Within seconds Jon was staring at his father, Gary, dressed only in a boxer.
"What's that?" he asked him, pointing at the box. Coming over to Jon, Gary took the box from his hands and embraced his wife, planting a light kiss on her mouth.
"You look so sexy in those office clothes. I wish you could call in sick today, and we'd have some kinky fun at home."
Jon, now Jane, felt her hand let go of the box and glide over to her fathers thigh, and further in between his legs, massaging lightly. She could not believe what she was doing. But she could not stop herself. Smiling slyly, she answered.
"Well, let me see what I can do. You just go up and get ready, and I'll be right up." She walked over to the phone, and rang her job.
"Hello, Karen, it's Jane here. I don't feel too good today, and I'm going to take the day off." Getting a confirmation that it was okay, she hung up and walked up the stairs towards the master bedroom. Inside her mind, Jon was repulsed at what he was about to do. But at the same time, he felt strangely aroused. Opening the bedroom door...