Jeff left the ice cream shop without so much as another word to the kid who worked there. He walked down the street, pleasantly enjoying the evening air and the buzz he had from those drinks earlier. Also, if he were honest with himself, his buzz also came from the shock and amazement at what he had just done. He had never seen that ice cream shop clerk before today. Now, that teenage guy's cum, which was in his balls only a few minutes earlier, was now in Jeff's stomach. He also still could taste the cum in his mouth. Did it taste terrible? Absolutely. But it was incredible to Jeff that this is what he had done. In his own mom's body, to boot.
Jeff decided to keep the fun going by going back to the bar to watch the night game and have a few more drinks. Sure enough, the same crew was still there, hanging out. Jeff went to the bar, got himself another cosmo, and sat down. As he watched the game, the people around made small talk. They all seemed to know each other, but they were friendly to Jeff, and everyone made introductions, Jeff making sure to use his mom's name, not his own. He was really enjoying himself: it was a fun time in general, but it was amazing to sit there in a female body. He could feel his mom's breasts, tightly held in place by the new bra Jeff had bought earlier. He also was really enjoying the feeling of having nothing between his legs as he squeezed them together.
Eventually, the game ended, and people started getting ready to leave. A man Jeff had been talking to, a cop named Mick, leaned over to Jeff. "Hey, want to come back to my place?" he asked.
Jeff knew what he was getting at. "Uh," he said, trying to think fast. "I'm married."
Mick smiled. "Doesn't bother me," he said. "I won't tell if you won't."