Their toes touched and they took each other's hands. With a mod, they both closed their eyes and began to go deep into their hearts and minds. They needed to be fully relaxed and in sync physically and mentally for it to work.
Cathy struggled to get in the right frame of mind but when she finally found it, she didn't find Emily there. She felt Emily squirming across from her. Her toes twitched she squeezed and gripped Cathy’s hands.
Cathy lifted her mind and could hear Emily breathing shallowly and moaning softly in her state.
"Concentrate...focus...relax…" Emily told herself. She kept telling herself "See your true self...seek your true face and body" And each time, she couldn’t summon up her young face and tiny body: Every time she saw herself as Cathy.
The now familiar older face would swim up and be so clear. Her older and heavier body would materialize and solidify.
She tried focusing on individual parts. "My feet...my toes" only to see bright long neon painted toes.
Cathy tried to speak; to reach out to Emily but she couldn’t. Everything suddenly felt heavy upon her and she couldn't open her mouth. 
Cathy heard a voice inside her head which kept changing back and forth between both of their voices. It started out deep and raspy but changed to a higher but smoother voice; Emily’s voice. "Calm yourself...you can't reach her. She must work her way through to her conclusion"
"I don't understand...I…" and Cathy went deeper into her trance. Flashes of memories would flare up like she was watching a movie. Cathy no longer had control and could no longer reach out.
Emily twitched; small spasms racked her body. Static electricity built up. Her curly hair stood on end and small shocks popped all over her body. 
Emily heard a voice inside her head and it startled her; it was her voice, her Emily voice "Focus! It's time to go back"
The voice dropped to raspy and deeper "You could stay"
The voices blended together into a single voice "Just focus on what you want"
Both women's heads dropped back, their mouths opened as they both gasped suddenly taking in the deepest breath possible. 
Cathy’s mind rushed forward in a blur. Light and sound crashed in her. She felt her body tighten as if squeezed in a vise. 
Emily squeezed Cathy’s hands as every muscle in her body locked, frozen as she shook from head to toe.
Then, Cathy felt her body begin to move. Her shoulders spread outward. Her hips spread, her ass spread, her thighs spread, calves, even her feet and hands spread wider. 
"Holy shit...she did it...she broke through. We're swapping back" Cathy thought. Unable to open her eyes due to the force suddenly holding her body, changing her body. 
Cathy felt her hair growing wild and her face changing and aging.
Emily’s body shuddered as it shrank down, thinning and trimming as it did.
She got younger as every part of her body convulsed as it all changed in one motion. 
Her breasts pulled up high and tight. Her stomach flattened, her hips narrowed, her ass sucked up, muscles forming making it tight and round.
Her legs popped as they formed back into her own youthful and full legs. Her hands and feet smoothed out, her upper arms halved 8n size.
Her face shifted, her features regressing to their original selves. Her nose suddenly popped, aching as even it shrank back down this time to her original pert nose.
Emily choked on air and began to cough. Her cough started rough and raspy but even it smoothed out, the sound changing as it went out.
"I did it...I'm changing back" she thought as her hair straightened.
They rocked back and forth atop the bed before both collapsed.
Emily saw light. She swallowed and opened her blurry eyes "where are my glasses?"she heard her smooth voice but it seemed far away.
Cathy heard her voice but she knew she wasn't talking. She was deep down. "I must be dreaming" she thought. She was somewhere soft "bed?" 
"Am I drunk…Am I...me?" Her thoughts were returning to her. "We were trying...did we… Oh God" she realized she felt heavy, achy, and tired.
"We did" Cathy thought, trying to gather herself up. "It shouldn't be this hard. This was a struggle to switch. Emily was fighting it. I know I was...we should have stayed. This shouldn't have worked but it did. I'm Cathy again. I'm old again...but what went wrong? Every other time it was smooth and relaxed. This feels like I was hit by a truck"
Emily was swimming back to consciousness. Physically, she felt better but mentally, she was exhausted. Her eyes fluttered and she tried to focus. Finally, the ceiling came into view. A light fixture, a ceiling fan. "I feel light. I'm Emily again...I did it. It wasn't easy… I felt such a struggle inside me"
Emily sat up. Her light body lifted easily up and she noticed her straight brown hair moving around. She looked down at small breasts, a flat stomach. Pale but thin legs sticking out from an oversized nightgown. White pedicured toes greeted her as she tapped her feet together. 
Emily looked over and saw her Aunt squirming, trying to come out of it.
Cathy moaned feeling everything hit her at once. The struggle on top of the age and weight all coming down on her. She controlled her breathing.
Opening her eyes she saw a knee; Emily’s knee. Soft and pale and small. And not hers any longer. 
"Oh honey" she said softly but in a deep and raspy voice. Curly hair, dyed auburn brown fell into her eyes "Oooo Ohhhhh" she moaned digging her hands down to push herself up. 
Cathy’s big body shook as it rose. Her arms shook lifting her weight. She shifted her legs around to sit up. Her hips shifted. Her huge ass flopped as she moved, struggling up. "Oh God honey...it’s going to take some adjusting to get used to this body again" 
Emily looked down, she patted her tight body "It's going to take me some getting used to too. I've been you for a long time. I had gotten quite used to being, well, a bigger lady and older too"
"But this is what you wanted" Cathy said getting to her feet. Her nightgown had grown tight over her frame, really tight against her sides. The extra inches of height were also disconcerting to Cathy.
"It is" Emily said as firmly as she could "I need to be back. It's my life and I've been away from it for over a year. And yes, seeing you looking really pretty this last week made me think it should be me. I'm...34" It took her a pausing moment. She still felt 63 but thought it would pass as she readjusted to being Emily again.
"I feel like I'm the imposter now, like I'm the old lady just getting this young body for the 1st time" she thought as she patted down her firm body. She felt off, like she didn't belong but she knew that she did belong "This Is my body...you're just getting used to it again since it's been so long. Don't let Cathy know" she told herself as she scooted to the edge of the bed and stood up.
Her nightgown, so tight when she had put it on, now billowed around her willowy frame "no pain" she mumbled as she lifted her toes and wiggled them. She bent and flexed her knees and pinwheeled her arms.
"Feels good to be young again huh?" Cathy asked as her fat knees creaked with every step she took.
Cathy was not happy about being back in her old body. She couldn't say a thing. She knew she was lucky to have had the time and experience she had for the last year or so. She also held out hope that her niece would still want to swap again. "Just play your cards right...bide your time...be supportive and loving and who knows" She thought to herself "I still feel 34. I feel like I'm now stuck in this old fat body. I was turned into an old lady...before my time"
They both moved around cautiously and carefully. They talked about it before Emily split off and went to bed with her husband. He was out so she simply changed clothes and got in bed behind him.
Cathy laid down but could not get comfortable. Her body weighed on her, weighed her down. Her breathing felt labored and she simply ached.
Tomorrow was the last day of their vacation. Jim was the first one up. He was drinking coffee when Cathy came out wrapped up in her robe.
"Morning" he murmured.
"Morning honey" Cathy said as she kissed him on top of his head.
Jim's jaw dropped 
Cathy felt pale white except for the bright red patches on her cheeks "Oh my God I so sorry I don't know what I was doing! Oh my gosh I'm so embarrassed!"
Cathy, despite her weight and a confirmation in her mirror that she was indeed switched back into her own body had just seen Jim and thought of him as her husband still.
"I slept so bad last night...I'm so sorry...i…" she was absolutely flustered.
Jim started to laugh. He could tell she was mortified "It's okay...it’s fine...I understand. Don't worry about it. Just don't tell Emily haha. She'll get jealous of us" Jim gave Cathy a quick squeeze around the shoulders and made her a cup of coffee. 
She sat down with a slight "oof" feeling her ass cheeks hanging off the sides of her chair once again.
Jim put her coffee down and sat across from her. "I think we're heading to the beach one last time today"
"That’s what Emily was saying last night. We stayed up talking again…" Cathy said.
"I never heard you"
"Good haha!" Cathy laughed. 
They heard Emily stirring so Jim got up and with a smile, he gave Cathy a kiss on top of her head.
He ran off laughing as Cathy swatted at him.
Emily stood before the bathroom mirror brushing her teeth. They were bigger and stronger and much whiter and straighter but, "they don't look right or feel right to me" she thought "they will...you just need more time to get back into it" she reassured herself.
The reflection in the mirror was foreign to her. Of course she recognized it, but it seemed so young. She didn't feel like that anymore; that outside didn't match her anymore "But I need to get past that. It has to pass...I will be that person again. I'm Emily. I'm Emily. I am Emily Lewis. I am 34 years old" she told herself as she heard Jim come in.
"Are you still thinking about the beach today?" He asked as he casually came in and started peeing next to her.
It caught Emily slightly off guard "Yeah...one more time. I need a day with my toes in the sand"
"Alright. I'll pack the bags for it"
"Don’t you think that sounds good?"
"Yeah, I told you yesterday it was fine" Jim replied.
Emily put her hair up and put on the black bikini with the hot pink accents "My god...I had almost forgotten what I could look like. I'm a cute little thing. Hot even haha. Tight body...nice tits...great ass haha. Oh yeah. Now it's coming back to me" she giggled to herself.
She put an oversized tee and a pair of shorts over it as a cover up before slipping into her sandals "Definitely an improvement in the feet department. So much softer and smoother...hands too"
Emily took a deep breath thinking it was coming back to her.
She helped pack up and as Jim took the stuff to their car, she stepped out and saw "Cathy!"
"Hey you...you getting back used to it?" Cathy asked in a whisper.
"Yeah...I think so. It's been weird this morning. I really got used to being you. I'm not used to being this tiny again. And this young again" she chuckled nervously.
"Tell me about it. I slept like crap last night getting used to this body. We were each other for 6 months. It'll take more than a few hours to adjust.  We've swapped a few times now; our bodies are taking on some of each other's tendencies. It's only natural. If we swap again, I'll have to make the mixture a bit stronger. We might be building up a tolerance. That might have been why it was such a struggle"
"That's very possible" Emily said. "I hadn't thought about that but that would be logical"
Jim came back in "So once we get back,  we'll do dinner tonight okay" Cathy said acting like that had been their conversation.
As Emily left, she glanced back at Cathy and couldn't help but still think about having that as her body.
Cathy watched them leave. She knew she had to stay busy so as to not think about it endlessly, but even then, it was a constant thought. Thinking about what she would be doing if she were still Emily. And, thinking that she should be Emily.
"I can’t dwell on it" she told herself. "It's not fair to keep her body. If she can't handle it again, she'll want to swap again and that will be different"
She got ready and went to play golf with her friends.
It took Emily a while to get down to her bikini once they got to their spot. She fussed over getting everything out and situated.
"You're acting like such an old lady. Are we going to get into the water or not?" Jim teased.
Emily started to protest but stopped herself. "You don't understand " she thought "I'm just being practical. You young people are always in such a rush. When we get back, everything will be in reach instead of having to search for it"
Emily went slowly into the water, stopping at her ankles "Ah! That's cold!" She yelled out but Jim was already waist deep. And laughing at her.
Emily got more into it as the day went on. It was the youthful feeling, the lack of aches and pains and her more flexible body that did it. She also appreciated catching guys checking her out "I've still got it" she told herself. 
Cathy was making the best of being back. This felt like a vacation to her now that she didn't have to go back to work after. She missed looking like Emily and so much about being Emily but, she would make the best of it like always. 
After golf, she stopped by her favorite herbal store and bought all of her ingredients in double amounts. 
She was home first so she showered, did her hair and makeup and got ready for dinner. Emily had bought several new dresses in her time as Cathy and she wanted to try them out. 
One was quite the departure fof her; it was an all black dress and a pair of gold strappy sandals went with it. 
Flats of course, but with elaborate straps that criss crossed up and wrapped around her calves. 
Emily came in hot, sweaty and red faced from the beach to find Cathy sipping a drink and looking like a million bucks. "Hey honey" was all she had to say with a rise of her eyebrows. 
"Ah...Hey...um, looks like you're ready for dinner" Emily said as her eyes traced Cathy up and down
Cathy smirked "Go get cleaned up; I'm starving haha"
As Emily left, Cathy thought "jealous much"
Jim and Emily showered together which helped her self-esteem as Jim played around with her as they got ready. That put her back in the Emily frame of mind.
She had only brought one dress so she had rewear her sundress and wedges but she did her hair up differently and it felt good putting on makeup and seeing a young face reflected back. "I'm getting there" she told herself "I'm happy to be me again; Emily again, young again. Wear heels and tight dresses" <flash picture in mind of Cathy in her black dress> Emily shook her head.
She stood up and looked down <flash picture of Cathy’s feet in her gold sandals> She shook her head again and smiled looking at her white pedicured toes. "Let’s go" she said to her husband with a somewhat forced smile.
A glass of wine helped Emily relax. That and the attention she was getting from Rick who had joined them for dinner.
Cathy noticed how Rick fawned over her niece, "If only you knew honey" she thought to herself. "You've actually fucked her a 100 times more than me"
They called it a night early since they had a morning flight.
Jim and Emily packed up. While Cathy was occupied in another room, Emily snuck one of her nightgowns and a dress, which was brown with green, yellow and white paisley on it into her bag.
Cathy had to get up to take Jim and Emily to the airport so she made sure she got up early enough to get ready. She refused to just throw a robe on over her nightgown and drive them there with wild hair. If she wanted Emily to keep thinking about what could be, she would do her hair and get dressed from them.
Jim was loading up, Emily slipped some coffee with her hair up in a messy top knot and no makeup wearing leggings, slip on sneakers and a plain green top.
Cathy came in with hair done and light makeup on in one of her matching skirt and blouse combos. "I'm meeting the girls for breakfast after I drop you off" she explained.
They hugged and said their goodbyes and promised to keep up their texts, emails and FaceTime.
Cathy did go to breakfast but then she spent the next few days in isolation. She slept a lot, read 2 books and just relaxed before she resumed her retiree schedule of golf, casinos, beach days, movie days, and day drinking. And night drinking.
Emily returned home already dreading going back to work. Everything else was great. She had missed her life, but she was really worried about her job. Reaching into her mind brought back nothing related to it. Absolutely nothing had been retained. She was lost.
Sitting at her computer in her office, she couldn't bring forth any work related knowledge; everything seemed like it was in a foreign language. She could barely work the mouse and find her emails. Luckily Cathy had a post it note with her passwords on it. 
The first few days she faked her way through by saying she was just getting caught up after being on vacation but soon, she would need to start producing and frankly, she had no idea what she was doing.
"This might as well be brain surgery. I'm going to get fired. I lost everything I ever knew about this. I can’t remember a thing!" She was panicking. She picked up her phone and texted a single word 'Help
Cathy got her text. 'What? What is it honey?'
They text back and forth realizing that Cathy had retained all of Emily’s knowledge of work. Emily had Cathy’s mind still when it came to her education and tech skills; not a good thing for a graphic designer.
Cathy had also been doing outside freelance work including editing a graphic novel as Emily, which was also way out of Emily’s wheelhouse. 
With Cathy’s help, Emily managed to download a program to her computer that allowed Cathy to access it remotely. She would do Emily’s work from home. Emily just had to master the art of looking busy while Cathy worked away.
Cathy didn't mind. She loved the work, had found it fascinating the whole time. She didn't like some of the office drama so this was the best of both worlds. She got to work while Emily dealt with the little stuff.
'Thank you so very much' Emily text as the arrow on her screen flew around working left and right.
'NP...glad to help and am loving something constructive to do' she texted back.
All Emily had to do was send along the final results to her boss. She had to sit through meetings too and all the rest, but with Cathy behind her, at least she wouldn't get fired.
Cathy could finish a day's worth of work in 4 hours. She realized the rest of an office day was just BS. She still had plenty of time to hang out and enjoy the Florida life.
Emily was also enjoying her life again.  She had missed her family most of all and after a bit of hesitation, she was back in the swing of things. 
It was all fresh for her again. The kids weren't as bothersome and her relationship with Jim was great.
The sex was great.
Three months passed.
On a Saturday night, Cathy was out with Rick and Emily and Jim had dropped their kids off with Susan for a sleepover at Grandma's. 
Cathy and Rick went to one of their favorite seafood restaurants and had an excellent meal and a bottle of white wine before heading back to Cathy’s condo.
Cathy knew what Rick wanted; they usually had sex about twice a week, but she wasn't really feeling in the mood.
They came inside and Cathy excused herself to the bathroom. "Maybe I can get away with giving him a hand job or a blow...I'm just not feeling it tonight" she thought.
Suddenly a memory came to her of the way Rick looked at Emily. She smirked "What if…?" She closed her eyes. 
She often wondered what she would be doing if she were still Emily but she tried not to picture herself as her. It tended to just make her sad when she stopped imagining and looked at her real body. But tonight was different. Tonight, it excited her.
"An affair with an older man...so taboo. I'm just a young 35 year old. I'm Emily tonight. Rick's dream come true" She felt the tingling running through her. Actual excitement ran through her.
She concentrated and breathed in and out thinking about Emily. Every detail that she knew very well.
"What if I was as short as Emily?"
She pictured herself shrinking down 4 inches.
"What if I was as thin as Emily?"
She pictured 75 pounds coming off her frame. She could feel her belly disintegrate.
"Now...what if I had Emily’s feet and hands?"
She saw her feet shrinking, smoothing out. The same with her hands. Blinking, she opened her eyes and looked down. Her hands were small and full with lilac colored gel nail treatments. 
She quickly closed her eyes again.
"What if I had Emily’s legs and arms?" 
She could feel her thighs and upper arms shrink and tighten. Her calves bounced up.
"And what if I had Emily’s middle. Everything. Her hips, her ass, her dripping wet pussy"
Cathy felt on fire. The tingling was so intense as she felt her body, young and nubile.
"What if I had Emily’s tits? So high and perky"
She pictured her massive jugs sucking up, pulling back into Emily’s perfectly round little mounds.
"What if I had Emily’s face and hair?"
Cathy felt her skin tightening over her cheeks, her nose shrinking, her lips plumping, her chin tightening, all as her hair straightened out.
Cathy opened her eyes to see Emily reflected back at her. She looked down and instead of seeing her fat tits and belly in a brown striped dress, she saw a tight royal blue dress encasing her beautiful, thin body.
Instead of her long bony toes with bright pink polish in brown sandals, she saw tiny pedicured toes with a beige color on them in a pair of silver strappy 3" heels.
She strode out the door "Hey Rick...is this what you want?"
Rick turned and Cathy kissed him passionately. He was a bit surprised to say the least but it only enhanced his mood.
Cathy was all over him, she yanked his belt off and undid his zipper with her teeth as she bent down quite nimbly.
She turned around in front of him and set her feet so he could take her from behind. She slapped a hand off her ass as she looked over her shoulder at him.
Rick hustled forward and grabbed her by the hips. He thrust in and she moaned out. He realized no lube was needed; she was ready.
Her hips gyrated getting into rhythm with him. Cathy felt no excess jiggle. Not in her thighs, her hips or her ass. Her belly didn't hang down and her fat tots didn't slap off of her. Not tonight.
Her knees didn't ache as she arched her back as he came inside of her. And her orgasm was the most intense she had in months. She came, screamed out in pleasure and then as he moved around coming out of her, she came again.
She quivered and shook all over. Fat jiggling everywhere as she panted and collapsed heavily on the bed smiling, laughing, moaning all at once.
"Dang Cathy...what got into you?" Rick said as his knees wobbled. "That was great. So intense…"
Cathy turned to look at him: Her curly hair disheveled and flying everywhere, her 64 year old body worn out. "Oh...it’s all in your mind you know...you just have to want it" she panted.
Rick went to get them some water and Cathy looked down at herself. It was her big body there. She put her hand on the side of her stomach and gave it a playful slap. 
It rippled away as she sat up, her boobs slapping around as her ass and thighs jiggled as she got fully up on her bed.
She was still smiling as she took her water and Rick cuddled up next to her. She wrapped a meaty arm around him and hugged him close as he rested his head on her boob like a pillow.
1000 miles away, Emily had stepped in the bathroom. Jim was in their bedroom awaiting her arrival. She shivered all over as an intrusive thought popped into her mind "What if I were as tall as Cathy?"
"No! No, no, no, no, no...not now! Not right now! Why am I thinking about this?"
Despite trying to shove it down, she saw herself rising up taller in the mirror. She pursed her lips to stop a scream as she looked down at the now farther away floor.
"Oh shit...oh no…"
"Everything alright in there honey? Are you coming?" Emily heard Jim call out.
"Yuh...yeah...it’s, um, yeah…" she turned and came out to the bedroom.
Jim smiled and Emily smiled in return. She took a step forward and another intrusive thought popped "What if I were as fat as Cathy?"
Emily stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes widened in shock as she swore she felt 75 pounds add onto her petite frame.
"What? What is it?" Jim asked seeing the concern on his wife's face.
"What do you mean what is it? Do I look alright?"
Jim chuckled "you look nervous but other than that…" he got up and went to her. He put his arms around her and kissed her gently "Come on...I'll make you feel better"
"Does he not see this?" Emily panicked looking down. She saw a gut hanging out and bigger everything but Jim took her by the hand and led her to bed.
Emily lay down on her back as Jim began to kiss all over her naked body as another thought popped in "Now...what if I had Cathy’s feet and hands?" 
She froze. Her legs were out straight and as she looked down past her husband, she could see her right foot up. Her foot was getting larger. Her toes were growing longer and bonier and crooked. Thick nails turned from her pedicured beige color to bright, hot pink.
Out of the corner of her eye she watched her hands wrinkle up. Her knuckles bulged and her lilac gel nail treatments vanished leaving behind plain, thick nails.
Jim continued his foreplay, moving to her inner thighs, kissing and massaging them just as she thought "What if I had Cathy’s legs and arms?"
Internally she screamed, just a primal roar of rage inside her head. She looked down and as Jim continued caressing her thighs, she watched them change from her own to Cathy’s. 
Loose skin over thick fat and muscles with cellulite dimples; he was now fussing over the legs of a 64 year old woman.
Her calves thickened all the way down to her ankles. She felt her upper arms puff out, filling up yet feeling the skin grow flabby.
Jim spread her thick thighs out and he went to work between her legs. A quick flick of his tongue made her shiver and squirm and she moaned out.
"What if I had Cathy’s middle. Everything. Her hips, her ass, her dripping wet pussy"
"Oh God!" She yelled out.
Jim thought he was doing a great job so he went in deeper with his tongue and 2 fingers.
For Emily, her body felt on fire. Her hips gyrated as she felt them pushing outward. Her ass rose up from the sheer bulk of it growing into Cathy’s massive behind.
Jim now slipped his hands underneath her and squeezed both of her cheeks. The combination of growth and pressure made her scream out. 
Emily felt her pussy fattening up even as Jim worked away at it. She looked down and saw the top of his head slowly being eclipsed by her rising, fatter belly.
Jim wanted her to hold off so he Began moving up. He kissed his wife's stomach.
Emily thought "What I I had Cathy’s tits? So big and fat for him to suck on"
Emily’s eyes widened. Just as Jim took her right nipple and breast into his mouth and cupped the left one, she felt her breasts begin to grow.
"Oh God he's going to choke!" She thought as her breasts grew bigger and bigger. She could feel the weight and heft of them building up.
Jim moved between the right one and the left one, kissing away at her now fat and floppy tits.
"What if I had Cathy’s face and hair?"
Emily could see her disheveled hair out of the corner of her eye go frizzy and curly.
She felt her neck wattle form as her chin and jaw shifted. Her lips thinned, her cheeks drooped and she could feel and see her nose grow huge on her face.
Jim rose up and kissed her passionately on her lips. His tongue flicked in and out and around inside her mouth. "Is he seeing this?" Her panicked mind screamed. 
But then, something passed through her and suddenly, Emily was more turned on than she had ever been before in her life.
She grabbed Jim by the back of his head and kissed him back. Her tongue on a mission inside his mouth. They both giggled as he stroked her hair and cheek with his fingertips.
He kissed down her neck, between her breasts and then, her legs spread and he entered her.
His throbbing dick went into her fat pussy and she gasped out. She looked down and saw Jim fucking her as Cathy. 
As he pumped, she saw her fat moving in waves. Starting with her jiggling thighs, up to her wide hips and huge ass grinding away at the mattress. Her stomach flopped up and down and her huge breasts slapped around as she threw her head back.
She wrapped her thick legs around his back, digging her rough heels in and curling her bony, hot pink colored toes down as she rode him in rhythm.
Jim and Emily climaxed together. Both stiffened, Jim shot his load into her as Emily orgasmed. 
She went rigid and grabbed him tighter as her leg muscles clenched. She could feel him rising and falling off her fat stomach.
She closed her eyes as he kissed her lips again, holding out before he would come out of her.
Emily opened her eyes. She didn't see her big nose in her line of sight. She took a deep breath and felt small; thin.
She glanced down and saw her body, her Emily body. Her flat stomach, her small pert breasts. Her arms were thin and wrapped around her husband's back. She popped her fingers in and out flexing them, seeing her lilac gel.
She allowed her legs to relax and release Jim; her thin and trim legs topped off with pedicured beige toes.
Emily laughed but as Jim came out, she came again.
A new round of pleasure rushed over her with a second orgasm. "Oh shit haha" she said in a shaky voice that sounded deep and raspy to her.
"Wow...what got into you tonight Em?" Jim asked as backed off on shaky legs wiping his dick off with her discarded panties.
Oh...it’s all in your mind you know...you just have to want it" she panted.
It was the exact moment Cathy was saying the exact same thing.
They had synced up without trying or knowing that they were connected.