a few minutes later, in a silky, mint green, almost nothing negligee -- it was all that was covering her up. He could tell that she had trimmed her nether regions; it was shaped into a triangle that seemed to point the way to her pussy. But her large tits, holding up and out that thin, flimsy cloth, were his focus.

"Honey, tonight you will get to pound my sweet little honey hole. I just want you to be careful of my new toys that you and I wanted installed. Do you get my drift? You can look, but no touching them until I see the doctor next week."

Simon didn't wait a second as he took her hand in his and pulled her off to their room. She wanted to leave the negligee on, and he was just fine with that request.

"Don't worry about foreplay tonight, lover. Please use my wet, little hole and make both of us happy!"

He couldn't agree more, as he slid his hard cock into her wet socket. He watched her new tits move and jiggle as he pounded her until they both were worn out and satisfied. She didn't disappoint him, as she tried to meet his thrusting hips. They worked at achieving that wonderful blissful feeling. A few minutes later, they lay back, breathless, kissing each other.

A couple of weeks later, they were again in the doctor's office. As he examined her, he was telling her how pleased he was with her progress. Then he got a very warm cloth and tested her nipples.

She told him how good that felt; he then got an ice cube and did the same test.

"Wow that's cold!" she squeaked.

But her nipples had responded very well to the cold. He pulled and lightly pinched her hard nipples, as he tested each one. Colleen's previous thoughts about how big her nipples would be were just incorrect -- they were much larger than she expected them to be.

Sitting back, the doctor grinned. "I have to say that you are progressing very well. Please be careful about squeezing your breasts too hard for a few weeks. I want things to settle in place before you two get too playful with them. Other than that little issue, please don't worry about hurting them from this point on. I would like you to meet up with Chris for a new bra at Simply Pleasures in a few days. We use that business since they have a new scanning tool that takes all the guesswork out of fitting you to a correctly sized brassiere."

They checked out of the office, and she set up a time to meet Chris at Simply Pleasures the next day.

In the car, she giggled, "I can't believe how my nipples responded today. That ice was a shock, but him pulling on them almost made me moan!"

Simon laughed. "It wouldn't have surprised me if you did, since your nipples were so extended! I can't believe how big your nipples get!" He turned and looked at her. "After Chris helps you get fitted; I want you to get whatever you like tomorrow. She might be able to suggest things for you to wear that can help hold your new rack for both of us to enjoy!"

She squealed at him for calling her tits a rack, but then they both started laughing. Later that night, it was fun sweaty sex, with the lights on!

The drive to Simply Pleasures gave Colleen time to think. Feeling her new tits move from each bump in the road was enlightening. Looking at the text message, she walked over to where the brassieres section was, looking to find Chris.

Stepping up to the counter, she said that she had an appointment for a bra fitting.

The lady smiled. "Oh yes, please step this way."

Colleen followed her to an area that had a small desk, where she saw a man sitting off to the side.

With a smile the man stood up, and extended his hand. "I'm Chris and you must be Colleen?"

She blinked a couple of times, as she looked at him. Finally, she sputtered, "Yes. Yes, I am. I thought that you would be a woman." The question came out before she could think about it.

"I get that sometimes," he chuckled, "Don't worry I'm just here to help you get the right bra and to answer any questions you might have."

Then a different man stepped out of a door and to the desk. Soon, he had all the information that he needed, and led Colleen to the room where she was to be scanned. The men helped get her bra off and in position. Soon, the lights came on and some red beams traced her new breasts. It only took about a minute to complete. Then the salesman looped a tape measure under her tits and around her back.

Then they told her to put her blouse back on. Both men were pointing to things on a large monitor which showed an image of her large new breasts, and they talked about things that she had never heard before. It seemed like getting the right-sized brassiere was a much more complicated process than she realized.

Sitting at the desk, she looked down to see her hard nipples poking out, pushing against the thin blouse. Soon, a saleslady walked in with a bunch of different bras. The three of them had her remove her blouse as they put a sheer blue bra on and adjusted the straps.

It stunned her to see them place such a non-supporting bra on her.

Chris smiled. "That looks very nice. Please step over to the mirror, Colleen, and look for yourself."

In slow motion, she began to look at herself. Carefully, she turned and inspected herself.

Chris stepped up. "Please allow me. Let's see how this one will work on your new breasts." He stood behind her and had both hands cupping and moving Colleen's new tits around, as he talked to the other two. Then he opened the latch pulled the pretty bra off. Then on with the next one.

She was feeling like a mannequin or some science project after a few minutes.

They talked about how this brand fit this part well, but not this other part. Then they helped her into one, and they stood back and pointed out how it fit here and there.

Chris gently pulled her arm to turn her some. "This one fits you great. How do you like the feel?"

Colleen turned and looked in the mirror, then down at her new tits that blocked the view of her feet.

Chris suggested, "Why don't you use your hands to move them around some. That way you can see how they will act as you do."

She did just that. Watching her actions in the large mirror, it was like she was seeing a different person on the other side. But she did as he asked. They didn't feel as hard and unyielding as she thought they would, but they also didn't sag at all. Up to this point, she hadn't handled them much.

They had found three brands that fit her very well. The cost was eye opening, but her husband did tell her to get what she needed. Finally, she was finished with the two men. They had touched and felt her up for the last hour. It occurred to her that the doctor and two other men had had their hands on her new breasts, and Simon had not.

As the two men thanked her for coming in, Colleen looked at the saleslady and pulled her aside. Smiling, she asks, "Do you have any sexy corsets that I could try on?"

With her auburn-colored hair, she found a deep green one that made her look like a wet dream. She was going to give her wonderful husband a thrill. Once he saw her in this, she knew that he would go crazy!

Later, as she was leaving the store, she realized how much different she felt right then. It was so strange to feel this way, it was almost like the way that she had felt years ago, but on steroids. With her head up, Colleen started watching people around her, and she realized that she hadn't done that in a very, very long time -- she was feeling like she had a crazy superpower.

This new bra didn't even begin to stop her large, hard nipples from showing themselves. And this blouse was not helping much. Men were turning their heads as she walked by. She wondered what they would do if she had worn a miniskirt and some high heels. It was getting to be funny, as she watched men, and women, look at her as she did some errands before going home.

She had dinner ready a little sooner, then as Simon walked in the door, Colleen turned and stood up, smiling at him.

He stopped in his tracks, as he looked at a totally different person standing in his kitchen. It was not the clothes, as she just had on some shorts and tennis shoes, which he had seen plenty of times before. It was that shirt, which allowed her midriff to show because she had tied the bottom part in a simple knot... right below those missiles that looked like they were ready to launch.

Bounding over to him, she said, "Let me help you." She lifted his chin a little to close his gaping mouth, and grinned up at him.

Unconsciously, he licked his lips, watching as she giggled and planted a hot wet kiss on him!

Later, as he was eating dinner, she leaned over and whispered in his ear, "I have a small problem, honey. Will you let me show you later what that problem is?"

Up snapped his head, and he looked back at her.

She started giggling. "Oh, honey, don't worry. In fact, I think that you will really enjoy helping me!"

It dawned on Simon after a few seconds, that his wife had come to have that look again. The look that he had seen years ago -- it appeared to be back! It was a cross between naughty and nice; sexy and a youthful, innocent appeal. A mischievous expression just under the surface, seemed to invite him to get just a little closer. It had a hint of enticing danger, that was hidden behind soft kissable lips and bright, shiny eyes. There was no way that he could resist.

He sat on the couch, just like they had been doing lately. It had been hours since she tickled his ear with her sexy banter. This time when she stepped into the room, he almost passed out.

Her hair was all combed and looked so glossy. That sexy, deep green corset she had on made her look like she just stepped out of a catalog or magazine. But she didn't stop at that, the matching string panties made the ensemble complete. Her high heels made that sexy sound as she slowly moved toward him. Getting closer, she stopped and slowly turned around. The look on her poor husband's face was delightful. Colleen couldn't stop smiling at the way his face told her that she was the only thing in his universe right then!

Simon reached out to touch the green silky material that seemed to form itself to her body.

She put her hand over his. "Baby, I need to confess something. I had two men handle my new tits today. So that makes three, if I count the doctor, who have had their hands on something that only my husband should have access to. Tonight, I will ride you hard to make up for you missing out. I just can't have my sweet honey not getting what he so wants! After all, baby, you did pay for these new girls!"

He ran his hands up and over the silky softness that cradled her so called 'new girls'. He really couldn't move much as his other hand lightly brushed the warm femininity between her firm legs, his fingers feeling the heat that radiated from between them.

Colleen just loved how she was affecting him -- it was like he didn't know what to do first. But his touch was magic, as it helped to increase the moisture that was soaking into her new green panties.

Simon slowly stood, then leaning down, he picked her up in his arms. She looked into his lust-filled eyes, as they traveled to their bed. Her husband undressed, but he couldn't stop looking into her passionate face as he did. When his shorts slid off, Colleen looked down to see his cock popping straight up.

Watching her look down at his manhood, he chuckled, "I thought about you all day long, gorgeous. Let me lie down, then I need you to climb on so that I can see and feel how wonderful you are."

She did just as he asked. Feeling his wonderful, rigid pole, as she slid back and forth on it, was getting to her. The thin G-string let her juices lubricate his cock as his shaft pressed into her thick, swollen lips. His hand ran up and down the smooth fabric. Then he ran them all over her new tits.

She moaned, "Honey, can I leave this corset on for tonight? I want to support them until I see the doctor for the next checkup. I do hope that you understand."

"Oh yes, I understand, lover. Just being able to do this is heavenly. You don't know how good it all feels to me. Seeing you this way is worth ten times the cost that we spent. I've waited years for this. I will not do something crazy to cause you any problems, sexy! But I will rip that G-sting off with my teeth, if I have to!"

Colleen got the hint and pulled the fabric to the side and took his cock in her other hand; rising up, she slowly let it enter her warm tunnel. As his hard cock began to slide in, she moaned in relief. She hadn't realized how badly she really needed it, until her slick, horny pussy touched his groin.

He felt her wetness begin to drip out and run off his balls. Simon was going to let her set the pace, and he was so glad that she was not getting too wild. He wanted to enjoy every second of this sensuous act, and if she got too rambunctious, he knew he wouldn't last long!

Colleen was so ready for a good fuck! He felt so hard and thick, as she worked her hips to rock back and forth on him. Knowing that he could blow his load if she got too frisky, doing what she was doing, was bliss. She started thinking about the men and that nice lady touching her new tits earlier in the day.

The saleslady had helped to direct her to the restroom so she could wipe the slime that was leaking out of her wet hole, before she tried on anything. There was that unspoken look between the two women, that look that said they both knew what had happened to Colleen.

And here, as her husband's hard cock was running in and out of her slick hole, she recalled how she had so wanted to do this very thing in that store this afternoon! Waiting so long to get a hard cock in her needy cunt had almost killed her!

They did this sensuous dance with gusto, both working to get what they so needed! It was different and they both knew it, but the mutual satisfaction was being enjoyed at this moment. The unspoken words were loud; however, neither one cared right then. It was all new, but at the same time, it was so familiar.

Colleen had stopped to let her pleasure roll across her core a few times, as she gasped and moaned out her thanks! When Simon announced he was finishing and pulled hard on her hips, she let him shoot all of his warm cream into her hungry pussy, thanking him over and over again! They didn't even get up to clean the mess from between their legs, kissing and hugging each other until sleep overtook them.

Simon heard the alarm and turned some to look at his wife; she was still sleeping soundly. But that sexy corset was his focus -- she looked so good in it! If she wanted to buy ten of them, he wouldn't care. The idea of getting her to have new clothes to wear that would show off her fantastic body was running around in his head. Just getting her to look like she did when he walked in the door the previous night, would be a big step in the right direction.

This morning, Colleen needed to go into the office for a meeting. At least once a month, or sometimes more often, it had to happen, and she had missed the last one because of her surgery. Her trepidation was palatable as she dressed; this was the test she was dreading to a degree -- knowing, some at the office would give her questioning looks, while some other of her co-workers' faces would appear surprised and then try to quickly hide it. But, she needed to deal with it. Taking a deep breath, she dressed as business-like as possible.

The trip to find some new clothes to wear yesterday was fun and interesting in a few ways. This morning, she dressed in a way that was so different than in the past for work, but hoping that her new attire would not attract the wrong kind of attention.

However, what she didn't want to happen -- did. Both men and women looked at her a little longer than necessary, as she made her way across the large office. The meeting room was on the far side, and she was stopped a few times to greet some of her friends; they asking how she was. Right then, Colleen could tell that she was the focus of so many people; she told herself to take a deep breath, to just let things settle down -- getting this task done today was her goal.

Once she sat down at the conference table, Colleen started to relax. Flipping open her laptop, she followed along with the director as he spoke about how business was shaping up and about new customers who had come on board. Watching, as he talked, she typed out some notes for later; she didn't see it often, but a few people were distracted by her new look. If she hadn't been typing up her notes, she would have seen just how distracted her audience really was.

After the meeting, she made her way over to a little desk; it wasn't much, but it served its purpose for her needs. She read some emails and looked at her calendar. For the next hour, she had a few people stop and talk with her. Colleen watched each person as they couldn't stop looking at her chest. After a while, she just wanted to laugh as it seemed so funny. However, she knew that this was what her life was, and making it work for herself was best.

It was almost an unconscious thought, as she drove over to a little clothing store to look around. After finding a few things, she headed home. Getting out of her car, she began to laugh aloud from the relief she felt. This day had been different, it was a first time for her. All the little things that had happened in the office started to materialize in her head. The looks from people were what she had expected, but the sensations she felt were not. The feelings of getting all that attention at the office was like a powerful sex drug. She sent a quick text to Simon, and walked into her home.

Simon worked hard to hide his boner after he read the text for his wife. This type of thing was just what he wanted to happen. If Colleen's sex drive had woken up, he would consider himself a very lucky man! Later that night, he did get very lucky!

Days later, they met with the doctor for the last post-surgery check-up.

The doctor touched and squeezed her tits, and commented on things that he saw. Looking at Simon, he said, "Okay, here's is the thing. You can handle them as you would normally, but please don't slam them in a car door. Other than that, I don't see anything that you need to do special." He wanted to see her in six months to make sure nothing had changed.

They were both giggling as they drove out of the parking lot. Then Colleen looked over to him, and asked, "Would you like to go looking at some new clothes with me? I don't want to spend a lot of time doing that, but it might be fun! Who knows you might get a reward later."

He looked at her with surprise, and nodded his head.

Colleen had her husband pull into a place that sold activewear.

Simon wondered why. "Hey, honey, I don't understand why we stopped here."

She leaned over toward him, turned her face up smiling at him, while running her fingers down his arm. "I need a few things from here, lover. Would you escort me in, please?"

He didn't get his question really answered, but he did as she asked. Getting out of the car, he moved around and opened his wife's door. She made a small production of sliding out and standing up, as her eyes never left his. He watched her every move, like a hungry wolf eyeing his prey. The look on Simon's face was so perfect, she thought. That effect was just what she wanted to see.

She took his arm in hers, and pulled it tightly against her large tit, smiling at him. "Right this way, lover."

Simon could tell that this store seemed to be one that any man or woman could find just about anything they would need, if sports or other physical activities were their focus. She led him over to the women's section. It didn't take long for her to have a few things to try on. They walked over to the changing rooms, and he sat out in front waiting for her. After a few minutes, when she stepped out dressed in the first set of activewear, he nearly fell off the chair.

She could immediately see his reaction and it was just what she wanted to see from her husband. Slowly walking up to him, she did a spin. "Honey, what do you think about this?"

He licked his lips a few times, but it didn't seem to help. "I... you... It looks so tight!"

Her flustered husband was right. Colleen knew that hiding herself, like she had done in the past, was not going to work any longer. Dressing like someone ten or fifteen years older than she was, needed to end.

"Sweetheart, I need some new workout clothes, and I really can't hide the way I look now." Watching his face, it was hard for her to tell if he was upset or just lost in lust.

"We both know that trying to hide my new girls is a waste of time now. And I need to hit the gym so that I can get the rest of my body to sort of match what the doctor installed."

He looked her up and down. That stretchy fabric showed every-single-thing. It was like she was nude -- but she wasn't! Her tits looked like two large mountains, topped with a bullet on each one. It was obvious that his wife didn't have a bra on, but she sure didn't need one in that stretchy top. It framed her new breasts and hugged them tightly. And those biker shorts she had on, showed every curve and crevice. He was then totally lost for words.

She twirled once and bent over looking back at him. "Honey, we are in a different world now. I can't change what we've done to my body, nor can you. But we need to face the facts. Getting the rest of me to match what we did to my breasts is necessary, don't you think?"

His only reaction was to blink a few times, as he looked at how form fitting her shorts were, they looked like a second skin on her cheeks. It was hard to tear his eyes away from that sight, but as he did, he saw her smiling back at him.

This topic was one that Colleen had thought about for a few days. Spending time in front of her mirror lately, had her thinking about her body and what she could do about it. Knowing that she wasn't in sad shape, she knew that she wasn't fat-- she just needed to firm things up. Getting to a gym and working on some areas that she could tone up, was her goal.

However right then, the look on her poor husband's face was not one she had expected to see. It just wasn't clear to her what Simon was feeling or thinking.

Changing back into her street clothes, she found a few other items to buy. As she moved through the racks and tables of clothes, Simon never left her side. Watching him, she guessed that he was over some of the shock of seeing her in some workout attire.

"I think that I have enough things for today, honey. Let's swing by and pick up our pumpkin from daycare on the way home. Then you should jet off to work since it's not even lunchtime yet; I will have us a nice family dinner ready when you get home."

Later, when she was getting her young son some lunch, as she checked her schedule; it didn't show anything pressing for a few hours. It seemed to be as good a time as any, this task needed to be done. Picking up her phone she called.

"Hi mom. I think that you should swing on over here. I should show you what I had done. Okay, see you in a few minutes."

It was time for her mother to either chastise or congratulate her. Hoping for the latter, she helped her little one set up some Lego, so he could be occupied while his grandmother was here.

Dorothy had been waiting for this day. Colleen had told her what was going to happen, as she needed her mother to help with the kids for a few days. That was fine with Dorothy; she loved her grandchildren. It really was not a big surprise that her daughter did what she did. The years of helping Colleen with each new child was something that she had been eager to do. The fact that there was a problem with what had happened to her daughter's breasts was not lost on her.

Walking in, she found her daughter sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee for them both. They hugged and it was obvious as Colleen didn't hesitate to push her firm tits into her mother.

Stepping back, Dorothy looked at her daughter's chest. "Let's see them, dear. I certainly felt them, but show me -- and don't be bashful."

Before her mom showed up, Colleen had removed her bra. Lifting up her t-shirt, she watched her mom's expression. "I can't tell if you approve or not mom."

"Well, dear, they are definitely different now." Dorothy didn't ask, she just reached out and cupped each one.

Colleen was a little surprised, but not much, really. This was the way her mother was, a straightforward, don't-beat-around-the-bush-type woman. "Mom, if you squeeze my nipples any more, I might have to run off to my bedroom!"

"Well, dear, they feel so normal in an abnormal way. I mean you had such wonderful, tight-handful-sized tits when you took off to college, and today, yours are twice as big as mine." She was checking and looking at each one, feeling how the weight and flexibility of her daughter's new knockers.

Slowly, she released them and looked into Colleen's eyes. "I'll bet that you attract a lot of attention with these. If you hop just a little you could cause a stampede!"

Taking her mother's comment as a fact, she jumped twice.

Her mother gasped, "Wow!!"

Again, she wasn't surprised so she hopped up and down a few more times. Her mother's eyes watched the action in wonder. Finally stopping, she let her new tits slowly finish moving, and agreed, "Yeah. I believe that you are right!"

Dorothy nodded and sat down at the table, but never stopped looking at her daughter's new set of man-pleasers. "I guess Simon must be ecstatic with his new toys? I don't know how I will explain this all to your father. You know that every male in our family will be eyeballing you each time we have a get-together. Oh, by the way, Greg is back home."

"Greg is back home? I thought that he and Pam were engaged?" Colleen slipped her t-shirt back on before sitting down.

"Yes, they were. He isn't saying much about it. Greg might talk about it with your dad, and if he does, I could find out more soon."

Colleen leaned back in her chair, and took a sip of coffee. "Well, I already had to wake up my husband to the fact that I wasn't going to hide in my old lady's clothes. I also told him that I wanted to hit the gym and work on toning myself up. Can you tell me if you like the gym you go to?"

"Well, it's located close to us both, and it's not a big-chain one. Working out there is nice. But if you go... well, let me just say that you will certainly attract attention each time you step in the door. However, yes, I do like it. I really like the results that I get from going routinely." Dorothy was then thinking that it might be fun to see her daughter get those men all worked up, if her daughter did work out there.

"I did try on some clothes for the gym today. Simon's reaction was mixed to say the least. But I just can't go around in a gunny sack, like I have been. Besides, I would really like to look as fit as my own mother is."

"My dear daughter, you flatter me. If you dress just a little bit normal, you will need a taser to fight off all the men when they see you now!"

Their laughter attracted her son to the kitchen. Then the women could only focus on the cute guy, as he wanted to know what was so funny. They each took turns entertaining the youngster.

When Simon walked in the door, he was greeted by his three youngsters. Across the room, he saw his wife standing in the kitchen doorway, smiling. She had on those tight biker workout shorts and a tube-top. He was working to free himself from his friendly horde, but it took a minute before he could stand.

Managing to travel the short distance, he got close to her ear. "You look so hot!"

She giggled and pulled him in for a kiss. Taking his hand, she led him to the table. "Honey, let's talk, okay? If I'm what you just said I was, we should talk. I can finish cooking, but it would be nice if my horny husband would pour me a glass of before-dinner wine."

Simon stood up and opened a bottle, then poured her a half glass. "I will give you the other half of the glass once we are all at the table, sweetheart." Then he kissed her neck.

Looking at him and then into the other room to see where the kids were, she walked over to him and pulled her tube-top up, letting her tits bob around just inches from his face. "I think that I deserve a full glass for making such a fine dinner, stud."

He stammered, "Y-yeah... yeah, you are so right! What was I thinking!" Stepping over to grab the bottle, he managed to fill her glass as his eyes were still focusing on his wife's outstanding rockets.

"Baby, do my new tits cause you to lose focus at times?" She slowly pulled her top back into place.

"Yeah, just a little!" He pulled her in for a very welcoming kiss.

The grin on Simon's face couldn't be wiped off, as he smiled at his wife. He watched those fantastic tits each time Colleen moved during dinner. Her mound was prominently outlined in those tight spandex shorts. Between her firm tits moving around in the top, and her pussy lips on display, Simon was enjoying the show as his wife made dinner.

Feeling brave, he asked, "Dear, is there anything that I can do to help you, sexy?"

She turned toward him and could see where his eyes were focused. She watched him, as she slowly ran her fingers in the tight valley between her legs, a valley that her pussy lips had formed. Then she smiled seeing his mouth hanging open.

She winked at Simon a few times during dinner, just to keep him on edge. Later, he took care of the kids as she cleaned up. Watching her husband play a game with their children, as she finished, was heartwarming.

After putting the kids to bed, they ended up on the couch, watching TV. She could tell that he was waiting for her to spill the beans.

Snuggling in close she said, "Honey, I need you to agree to let me go to a gym. I want to try the one my mom goes to, mostly because it's so close."

She could see the questioning expression on his face. "I feel the need to firm myself up. So here is the deal, if you will allow me to go, I will make myself available to you almost anytime that you want. I just can't let you pull my shorts down and do me in the kitchen, while I'm trying to make dinner for us all. I'm sure that you don't want our children seeing their daddy doing mommy like that."

Seeing that her comments had his full attention, she continued, "I have let myself go for far too long. Getting my breasts fixed, I now want the rest of my body to sort of match. You have to admit that I could stand to lose a few pounds. But mostly, I want to firm up what I have. Then I could wear things that you might really enjoy!"

Simon smiled. "You have to know that I will never agree that you are overweight. But I see your point, honey. Do you have a time when you will go?"

"Yes. I can try going when I don't have any work-related tasks during the day. Going when my mom is there would make me feel less alone. One downside is I might need your help in keeping the house chores up. But we can talk about those things later, if necessary." Watching her husband and thinking about it all, she hooked her finger in the tube-top and slowly pulled it down.

Simon watched, in awe, as her tits seemed to hold on to her top for dear life. Her dark areolas appeared first, then those firm forms finally allowed the stretchy material to slide down -- hard nipples topped a pair of breasts that would make any man drool. He took a deep breath, licking his lips, as he reached out and fondled her new toys.

Colleen saw that she had his full attention. It amazed her how easy it was to have her man fall under her influence. That thought made her giggle inside. This little act is effortless, so uncomplicated. She thought to herself, men can be so easily manipulated sometimes. His hands felt so good as he played with her tits.

"Baby, we need to go to our bedroom. I don't want one of the kids to walk in here and see their daddy... well they might see their daddy fucking their mother."

His head popped up, looking surprised at his wife; he rarely heard her use the F-word. In fact, he could count on one hand the number of times it had happened. He stood up and pulled her to him, then he leaned down to gather her into his arms.

Kissing his cheek, she giggles, "Okay, stud... take me to our bed and give me all you have!"

It wasn't long before they were in their bedroom, pulling off each other's clothes. Simon rolled onto his back and had Colleen straddle him. Soon, his hands were on his new toys. Flipping her hard nipples around with his fingers, he heard her moan each time he did it. She rocked her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit on him, letting him pull and tweak her hard nubbins that protruded from her newly enhanced tits.

She was on fire, as her overheated pussy enjoyed his hard cock. Letting herself go, Colleen felt the wave of ecstasy rise and crash over her. The pleasure only increased each time he pinched those hard bullets. His touch was so perfect. Her husband cupped and squeezed her tits like he had done when she was a young woman. It made her feel so special to have him so captivated in this moment.

Breathlessly, she moaned, "Oh baby, I should have listened to you a few years ago. You were so right! I love my new tits! Your touch is so magical. Your hands feel so hot! I don't want you to ever stop!"

Simon heard her every word. The way she rolled her hips, getting every inch of him inside her hot tunnel, told him how much she needed it. Watching his wife working hard was so welcome -- it had been years since they had made love like this.

Trying to slow things down didn't work. It seemed like she was on a mission. He couldn't stop himself as his cock reacted to her actions. Pulse after pulse shot up into her slick, hot hole. His wife collapsed on his chest and kissed his neck, then up his chin, finally finding his mouth. They let their beating hearts slow down, kissing and holding each other.

Rolling out of bed, she cupped her pussy to keep his cum from leaking out on her trip to their bathroom. Getting herself clean, she was quickly back in bed. "My mom came over and wanted to see your new toys, honey." Giggling at his reaction, "Did that surprise you?"

"Well, yes, it does. Why did she do that?" Before she could answer, he sputtered, "Did you show her?"

"Yes, I did... she is my mother. It's not like she didn't see me when I was growing up at home. I mean, I did need advice from her at times. That's what mothers do for their daughters. But, yes, I did show her."

He looked at her tits and then back into her eyes. "I don't get why she would want to see them? Did you pull your bra off and everything?"

It was funny to see his confusion. "Baby, it's not like I would show them to just anyone, she's my mother, after all. Yes, I removed my bra." Thinking that maybe she shouldn't tell him that her mother had touched and sort of played with them, she stated, "She did warn me."

He looked at her. "Warn you? What did she warn you about?" This was a real concern for him. Was there something bad or wrong with what they had done -- something that the doctor hadn't told them?

"Well, she told me that I will be getting some attention from my family. That was something that I hadn't considered before. I heard what she was saying, but it did catch me by surprise. Later, I understood what she meant -- I knew that I would be getting attention from people. I mean, I do look different now."

"Yes, you look very different than you did a month ago, honey. As you say, I know others will look at you in ways... well, in ways that will make me both proud and jealous." He reached out, running his fingers around his new toys. "I mean they are right out there for everyone to see. I can't ignore that fact."

"That is why I want to go a few times a week to the gym, and work on other parts of my body. I want to feel sexy again, honey. Before you tell me that I'm already sexy, just know that I'm still getting used to all of this." She stroked his face. "I really like your attention. baby, but to be frank it's to be expected, right? But I also need time to adjust to it all. Getting some new clothes and getting out of the house will do me good."

She turned over and moved her butt up against him; her husband wrapped his arm around her.

The next day, she took some time and drove over to the gym. Watching her phone for any critical alerts from work, she talked and then walked around the equipment with a nice girl. Colleen asked Cindy if she knew her mother.

"Oh yes, I do. She is a hard worker. She takes her workouts very seriously. And looking at her now, anyone can see that it has paid off for your mother."

They talked about what Colleen wanted to do.

Cindy said, "Well, you can start slow and work up to things like your mom does here."

That was just what Colleen wanted to hear. It didn't take long to fill out the paperwork, and she was in the dressing room, changing. Later, a nice young man was helping her on some of the machines.

Brett put his hand on her shoulder. "Just don't overdo it. Your first time should be fun and sort of educational. Even a little time on some of our machines can cause you to be stiff and sore the next few days. But if you get a cramp or have some discomfort, wave at me and I will help you."

As Brett talked, she watched him glance at her chest. Thinking back to her conversation with Simon the previous night, she let this guy look at her. It did feel nice to have something that got her noticed. This guy seemed to know what she needed to do and was pleasant. He didn't try to tell her what to do, which was just what she wanted. Later, as she used some equipment, he did come over to show her how to do it a little differently, and to her surprise, it did help.

After an hour, she was sweaty and a little tired. Getting her bag, she headed home for a nice shower and something to eat. In the shower, she could feel a few tight muscles. Thinking about what Brett had said, Colleen wondered if she could really let that cute young man rub her soreness out.

It was a busy day as she worked her job and the household chores. Later that night, she pulled Simon into their bedroom.

"I went to the gym, baby, and I'm a little sore. Would you be a dear and rub my legs some, please?"

He had her lie on the bed, face down. Getting some lotion, he rubbed her feet, calves, and thighs. His wife started to sound like they were having sex, so it was all good for him. Before long, he placed his fingers between her legs and was lightly touching her smooth, slick lips. Then he ran his hands over her tight cheeks. That got her moaning a little more. Then he pushed down where her sciatic nerve was. Colleen jumped and tried to rise off of the bed, but Simon's hand on her back kept her from going anywhere.

Her squeals were a little muffled since her face was down on the bed. Slowly she realized that it didn't feel so shockingly painful -- sort of like a good pain, as her husband worked his fingers into her flesh. A warmth traveled up and down her body as he worked on her tender buttocks. Telling herself to relax she let him find spots where she did need a strong hand to remove all of her soreness.

Gingerly working his fingers into her tender cheeks, and then running them from her clit to her star, he watched his wife jump up and moan, over and over, each time he did it. It was so fun to play with her. He couldn't remember doing anything quite like this before. The idea of testing to see if her sciatic was sensitive was a smart move, he realized. If she was going to work out, then making sure that that nerve got some attention would certainly be a good thing to do.

It didn't take long before the touching became too much for them both. The stimulation she'd received at the gym had been like someone slowly filling a glass, and the last drop of liquid was Simon's fingers on her very receptive body. Her senses and the sensations were overflowing, as they wasted little time getting to the main event -- in a flash, she was on her back.

The way that his wife grabbed his cock revealed her need.

"Wow, sweetie! Easy there, you wild woman! I would like to keep my manhood attached, if possible."

At that she let his expanding appendage go. "If you don't do something fast, I will latch onto your balls next!"

As Colleen reprimanded him, she was spreading her legs wide, while cupping her tits as an offering. The speed of Simon's movements indicated that he understood.

Over the next few days, Colleen was amazed at how often she went to the gym. It was close to home and her job allowed her time to work out. More often than not, she would lure Simon into her web of desire by simply asking for a rubdown. Each time she did, he would become a very willing victim.

One day, Colleen's calf started to cramp. She stopped and was rubbing it, as Brett walked over.

He simply shook his head, and kneeled down, asking, "Do you need some help?"

She could tell that her rubbing was not getting it done. Nodding her head, he started massaging.

Brett didn't waste any time. Wrapping his hands around her calf, he felt it. "That is a large knot you have here. Sit on the bench and let me work it out for you." He could hear the moans of pain, as his fingers pushed on her tender muscle. "Wiggle your toes some please."

She did and then gasped.

"It's okay, don't stop moving your toes. We will get this knot to soften up in no time."

Feeling his strong fingers working on her leg, to give it some relief felt nice, but it also was a thrill. The way he took control and knew what to do was reassuring. It reminded her of what Simon had done after her first day of working out. Then she could feel her nipples getting hard, as his hands started to feel very warm on her skin. Looking down as the young man knelt at her feet, she watched him look up and grinned at her a few times. Then she saw him locked onto her chest.

He didn't want to stare at Colleen's fantastic tits, but her nipples were so large! It took all of Brett's effort to pull his eyes back to her leg in his hands. Feeling the sweat dripping down the side of his red face, he let her leg go, and stood. "That should help you now."

"Thanks Brett. That feels much better," she said. Colleen watched the nice guy walk away, but also noticed the bulge in his shorts. The pleasure of seeing him look at her new tits was satisfying and titillating. Smiling to herself, Maybe I should let Brett help me more often.

After getting home, she couldn't help but replay the look on Brett's face as the young man had eyeballed her while she sat on the bench. Plus, seeing how she had affected the guy, she began to wonder what he had under those tight shorts. Then she chastised herself for thinking that way. Soon, work got her attention. Later, she rushed off to pick up her youngest from daycare and back home to finish any leftover items from work.

They all sat down for dinner that night, and Simon could see a sly smile on his wife's face at times. He wondered what she might be thinking about. After dinner, he helped his oldest with some homework. Soon, they tucked their kids into bed and watched some TV. Later, she pulled him to their bedroom and told him to undress. As he did, she was removing hers.

It was not expected, but as he slipped off his pants, she pushed him so that he landed on the bed. Simon was still bouncing some as she pulled his shorts off. His cock was inhaled before he even realized that his wife was on the bed. In a heartbeat, he had her large tits in his hands and was rolling her nipples in his fingers.

Colleen squealed out, "Oh shit!"

It felt so great as her husband pulled and pinched her hard nipples. Holding her tits in his strong hands made her glad that she had them enhanced. Quick images of Brett flashed in her head. Then the feeling of her husband's warm, hard cock became her focus. But then every so often, the image of Brett's tented shorts flashed by.

The vibrations from her squeal felt different. He couldn't remember her ever doing that before. But pushing her head down to get all of his cock in wasn't new. Simon knew that he was so lucky that his wife would do this for him, she didn't do it very often. However, her enthusiasm was much hotter than normal.

"Baby, is there something going on? I mean, you seem to be wound up a little tight, tonight?"

"Yes, but I shouldn't tell you why."

Now, Simon was intrigued. "Sweet thing, I need to know why. I won't get upset. We can't keep secrets from each other."

Colleen pulled her head up, and looked at him, wondering if he would be upset to hear about what had happened at the gym. She slowly ran her and up and down his stiff pole. "Today at the gym, I got a cramp and Brett helped by massaging it for a few minutes." She felt his cock twitch.

Her hand holding his cock was blissful, as she had made it all slippery and slimy by sucking on him.

"I can't see any downside with that, baby. You are bound to have some things happen while you work out." Seeing her fantastic tits pointing at him with those hard nubbins begging to be sucked on, he asked, "Was there more to this action between you two that I need to know about?"

She thought about his question, and smiled. "Well, he touched me and I got a little hot as he worked on my cramp. It reminded me a little of what you did to me a few nights ago. Then he looked at your new toys and stared a little. When he left, he... he walked a little funny."

Then, he got the picture. "Oh, I see. Well, sweetness, I can't blame you. I also can't blame him for looking at something so perfect. I'm guessing that you gave him a boner. Is that what you did, dear? Did you give the poor man a boner?"

Her smile was instantaneous. "Honey, you are so bad! But I got hot from his touch! I can't remember the last time another man has touched me. And yes, he had a boner when he left!"

Chuckling, he replied, "You have nothing to be worried about. Letting a guy help you is not like you owe him a phenomenal blowjob... like you are giving me. As far as him looking at your tits, well, we both know that you are getting looks from men and women nowadays. Your clothes are more form fitting and in style. You look years younger than you are. Don't forget that as you work out and become fitter and firmer, the looks will continue to happen."

"Well, baby, it is nice to know that you are not upset." Putting on her best cute sexy expression, she continued, "But tonight, I really need you bad, stud. Can I ride you please?"

She could see that it was all working to perfection. She added, "I can control how long you last that way. I need to get this worked-up tension out of my system! It's been causing my insides to churn since I got home today!"

Simon was very happy to be her willing partner; his wife could do whatever she needed to do. He got into position. "Yes, you can. But suck on my cock more before you start riding me like a rented pony!"

He watched her drop her head on him, with a smile on her face. He felt her lovingly cup his balls as she gripped his shaft, sliding her tight lips up and down. Telling herself to be careful, to do this without causing her mate too much arousal, she thought if things played out right, she would be doing this a few more times.

His wife's actions were getting to Simon. After a few minutes, he couldn't stand it any longer. "Get up on top, sexy!"

Colleen climbed up, and without much effort, had his pole in her hot hole. It felt so great, but somehow it was still sort of new, as well. His hands latched on to her large breasts, sending shivers up her back, as his hot hands squeezed and played. Rocking herself, she could feel her clit rubbing itself on his thick pubic hair. Before long, she felt the slick wetness from herself, as her wet pussy dripped and coated them both.

With her wonderful husband thumbing her nipples, the sensations were enough to send her slowly off. Simon looked up to watch his wife twitch and jerk, as her teasing began to set off her climax, which started to roll across her face. He never got tired of seeing her in this frantic but blissful state, all the while searching for that big one; thinking that his wife must have really needed it! A few moments later, she slowed, he saw her moaning out, as her eyes rolled back and her mouth hung open. It felt so great as she stiffened and let the feelings take her to paradise.

It took her a couple of minutes before she realized that she needed to get off. She heard him tell her to stop, to not move -- but as soon as his cock was in her mouth, his hands were holding her head. She was doing it the same way as before, but this time, the combined taste of her pussy juice and his pre-cum was an added elixir. Like before, she didn't do this long before she climbed back up onto his hard cock.

He felt the heat of her cunt on his slick pole, as she landed hard on his hips. Again, she rocked her hips and he pulled on her hard, firm nipples. The way her new tits felt in his hands was better than he could have ever envisioned. Her rocking got quicker and quicker, as she worked towards another climax. It didn't take her long, and he watched her get just what she needed.

Simon didn't get to fuck her much.

She quivered for a time and then did her sexy giggle. "Oh wow, baby! Thank you! Thank you!"

He wanted to reply, but she was off of him and had his slimy cock in her luscious mouth. He wanted to tell her to... well, he couldn't think what to tell her as her tongue caressed his swollen head. So, he pushed her head down more and more, until his cock was almost fully encased in her mouth. Then he pulled on her hair to let her rise up some.

Colleen didn't really mind her husband pushing her head down. However, his cock was all she could handle this way. It was like a bar of steel and that fact almost caused her to gag. After giving her two wonderful orgasms, she let him do as he pleased.

He knew that she was teasing him to keep him hard. She wasn't sucking on him much, but it felt so great! Knowing that she would soon be back on top, he waited for his moment. This was exactly the woman that he desired! One who knew what she wanted; one who didn't leave her mate hanging in the end, but also one who could drive a man completely crazy!

It didn't take long, and she was again starting to straddle him, but he quickly flipped her over; then aiming his hard cock, he pushed forward. Once he was in tight, he reached down and took her legs in his arms. Bending her up, he started to fuck his wife. "You tease! I need to finish! I can't take you edging me all night long!"

Giggling, she replied, "Oh, you deprived man! Did your sex-starved wife get your motor running?"

His grunts were getting louder.

She gasped, "I wondered when you were going to do this!"

Feeling him driving his stiff pole into her hot slick hole was fantastic. She loved it when he took her like this.

Letting the sensations reach their zenith, she moaned out, "YES, STUD!" Arching her back and digging her nails into his shoulder she climaxed hard.

This only caused him to drive himself into her harder. He cherished the firm slickness of his wife's tunnel of love, feeling her vagina stretch in an attempt to wrap its steamy flesh all around his shaft. It wasn't long before he couldn't keep it up anymore, and had to let his cream inject itself into her hot, open hole.

They both were still panting hard a few minutes later, as they lay on their backs. Then they turned and kissed each other, over and over.

Simon said, "If you come home like this every time that some guy massages you, then you need to know that I will never have a problem with that, at all!"

She started laughing softly, as she slapped his arm. "Honey, are you telling your wife that other men can feel up your own woman? You know the woman that gave you three children, the one that helps make this a happy home? I think that you should slowly think that over a little more. The way that men look at me now... well, let me just say, that could be a bit dangerous!"

He shut his mouth before more insane things rolled off of his tongue. But the idea of his wife being a little adventurous, a little of an exhibitionist, it was all fine with him.

Over the next few days, they didn't miss an opportunity to enjoy each other. Every time they finished, Colleen realized that it was so great to have satisfying sex again. Each time she dressed and looked in that mirror, the mirror that she had hated so much, she stopped and admired herself. Touching and fondling her new girls gave her pleasure; lifting and holding them had become exciting.

Every time she went to the gym, she looked forward to others watching her; people casually staring; as she moved from machine to machine, wiping the sweat from her face. Most tried to hide their voyeuristic tendencies, but some didn't. She smiled each time that Brett offered to help. She allowed the young man to massage or rub some discomfort from her sweaty limbs. Watching him look her over each time he was close, gave her a real thrill.

It didn't take long before she stopped wearing a bra to the gym. Finding some bright colorful spandex tops to go with her black spandex shorts, she added a loose-fitting half-t-shirt to wear over the new tops. It covered her girls, but just barely. She enjoyed feeling how free she felt, each time she bent or stretched. Soon, she wasn't wearing the t-shirt all of the time when she worked out. Looking in the mirrors that lined the walls she watched herself and giggled as she knew that she was then only wearing two tight pieces of fabric. She found that her new tops did a surprisingly good job of holding her large tits in place.

The discovery...

One memorable day, Colleen found that she had time to hit the gym. These days, it didn't take hardly any time to get ready. Opening her bag, she reached in for her gym pass card, but it wasn't where it should have been. Then she wondered if she left it at her mom's, when she had to run over to pick up her youngest from daycare, remembering that she had changed clothes in her old bedroom. Thinking that she must have left it on the dresser, she grabbed her phone to call her mom, but then stopped, realizing her mom had told her this morning that she had some errands to run, so they would have to work out together another time.

It didn't take long to drive the two blocks to her parents' home. Her brother's car was in the driveway, so she knew that she needed to be quiet. He had a part-time job and they made him work all the shit shifts; he was most likely sleeping, she thought.

She walked to the back door, since she had a key for that one. Working to be as silent as she could, she stepped inside the house. Instantly, a sound piqued her attention. Her mind concluded that her brother had a girl in his room. Carefully walking to her old room, she found her gym key card. As she stepped into the hallway, she glanced toward her brother's bedroom door and stopped. The sound didn't seem to be coming from his room.

At that moment, Colleen couldn't stop herself. Stepping toward her parents' bedroom door, she could hear her mother's voice. The door was cracked open just a little, enough for the sounds to carry into the hallway. Her shorts had a pocket for her phone, so in seconds, she pulled it out. Then put it in the open door and started recording.

Inching her head closer, she could see them on the bed by watching the pair in the large mirror on the big dresser. The shock made her stand still and hold her breath for seconds. Finally, she could focus on the man -- it was her brother. Her mind locked on the scene before her. She slowly realized that she needed to get out before they noticed her.

It wasn't long before she was back home and nervously sipping a glass of wine. She had watched the video a few times, wondering why she had taken a video or picture. It was a hard question to answer. Her only defense was simple -- she had known that her dad was at work. Knowing that the voice she heard was her mother's, she knew her mom was doing something very naughty -- well beyond naughty, her mother was doing something outrageous! But seeing her brother was the other man had slain her.

Finding that sitting at the table, and drinking wine was not going to do her any good, she changed clothes and picked up her little treasure from daycare. It did help to have the little guy home to distract her. Over the next hour, she calmed down and decided not to reveal any of this to Simon, at least, not yet. She needed to confront her mom before she did anything. But that was not going to happen this day. Right then, she needed to find a way to wipe this from her mind, or later, Simon would be poking and prodding to get her to reveal her secret. That was just the way her husband was, he could tell when something was going on inside her head.

With her professional work done for the day, she concentrated on work here at home. Thinking that a good defense was a good offense, she started working on a nice dinner. If she could put on a good act, then Simon might not know that something crazy happened this afternoon.

Finding her hot pink spandex top, she matched that with a pleated shirt. Snickering to herself, she decided that she didn't need any panties. If this didn't distract her horny husband, she might have to do something else, but looking in the mirror, she was sure he would be slobbering all over himself once he saw her.

Driving home, Simon was smiling and singing along with his tunes. He hopped out of his truck and strolled to his front door. The wonderful smell hit his nose instantly, but his kids tackling him stopped his advance. Then it happened, his wife appeared in the kitchen doorway. She leaned her back on the doorway jamb bent her knee, putting her tennis shoe on the door frame. Arching her back, she let her hands find the painted wood above her head. She smiled at his blank stare, knowing that she had her husband's full attention.

Simon didn't bother to dislodge his youngest boy from his leg. He was then hobbling toward the kitchen. Watching him slowly work his way toward her, she licked her lips a couple of times and saw him focus on her wet tongue. Then his eyes looked her up and down, like he was a predator looking at its prey. This was just what she needed after what had happened earlier in the day. It let her drain all her thoughts away, and focus on Simon.

Once he managed to dislodge his son, he stepped up close. That stretchy fabric framed her new tits. In a way, it made her look like some pinup queen, from years gone by. She covertly ran her fingers over his hardness. He tried to speak, but nothing came out. From that point on, he couldn't really remember what he ate, or what he said.

This had worked out much better than she expected. However, as hard as she tried to push the visions out of her head, she continued to see her brother working his hips into their mother. And the things that her own mother said were beyond belief as well. But slowly, she began to smile as she watched her husband look lustfully at his new toys just under the thin, stretchy fabric.

Simon had to take the kids into the living room and put on a movie for them, but he couldn't leave as his lap was full of a young daughter who wouldn't let her daddy get up. The kids were intently watching the TV, but he saw movement behind him. Then he witnessed his own wife bending over at the kitchen door and look at him from between her spread legs. It was very plain to see that she didn't have any underwear on!

It took over a couple of hours before he was between her legs. It wasn't his cock that was leading him, though. Kneeling on the floor, he planted his face between her legs and licked her over and over. Finally, she climbed over the top of the couch to get away from him. His mouth was going to kill her if she didn't get away. They both looked at one another; him on his knees looking at her as she puffed on the other side of the couch.

Shaking her finger at him, "Oh, no more for a while! I can't take it!"

Later, she had him on his back as her hips dipped down, and then rubbing her clit on his thick hair. Doing this over and over cleared her head from thoughts of this afternoon. The expression on his face filled her vision each time she moved. When he started to cross that line of no return, she stopped and took him in her hand, cradling his hard member, whispering things that kept him guessing what might happen next. Then crawling up and kissing him, she started moving down before she sucked on his nipples. He, however, told her to stop and to just get on top and fuck him again! This played out a few times before he couldn't stand it any longer. Then it didn't matter to him how much she squirmed and squealed. Her pussy was his until he was finished.

In the morning, she helped him clean up since they were exhausted the previous night. He tried a few times to get her to relent to let him fuck her before he left his morning. But they could hear the kids making noise. She cupped his face and kissed him. On his drive to work he could only think about their time together the night before.

Once she got back from daycare, Colleen checked her email and messages. There was nothing important going on at the moment. Leaning back in her chair, she knew that calling her mom was next. It was amazing the way her mother sounded, like nothing had happened -- she sounded, like normal. She asked her mom if she had a few minutes to come over and talk.

Smiling and kissing her mother's cheek, Colleen offered her a cup of coffee; then they chatted about little things for a few minutes. Then she pulled her phone into her hand, and thumbed over the video. It started to play and she slowly increased the volume.

Her mother was talking, until the words, "Don't stop Greg! DON'T STOP!"

The shocked look on her mother's face told the story. Colleen didn't say anything. She let her mother listen and then watched her eyes. Seeing her looking down at the phone on the table, showing an out-of-focus amateur video of Greg slapping his groin against his mother's nude form. But the sounds of encouragement from the older woman told a lot more of the story than the picture ever could.

Dorothy slowly shook her head and leaned back against the kitchen chair. "So... you found us out. I guess that you took that yesterday. I'll bet that you have a ton of questions, honey. Let me clear some of them up. That was not the first time that I've fucked your brother, and it will not be the last, I hope."

"I can see that you were enjoying your son's vigor. But that's my brother, too. How in the world did it happen? I mean, how in the world did you allow it to start, mom?"

Reaching out, she touched Colleen's hand. "Honey, please don't hate me. I will hit the highlights if you want, but don't hate me."

"Mom, I will never hate you. I have had this event playing in my head over and over since yesterday afternoon. Most of my shock has trickled out, I'm not sure where it went. It seemed to be replaced with a simple word... why."

"It happened one morning. I was still a little miffed at your father about the night before. I can explain that issue in detail if you want, but I will tell you how it started with your brother."

Seeing her daughter nod, she continued, "Greg had been in a funk over Pam. That should not surprise you, but I did feel bad for him about it all. He's working part-time at that shitty job and still taking some classes online to finish his degree. Well, he walked into the kitchen looking tired. I knew that he was burning the candle at both ends.

"Then he yawned, and his cock slipped out of his underwear. He didn't notice, I guess, since he was so exhausted. I looked at it a little longer than a mother should. He saw me staring down at him and looked down, then back up at me still staring. He reached down and gripped it; moving it as he watched me looking at his cock. He told me later that I was licking my lips."

It got silent for a few moments, and Colleen watched her mother look out into the distance.

"I can't tell you why, but I reached out and touched his thickening cock. It was like the only thing that mattered to me. Finally, my head cleared a little and I looked up to his face. It was like I heard so many things, but then really only one. I know that I'm sounding weird, but I had like ten voices in my head all at once."

They looked at each other for a couple of minutes. Then, her mother nodded at the phone.

"That video... those sounds don't begin to tell you how much I welcomed Greg between my legs. I love the fact that I can help him and that he helps me. Allowing myself to have regular sex again is... well it's life changing for me, dear. I mean, I didn't do any of this to hurt your father. In reality, he doesn't seem to care that I'm not bugging him for it. I think that he believes I've just given up.

"But, honey, I enjoy every minute that Greg slips his hard cock into me. The energy that he has is amazing. He tells me that he sleeps so much better now. I can tell you that he looks and sounds like a new man."

Looking at the table, she lifted her eyes to look at Colleen. "I don't know what your brother would think, if he found out that you now know."

Colleen got up and poured them more coffee, then turned off the video that was looping over and over.

"Mom, I want you to know that I will not tell anyone about you and Greg. We could talk about this all day, but we should go hit the gym while I don't have any important work to do." With that, she left her mother sitting at the table.

She changed and walked back into the kitchen.

Her mom looked at her, and asked, "Are you wearing any underwear?"

Doing a slow turn, Colleen replied, "No, mom, I'm not. I will put on a little something over my top, but I've been taking it off once I start working out. I don't feel self-conscious about being braless."

"Well, dear, you certainly have the body to pull it off." Shaking her head, Dorothy added, "I'll bet that you don't even know how many people watch you working out at that gym. Let's go and we will see if I'm right."

Each time Colleen pictured her mother and brother, she mentally shook her head. There was something about it all that was crazy strange, but thoughts ran around inside her head that told her not to expose their secret. She also wanted to tell Simon, but wondered if he would immediately call her father, out of respect, or a sense of duty. But knowing her dad, she didn't think he was really missing anything from what her mother had told her, as they worked out that day.

As Colleen rode her husband, like she had been doing almost every night lately, images of what she had seen her brother doing to her very willing mother popped in her head at times. But as Simon pulled on her extended nipples, she was jolted back to what she was doing. He cupped and squeezed her new tits like they were his favorite toys. If he kept giving her this much pleasure every night, then he could play with her new tits all he wanted!

Every time that she was at the gym, there were always a few guys who stopped what they were doing to watch her. For Colleen, it was becoming easier for her to accept the lustful looks she received each day. Wiping the sweat from her face she knew that attention like this did, indeed, cause her sexual motor to purr.

Then she smiled, knowing that in a few hours, she would have someone touching and caressing her. Lately, Simon was by her side as she would put dinner together. If the kids needed anything, he was quick to help them and then he was right back next to her. Pinching, touching, or stroking her until she was more than ready to do whatever he wanted, once the kids were tucked into bed.

The next day, Colleen was in the middle of analyzing a log file, looking for any information about when someone altered the data, when her phone chimed. Thinking that it was her support team at the office, she answered it.

In seconds, her world felt like it was collapsing around her.

Chapter two -- An accident disrupts a happy home.