Cursed Tune Part 4
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I fully expected my wife to interrupt me in the middle of my workout for some steamy lesbian sex, but she just watched me till I was covered in sweat. True to her word, she followed me as I went to shower off. The sexual tension in the air was high, but I refused to make the first move. She’d been the one to turn me into a woman so early in the day after all. So I decided I wouldn’t make it easy on her by opting for a bath. I filled the tub, then stepped into the soothing hot water that felt so much better in my feminine form. I’d have to remember that. Instead of sinking into the tub, I stayed standing, and grabbed the handheld sprayer. I let the water cascade over my big boobs. Boobs that my wife couldn’t seem to keep her hands off of when she took this version of me to bed. The water pressure felt so nice on my skin. My wife told me this attachment was her best friend in the bathtub. As I lowered it to my pussy, I understood why.