John watched as Sara, clinging to Bill's arm walked away from their marital home. Was she really going to make love to Bill? It sure looked like it. She was looking really sexy walking away, her bum was wiggling and she was still wearing the black dress and heels she had worn out last night.
John couldn't blame Sara for being mad. John had slept with a man. Someone had stuck his penis into the vagina John now possessed. Not that John could remember it happening but there was semen all over him/her when she woke up. There was no doubt she was not a female virgin. And watching the two of them walk away John couldn't help but think Bill had the sexier butt, despite Sara's wiggles. Yes, she had to admit that while in this body she had a heterosexual females desires.
They disappeared from sight, into Bill's garden, soon they would be inside Bill's house. John was hopeful that Sara might get cold feet and change her mind. That she would come running back. She waited just inside the door.
After 10 minutes she realized this wasn't going to happen and finally shut the door. She went inside and made herself a cup of tea. She found herself crying as she sat there drinking her coffee. She deserved this, she had bought it on herself. She shouldn't have used the medallion, she shouldn't have drunk alcohol. She certainly shouldn't have got herself separated from Bill and Sara last night. In hindsight she should have taken Bill's offer of dancing with him.
Meanwhile in Bill's ensuite Sara was sharing a shower with Bill. As far as Sara was concerned Bill had a magnificent body. She was on her knees trying to get Bill erect once more with her tongue. He had taken her in his lounge the minute they had entered the house. Both had been too eager to bother climbing the stairs to the bedroom. Now she was hoping for seconds and Bill was struggling, Sara suspected she had finally found his limit - 7 times in less than 12 hours - she couldn't complain.
That was when inspiration hit her 'Bill, I know what we can do. Grab the medallion and touch it to the clothes you were wearing yesterday. It will revive you'
'I'm not sure Sara. Look what it did to John'
'Forget John. I want to make the most of my day with you. Don't be a wuss. Just be careful and make sure you only touch it to your own clothes'
Bill did want to please Sara so after just a little more cajoling he acceded to her wishes. They had placed the medallion in Bill's wardrobe when they had first gone to bed last night. Without touching it herself Sara directed Bill to touch the medallion to his own pyjamas. Those he had woken up in yesterday morning. Bill said he felt a tingle.