"I know this is going to sound really crazy, but I'm not your wife I'm really James."
Jack burst into a fit of hysterical laughter. "SO you're not my wife Lisa?"
"Right." James said looking up Jack.
"You're really James?" Jack said still laughing.
"Yes."
"Then can you explain one thing to me?" Jack said with a big smile on his face.
"What's that?" James said.
"This."
In a flash Jack had grabbed James' wrist and had swung him around towards the bathroom mirror. Quickly pinning James' wrists behind his back, Jack tore away the damp towel that James had been wearing. James tried to free himself as he looked at Lisa's naked refection in the mirror, her large beautiful breasts and helpless pussy were still damp from the shower.
"You sure look like my wife." Jack said as he ran a tongue along James's neck and the he kissed it gently.
"You don't understand." James whispered as he felt the tingles from Jack's kisses on his neck sending tingles down his spine. "There was this magic medallion
"Hmmm, baby you always come up with the kinkiest games." Jack said as he let the towel that he had wrapped around his waist fall to the floor.
James realized that what Jack was doing and started to struggle to get away
