Switcheroo

"Well you do look very nice dear, even if I do say so myself. You were half right. That out fit does look good on me, but I don;t think I needed to lose any weight to wear it. Don;t you think you look fabulous?" Diane said to her husband Ricard. "It does feel very nice. are all of your clothes so soft against your body like this? I do get your point though. I feel so exposed like this. Are you sure I'm not showing too much? Even your nylons fee like they're slipping down your legs. Baby, I've learned my lesson. Your body is beautiful just the way it is. Now change us back, put on whatever you feel comfortable in, and we can still go out to dinner. Then we can NEVER speak of this again." Richard said. "Surely you're still uncomfortable in my body? Isn't it still so awkward for you?" As Richard said this to his wife he knew he was hoping for too much. He didn't know what was worse. The fact that he couldn't help but stare lo...

"Ugh! I'm so so tired!" Evelyn had been looking forward to a girl's night out for weeks. Being a single mother, working 40 plus hours a week, looking after a toddler and still trying to maintain a social life was proving to be pretty much impossible. It was about three weeks ago that her friends had insisted she book a babysitter and some time off from everything to have a wild girls night out. Little did Evelyn know that they had a parade of eligible single men to come and go throughout the night to see if they could match her up with a new beau to help her in her life...or at least get her laid now and again. That would explain why her bestie had come over and riffled through her closet and found the sexiest, skimpiest dress she could and her old, but favourite, sexy, strappy, come fuck me heels. As she finished doing her hair, all the time keeping an eye on the only current (little) man in her life, her son Archie, she inhaled a big breath and sighed. ...